Bi Xia was tempted awake by the rich aroma of food, but the softness of the bed made her drowsy again and again, unable to resist.
It was rare to be able to sleep in, while smelling the faintly fragrant aroma of delicious food, while lazily laying on the soft little bed, her heart was constantly struggling.
[Dear host, do you still want to achieve 3S-level spiritual power? Do you still want to achieve SS-level physique? If the answer is yes, then 007 thinks, host, you should get up and exercise.]
Alright, 007's words quickly persuaded Bi Xia. She should get up and exercise. Although her current body couldn't fight in the training room like before, basic running was still possible.
With a stern face, she flipped up from the soft big bed, wrapped the bandage on her chest that was draped over the chair, then put on a loose shirt and wiped her face, and swayed out of the room.
"Xiao Xia, why are you up so early? Didn't I tell you to rest well today?" Seeing Bi Xia coming out of the room, Xia Shi was first stunned, then immediately got up and came to Bi Xia's side, asking worriedly.
"Hungry." Bi Xia rubbed her stomach and stared at the food on the table, then turned to Xia Shi and said seriously.
Xia Shi looked dumbfounded at the food and then at Bi Xia, and couldn't help but laugh out loud, quickly pulling Bi Xia to her usual seat, turning around to get Bi Xia a bowl of porridge and placing it in front of her, "You little foodie, here, eat quickly."
Normally, whenever Bi Xia came home, she would always sleep until noon in the morning, so when he saw Bi Xia up early, Xia Shi was really startled.
Looking up at his two children, he saw that both the big one and the small one were seriously gulping down the porridge in their bowls, occasionally synchronously grabbing the same pickled vegetable.
A smile gradually climbed up his face, and Xia Shi felt that watching this moment, all his fatigue and hardship were worth it.
"Mom and I are going to grandma's house for a while."
Bi Yuan suddenly spoke, Bi Xia raised her eyebrows and glanced at Bi Yuan, nodded, and didn't pay any more attention.
[Ding~~ Received 10 points of Bi Yuan's favorability.]
Seeing Bi Xia ignoring him, Bi Yuan glared at her angrily, "What are you going to do at home by yourself!"
Hearing the awkward question and the system prompt in her mind, Bi Xia secretly chuckled inwardly. If it wasn't for 007, the favorability cheat, it would indeed be hard to see Bi Xiaoyuan's concern in his awkwardness.
"I'm going to get a haircut."
"By the way," Xia Shi took out a hundred yuan from his pocket and handed it to Bi Xia, "Yuanyuan and I won't be back for lunch. After your haircut, take care of your own meal."
Her eyes lingered on the hundred yuan note for a long time, and Bi Xia finally took it, nodded, and softly said, "I won't need 100."
Hearing this, Xia Shi patted Bi Xia's fluffy head, "Just take it in case it's not enough."
Silently nodding, she raised her head and drank all the porridge.
[Host, what's wrong?] 007 noticed Bi Xia's odd behavior and asked.
Bi Xia looked at the red note in her hand, 'I used to be so immature.'
No matter how her family's situation was, they always thought of giving the best to their children first; no matter if they were full or not, they always thought about whether their children had enough to eat first.
007 looked at the things he found, some said it was the greatness of a mother, some said it was the ruthlessness of a mother. Actually, 007 thought it all depended on oneself. Official source is novel⁂fire.net
The previous host had that kind of personality, Xia Shi actually played a part in it.
After all... her character and way of dealing with things were unknowingly influencing her children...
Bi Xia didn't know what 007 was thinking, nor did she know that 007 was secretly wiping away tears at this moment.
Taking a deep breath, she looked up at Xia Shi, who was looking at her and Bi Yuan gently. When she met that warm smile, Bi Xia's expressionless face finally softened a bit.
'007, what do you think mom and Bi Xiaoyuan would think after I die?'