His hair was greasy and unkempt, clearly days overdue for a wash. His clothes were also filthy and patched in several places, with visible tears sewn together.,The one who boils water, the one who cooks, adults, children making a fuss, all chaotic.,Watching Du Fei's back, Qin Huaiyu glared at him, then rolled her eyes, a thoughtful expression crossing her face. She pursed her lips into a sly smile.。