"Mommy! Good evening!" he said.

"Good evening. Let's have dinner, Joshua."

"Well, I'm going to wash my hands!"

Gale scratched his hair, feeling that something was wrong. Why was Joshua acting so weird?

However, she could not tell what was wrong.

After washing his hands, Joshua ran past her like a gust of wind and went straight to the dining hall.

Gale finally understood what was wrong.

Why was he still wearing a mask at home?

Joshua lifted the mask from below and lowered his head to scoop food into his mouth.

This kind of strange behavior...

"Joshua."

"Yes!"

"Take off the mask."

He deliberately coughed hard. "No, this can prevent infection."

Gale did not listen to his nonsense, and she just reached for his mask.

Joshua pressed down hard. "Mommy, what are you doing..."

"Take it off. Let me see your face. What are you trying to hide?"

Joshua curled his lips and gave up struggling.

The scratch mark on his cheek was very obvious.

"How did you do it? Did you get hurt? Di