33. Shaving as a monk

When Jiaojiao scratched her scalp, Mama Qi finally felt that something was wrong.

It is said that I don't wash my hair for a month in confinement, and I don't say that it's itchy to this point, that delicate girl is no more squeamish, even if she wears a coarse cloth and wears out her skin, she has to secretly shed a few tears. But this is all scratching and bleeding, the hair is falling out, and the people who see it are tugging at it, and it can be seen that the itch can't stand it.

A thought popped up in his heart, and the bluffing old man was startled. But he was still a little uneasy, so he took off Jiaojiao's hat that covered her greasy hair, and squinted her presbyopia in the sun to look at it carefully.

Jiaojiao stared at the door with good eyes, afraid that someone would come to see her sloppy appearance, and urged Mama Qi to say, "Mama, are you okay, I'm just itchy, just wash your hair." Although she knew that Jiang He was in charge, she still didn't give up and chattered about people every day.

When Mama Qi saw the black hair roots and the white and tender scalp with little white dots, her heart sank. Tears fell at once, "Iniquity, iniquity! โ€

Jiaojiao didn't expect Mama Qi to react so much, and she was a little helpless and wanted to wipe her tears for the old man, Nuo Nuo said: "Hey, Mama, don't cry, I'm just itchy, nothing else." It's okay, Brother Crane said it, you can wash it the day after tomorrow. It's only two days, and Jiaojiao can bear it. โ€

Mama Qi saw that the little girl was still ignorant, and her little face was a little pale from being tortured by the itchy head in the past few days. suffered such a big sin, but still intimately raised her little hand to wipe her tears. The sadness in her heart was even worse, and she barely showed a smile, "Good girl, Mama is fine, you go back first, Mama goes out for a while." โ€

After Mama Qi sent Jiaojiao away, she didn't care that the old lady was taking a nap, so she called her up in a panic, "Old lady, don't sleep, something is wrong." โ€

The old lady slept well, and she was still a little confused when she called out, and muttered, "What's wrong?" โ€

"Jiaojiao, that girl has lice."

"What did you say?" The old lady was not sleepy now, and sat up all at once, and her movements were very agile. It can be vaguely seen that the wind of the eldest daughter-in-law of the gate who moved like a rabbit back then.

Mama Qi called Wei Xiang over with her little feet, Wei Xiang looked at the white eggs on her head, looked at the little lady with a pair of red eyes with pity, and shook her head, "This has been laid eggs by head lice, there is no good way to eradicate it, but ...... Can only ......"

The old lady's hand on crutches trembled a little, "It's not cured?" โ€

Wei Xiang hesitated, and said in the end: "If only the adult worms are fine, but this egg is a little troublesome, it's not that there is no medicine to get rid of it, but it's very bad for Madame's body." โ€

Jiaojiao was still a little confused now, she looked up and looked around, tilted her head incredibly and said, "So my itchy head is because there are bugs on it?" โ€

The trills in her voice couldn't be stopped, with the red circles under her eyes, and her confused and clear eyes, the old lady only felt a pain in her heart. opened his mouth, but found that any kind of comfort was pale and weak, "Girl, don't be afraid." โ€

Jiaojiao has lived for more than ten years, where has she ever seen such a terrible thing. Not to mention the insects on the head, even the insects crawling on the ground have never seen a few. Her nails were digging into the flesh, but she didn't dare to move, "Don't move, Jiaojiao don't move, grandmother, you get them away quickly, Jiaojiao is afraid." โ€

Not only is it scary, it's disgusting.

Jiang He rushed over from the barracks in a sweaty manner, and when he entered the door, he hugged the little Jiaojiao, whose lips were trembling, into his arms, and kept rubbing his fluffy and greasy little head, "The husband is here, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, so obedient and not afraid." โ€

Jiaojiao was hugged and rubbed by him, as if she could feel the worm rushing around her head. Suddenly my whole body was numb, my scalp was about to explode, and I didn't dare to move, but gritted my teeth and sobbed: "Don't touch me, the insects are running." โ€

Jiang He already knew what was going on on the way here, and his face was about to come with a stormy and earth-destroying aura. The tone was gentle, kissed Jiaojiao on the forehead, and said what others couldn't bear to say. Indifferently, he said: "Don't be afraid, if you shave your hair, it will be gone." โ€

The body is skinned, and it is received by its parents. Shaving hair was a very unfilial practice in the past, but Daqi was originally open to the people and was less influenced by etiquette. Now that the country is in turmoil, those sour and rotten rules have no binding force.

Jiang He is naturally not so pedantic, and the grinding little things in his arms are not so pedantic. It's just that it's already cruel to shave the always stinky little girl into a scoop. He deliberately said it so lightly, but in fact, he was also apprehensive in his heart. I'm afraid that this little thing will be stubborn for a while, and will not compromise.

Sure enough, Jiaojiao became popular when she heard it. I don't know why, as long as Jiang He is in her, she is very confident. When Jiang He didn't come just now, she was still dressing. When he came, he couldn't bear it anymore. The tears fell down with a snap, and I was afraid that the insects would crawl everywhere, so I didn't dare to move, and I didn't dare to cry. just sobbing and pinching the tender flesh on the inside of Jiang He's arm, "Woo, you're talking nonsense, it's all you, woo, it's all you who don't want me to wash my hair, it's all your town day that makes me wear a hat......"

As soon as he said the hat, Jiang He's face turned iron-blue. On the way here, he was thinking about how such a fragrant little princess could grow such a pickled thing. You must know that not to mention the Jiang family, not to mention the village, even the soldiers in the barracks who talk about stinky sweat all day long have never grown this thing. Since there is no Taiye Mountain, it can only be foreign. The only thing that has come from outside recently is the hat from the Western Regions that Dao Xia sent. If you think about it carefully, it was indeed after Daoxia came, and this little thing began to cry and say that it was itchy every day.

felt her small body trembling, and she didn't know whether she was scared or angry, and she didn't care that the flesh she pinched was about to fall, so she hurriedly coaxed: "Blame me, blame me, blame me, Jiaojiao beat me." It's just that you can't be willful, this hair still has to be shaved. โ€

Seeing Jiaojiao staring at him angrily, his eyes were bloodshot, and he comforted: "It will grow out soon, and besides, my Jiaojiao just has no hair, so it is also a country and a city, and the husband is fascinated, isn't it?" โ€

Jiaojiao thought that her slippery black and bright three thousand troubles were going to be broken today, and she felt that the brilliant sunny sky in this spring day was dark. I don't care about the insects crawling on my head, this beard is clearly more terrible than insects. Pushing away Jiang He's shackled arms, he was about to run.

It's just that Jiang He ignored her grievances and struggles, imprisoned her to death, and resolutely ordered Mama Qi to fetch water and get a razor. may be afraid that she will not struggle lightly or heavily, and hurt her again, and the index finger and middle finger are a little behind the neck, and the little lady who was still beating like a little madman will faint and fall unconscious.

When Jiaojiao woke up, the dust had settled, and her head was smoother than the big stone in the doorway. It can be seen that the person who shaves his head has good craftsmanship.

Because the bedding in the main house was scalded by Mama Qi with boiling water, she slept in the east chamber when she first entered the Jiang family. Lying on the floral futon filled with the sweet smell of the girl, looking at the pink dust above his head. The little princess who was forcibly shaved only felt that she had nothing to love, and it was a good thing to fall into the empty door like this.

When Jiang He came in with a few yellow, orange and orange sweet apricots in his hands, he saw that the little lady had woken up, her head was shiny, and her eyes were dull and weak. There is really a smell of seeing through the red dust beyond the Three Realms and not in the Five Elements, and his heart shook when he saw it.

"Jiaojiao woke up, get up, this apricot is good, eat one?" He sat silently for a while, and found that the little girl was as if she hadn't seen him, and she didn't sweep him away, so she could only open her mouth.

Jiaojiao simply closed her eyes, looking like 'I don't want to deal with you'.

Jiang He knew that he must have annoyed her this time, although he had no choice but to do it, but in the end, the main responsibility was on him. Dao Xia made a trick because of him, not letting her wash her hair so that the insect had a chance to reproduce and resented him, and this time he shaved off the hair that always made him feel uneasy.

There is an estrangement between them, and even getting married is a means he plays. In the past few days, I have shared a bed and pillow, and I finally slept with a person who was grinding by my ears and temples, and I slept a little hotter, and this happened again.

Now it's okay, the two of them don't talk about affection and love, and they can't even maintain the initial politeness. If possible, it is estimated that this stubborn little princess can bite him to death.

It's just that in his lonely life for more than 20 years, it is easy to have such a big baby, and he can't have enough treasures, so he has to put it on the tip of his heart. What's more, the two still have that idea of love many years ago, he not only loves her as a wife, but also pampers her as a sister.

snapped and kissed the little mouth, rubbed his feet and took off his boots, and went to the kang. hugged the little man with the rejection of the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, rubbed his little nose affectionately and said, "Angry? โ€

Jiaojiao moved her body and found that she couldn't move, so she simply pretended to be dead. Only snorted muffled from his nasal cavity.

It's easy to speak up.

"You must also know that you can't keep that hair, it's just a temper and coquettish with your husband, right?" Lying on the kang when she was a girl, although the person in her arms is now the wife he is marrying, Jiang He is still a little distracted. I can't help but feel a little swaying when I speak. The strong thighs couldn't help rubbing against the stiff little buttocks.

Jiaojiao was a little annoyed, "You go down, this is my house and my kang, you are not welcome." โ€

Jiang He sneered and smiled, and kissed the little face with horizontal eyebrows, "Yours? Not only this house and the kang are mine, but even the women on the kang are mine. โ€

Jiaojiao's nose is sour, I only feel that this person is the worst, and there is no one worse than him. loves her with a numb mouth and loves her, but in fact, she is more ruthless and black than anyone else. Sure enough, the most affectionate and fortunate man is a man, and the man's heart is a needle, and he is also a little changeable. She twitched her little nose, her heart was full of wounds, and she was about to go down covering her bare little head.

Jiang He is unwilling, and he will not let go if he holds people's dead skin. The delicate and tired snoring, the smooth head was full of sweat, and said angrily: "I still hope that the donor will respect himself!" โ€

Jiang He was stunned by this shout, and said dumbfounded: "What nonsense! โ€

Jiaojiao lowered her eyes, didn't look at him, and only held her breath and said: "Didn't you shave it for me personally, only a monk woman is bald, then I am a poor nun now, and โ–กโ–ก monks, I can't pull and pull with the donor, where is this to the Buddha!" โ€