When Lan Muxi walked into the laundry room with her schoolbag on her back, Qiao Qinqin changed her gentle smile, frowned, and muttered secretly in her heart-her daughter won't be a puppy love, where did she get her shirt.

Lan Muxi turned on the water from the faucet, thought about it, and put the clothes in the washing machine for ten minutes, although it was just the machine running, she didn't leave, because she was afraid that her mother would come over and sneak a look at the clothes in the washing machine.

At that time, the family will definitely misunderstand, and when the time comes, I will really jump into the Yellow River and I won't be able to wash it away.

Ten minutes later, Lan Muxi took out Ye Bihuang's shirt, put it in the basin, added a spoonful of laundry detergent, and kneaded it with her slender jade hand.

This is the first time in her life that she washes clothes with a male surname. It was almost the first time in Lan Muxi's life that she had washed such a large piece of clothing.

Ye Bihuang should be happy and proud of this first time.

After rubbing it for ten minutes and swinging the orange juice stained by the noon back and forth many times, Lan Muxi took the shirt out of the basin, changed several buckets of water to clean the clothes, and twisted the shirt with his hands until there were no more water drips.

The final procedure is to hang the shirt on top of the hanger.

Secretly took the hair dryer that was placed outside the laundry room and plugged it in to dry Ye Bihuang's clothes.

The sound of the hair dryer is not small, and Qiao Qinqin, who is sitting in the living room, can naturally hear it. Her brows furrowed more and more, her daughter's behavior today was too strange, if there was no ghost in her heart, why should she dry the laundry as soon as possible? It must have been to hide.

Crunch――

Lan Muxi's father, Lan Yuming, came back, and he took off his suit and hung it on the hanger at the door. I changed into slippers and was about to go to the bedroom.

saw his wife hurriedly coming from the living room, grabbed his arm and motioned for the two to come into the bedroom to talk.

"What's wrong? Qinqin? Although Lan Yuming and Qiao Qinqin have been married for more than ten years, the relationship between the two is still very good.

"Lao Lan, our daughter may be in early love."

Qiao Qinqin said in a matter.

"What did you say?" Lan Yuming was surprised, his daughter has always been well-behaved, how could she fall in love? I'm afraid it's my wife, who is a soldier.

Qiao Qinqin told her husband about her daughter's actions just now, and there was no addition, but with Qiao Qinqin's narration, Lan Yuming frowned slightly: "If our daughter is really in early love, I am afraid it will affect her studies, but we can't force it, if we do it, it will definitely have a greater impact." ”

The two had a common point of view on this matter, Qiao Qinqin nodded and said, "In order to confirm the real surname of this matter, when Muxi sleeps in a while, I will go to her room and bring the dress." ”

"Okay." Lan Yuming is very precious to his daughter, and he also attaches great importance to this matter.

Lan Muxi sat quietly at his desk, finished his homework one by one, neatly put the book in his schoolbag, and then folded Ye Bihuang's shirt and put it in his schoolbag.

As is customary, she went to bed after washing up and saying goodnight to her parents.

12 o'clock in the middle of the night.

According to common sense, Qiao Qinqin should have gone to bed a long time ago, but today's incident made her so upset that she couldn't sleep at all.

When he came to the door of his daughter's room, he gently pushed the door open and found that his daughter was asleep, so he quietly stole the schoolbag on her desk.

"Lao Lan, look, this is the clothes your daughter brought back to be washed, and they are all dried with a hair dryer." Qiao Qinqin took out her shirt from her schoolbag, her face became ugly, there was no doubt that her daughter was washing the boy's clothes. I don't even have to think about what it means to do the boy's laundry these days.

Lan Yuming picked up the shirt, observed it carefully for a while, and said: "The collar and sleeves of this dress are already very worn, and the buttons have been re-sewn, it must be a shirt I bought a long time ago." The label on the collar is still there, indicating that the person wearing this dress does not consider whether it is comfortable or uncomfortable at all, as long as it can be worn, it must be a child of a poor family. However, if you want more detailed data, you still need to take it to the laboratory department for testing" Before he finished speaking, Lan Yuming was pushed by Qiao Qinqin's arm.

Qiao Qinqin squinted at her husband: "You have made an old mistake again, this is not a police station." ”

Lan Yuming smiled awkwardly and put his shirt on the table: "Let me finish, I still have new discoveries." ”

Qiao Qinqin nodded.

"There are traces of spilled drinks on this shirt, although it has been washed very shallowly and lightly, but it is still deliberately smelled and touched, I guess our daughter is not in early love, eighty percent of them accidentally soiled other people's clothes and took them back to wash." Lan Yuming smiled, "Our daughter is very well-behaved, but also caring, and she is willing to help him wash other people's clothes when they are dirty, which shows that our daughter is not arrogant!" ”

Qiao Qinqin glanced at the shirt on the table suspiciously and said, "No matter what, there is a suspicion of early love, my good daughter, what the hell is wrong with you, don't do stupid things." ”

Lan Yuming said: "Even if it is the worst plan, our daughter is really in love, we must not force us to intervene, if we force it, we don't know what the consequences will be." The worst plan is to pick up and drop off in the morning and evening, Saturday and Sunday, pay close attention to her whereabouts, don't bother her, as long as you don't do anything out of the ordinary, don't care, otherwise it will cause rebellion, maybe even mom and dad. ”

"Hey." Qiao Qinqin sighed deeply

The Ye family is now destitute, since Ye Junfeng stepped down, his parents have become workers, busy with work, and come home late every day, Ye Bihuang lives by himself, learned to cook, wash clothes and do housework, in just one year, he has become a family.

The washing machine in Ye Bihuang's house is very difficult to use, and he is not happy to use the washing machine, so after thinking about it, he found a laundry basin, poured laundry detergent into it, and washed the clothes manually.

What the? What kind of clothes do you ask Ye Bihuang to wash? Of course, it was the clothes that Lan Muxi lent Ye Bihuang to wear.

Although Ye Bihuang has only been wearing it for less than half a day, the clothes are still new, and there is no dust stain at all, but Ye Bihuang also wore this clothes.

Other little beauties have put down their bodies to help you wash your clothes, so you can help others wash them when you wear other people's clothes. Ye Bihuang didn't know what others thought, anyway, he thought so.

Ye Bihuang finally washed the clothes, wrung them out by hand, and put them on the drying rack, but found that the clothes would not dry tomorrow if he did this.

But tomorrow I have to hand over the clothes to Lan Muxi, what should I do.

Ye Bihuang's mind turned, and he took out a dilapidated hair dryer from the cabinet, which his mother used to blow his head in the past.

I think that at the beginning, the Ye family lived in a three-bedroom house, with a bathroom and a bathroom, and the living conditions were still good, but I didn't know that I would return to the pre-liberation period overnight.

Ye Bihuang's own books, the words he once wrote, and the hair dryer his mother used to use, his heart surged into his heart, he was thirty-five or sixteen years old, homeless, and lost his job, so he went back to his dilapidated house and grabbed the only thing left behind by his mother, and hugged his head and cried with a hair dryer.

Now that he has been reborn and his parents are still alive, everything is like a dream, which makes Ye Bihuang feel so unreal.

"Alas, since I have been reborn, I have to change everything in the past, change the facts that were originally set, and make my life and my parents' lives brilliant." Ye Bihuang thought a little melancholy. In short, after being reborn, he is full of hope for the future.

The hair dryer barely replaced the dryer, anyway, the clothes dries quickly with a little wind, he was busy for more than twenty minutes, and finally dried Lan Muxi's clothes, and then put them outside the house to dry them again, driving away the remaining moisture.