"No," Jiang Nuan was a little embarrassed, "You're busy, I'll do it myself." ”

In the past few days, she has not completely fooled the day, although she can't comb out a neat and beautiful bun, she can still comb the single screw she uses on weekdays.

However, it is only this one, barely tied into a bun.

Jiang Nuan is not a handicapped party, but he doesn't need hairspray, he doesn't need hairpins to pull his hair in a bun and doesn't have a bronze mirror, so he is still a little weak.

The two were talking when there was a knock on the door.

"Mother, we're back."

"Mother, the head of the house is back." After Wang whispered, he arranged his hair reservedly, and walked to open the door with small steps.

At first glance, there is no change, but if you look closely, you will see that the pace is much faster than usual.

"Mother," Xie Shi looked at the door in surprise, "I'll take a look too." ”

Jiang Nuan nodded and walked over as well.

She was curious about where the group was going.

Wang opened the door and saw the gray Boss Huang, who was originally happy, and immediately froze.

"Dang, boss, where have you been? Did you pick up someone's stove? ”

"No," Boss Huang, who hadn't slept all night, was still in good spirits, and his eyes were full of dazzling brilliance, "I went to Brother Lai's house yesterday to help clean up my things." ”

"Brother Lai?" Wang's eyes flashed with doubt, "Let's not talk about this yet, come in quickly, I'll make some ginger tea to warm you up." ”

"Well, you can go," Boss Huang said, pulling Lai Zi into the yard who was following him nervously and nervously, "Brother Lai Zi, come in, you will eat at my house before the pot is repaired." ”

I usually didn't find it, but after helping to clean up my things, he realized that Brother Lai Zi's life was really improvised.

Not to mention the mess on the ground, the iron pot in the kitchen has a hole and I don't know how he survived.

Laizi was a little embarrassed, touched her nose, and asked in a low voice, "Isn't this not good?" ”

His kitchen has not been used much, and when he is hungry, he goes to the widow's house, and he does not have to worry about running out of food.

Na Cheng wants to be so misunderstood by Ogawa.

In fact, he really never starved himself, and he ate much better than the people in the village, just look at his ruddy face.

However, not to mention rice and noodles in the kitchen, there is no shadow of the most basic oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, and he can't tell others to go to Widow Qian's house for dinner.

It's really helpless.

I knew that even if I made a show, I had to prepare everything in the kitchen.

"No," Boss Huang shook his head, "My mother definitely doesn't mind having one more mouth from you, and I'll be happy because you're here, and you don't have to worry about food, my mother bought a lot, enough to eat." ”

Boss Huang, who was thinking about it, didn't notice it at all, Jiang Nuan was not far away, and he heard his words clearly.

Following the gaze of the eldest son, Jiang Nuan saw Laizi, who he was quite curious about.

Completely different from the imaginary ruffian, his clothes are half-new but very clean, and his face is different from the black of the people in the village who soak in the fields all day, white and clean, very Sven.

Knowing that he was coming, he didn't dare to look up, and his clear eyes kept glancing to both sides, and it was easy to see his nervousness.

"When I come back, I'll go to the house to wash," Jiang Nuan looked disgusted, "One by two, it's like rolling in the stove, it's really buried." ”

"Mother," Boss Huang touched his head, "let's go wash it." ”

said, paused, and added, "Brother Lai Zi is also going to be together, do we have any suitable clothes at home?" ”