Fence Luo lowered her head and didn't speak, she had already heard what Luo Ri said, but she couldn't believe it. Because the adults they are talking about don't seem to be the same people as she has in mind.

The master said that he seemed to love her very much, and Luo Ri said that he seemed to care about her, but she could only feel his moodiness.

Sometimes he hugged her tenderly, sometimes hit her fiercely, sometimes teased her, and sometimes scolded her. In short, an elusive person.

At first, she had guessed that he might like her, but after all the things she had been through, she had long since lost that thought.

She chalked up his act of holding her to a whim of teasing, and his rare tenderness to a pitiful discovery of conscience. So after thinking about it, she made the decision to stay away from him. But when she heard them talk about it today, she suddenly felt a little moved inexplicably, as if she had resurrected it.

Seeing that the girl had been immersed in her thoughts, Luo Bin didn't want to disturb, so he pointed to the coffee table and said, "I don't know if these things can be used, you will use them!" ”

As he spoke, he turned red and turned away.

Fence glanced at his fingers and saw a pile of things on the coffee table, so he got up to look.

At this glance, I found that there were leaves, grass, wood, ash, cotton wool, paper ······ on the table.

"What are these things for?" She was confused.

In fact, these are all things that Luo Bin racked his brains for a long time to think. If it weren't for the fierce god staring at him just now, with a posture of wanting his life if he didn't want to come out, he was afraid that he wouldn't have come out so quickly.

Seriously, Luo Zhi's mother has been dead for many years, where does he remember this.

Besides, even if she was still alive at that time, he didn't care about this, and he knew how to fight with one mind. Well, it's really hard to suddenly make him think about this kind of thing, it feels a hundred times harder than arranging troops.

So he spent a whole hour thinking about the esoteric question of "how to deal with a woman's menstrual affairs" with his life.

Of course, he also understands Haoyang, after all, there is not even a woman on this mountain, and there is no one to ask except him. Of course, he also seems to have contacted Ying, but it is unrealistic for them to be saved by the heavy snow and the mountains.

However, fortunately, he was still somewhat useful, and thought of some local methods.

After looking at the things on the table for a long time, he finally guessed the usefulness of these things after combining the man's words and embarrassed expressions, and his face turned into a big tomato inexplicably.

However, shyness is shyness, and serious things still can't be delayed, so I immediately devoted myself to research.

She was pretty sure she knew the things on the table, and she just used them to deal with "Big Aunt", and she felt that her IQ seemed to be a little insufficient.

First of all, leaves. Such a common, uncommon thing stumped her.

Because of her perception of leaves, she only stays on the trees The leaves are green, and the dead leaves on the ground will be absorbed by the soil as nutrients in the future, and then they will be gone.

As for the fact that it can be used for menstruation, she feels that it is completely beyond her common sense. And these leaves are all freshly plucked, what is the use? She really couldn't figure it out.

Is it for eating?

For example, after eating, menstruation will automatically end, similar to the effect of birth control pills? Or is it that after eating, the menstrual period is shortened after supplementing the nutrients?

Hedgerow holds the leaves, feeling one head and two big.

I was annoyed that I was too inclose to Du Niang when I was alive. Now it's okay, I don't know anything, I can only look at Ye Xing and sigh, whining and mourning

She was distressed, and suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind.

By the way, the leaves have another role. That's the nest, how did she forget about this.

She felt that she should go find a basin, put the leaves in it, and sit in it like a hen hatching chicks, and wait until all the blood on her body was drained and the task was done.

She thought she could try this method, but it was a little colder, and if she sat in the basin for several days, it should be more difficult!

She now finally knew why ancient women always liked to stay in the boudoir, otherwise what else would she do? You can't run around bleeding!

Once a month, if the time is on time, you can still squat in the basin with time, and if the time is not accurate, you have to wait in the house for most of the month.

Thinking of this, she felt very pitiful, so she decisively gave up the idea, and looked at the grass ash and cotton wool again.

Plant ash? Why use it?

Is it for stuffing? Looking at the cotton wool again, the effect should be equivalent to that of plant ash.

But why she used it, she still couldn't understand.

Wouldn't it be faster to use the quilt directly, take off your pants and squat directly inside. After a few days, another throw was made.

But this is too wasteful, although it is okay to keep warm, but the problem is that she can't do it at all.

No, it's not going to get off the ass.

Thinking so, she shook her head and picked up the paper again.

These papers must be very precious to the Academy! But the master actually brought all this, which really touched her.

Although I can't bear to use it, I can't help it. It's just that she still needs a pair of shorts or a menstrual belt at the moment, otherwise there is no place to put it, and it will be useless to have paper.

So, she decided that it was better to make a pair of shorts first. But before she could rummage through the cabinets, she found two very strange things.

One is a 20-centimeter-long wheat straw and a 10-centimeter-long bamboo tube, which are very different from each other hidden in the pile of leaves.

She couldn't help but pick it up and look at it.

Could it be that this is also what women use to deal with menstruation? She thought, and couldn't help but study them one by one.

I found that the hollowing out between them was very smooth, and I could see from one end to the other with a half-squinted eye.

Could it be ····· Are these two used for catheterization? No, it's used to guide blood? Like a eunuch catheterization?

She thought, feeling a little incredible, but she still squinted at it.

I found that this wheat straw is really good for catheters, but it is shorter. If you really want to use it, I'm afraid it's hard not to wear it on your pants, but it would be nice if it was longer. For example, the kind that is dragged to the ground, like a pipe, can be hidden in the trouser leg, and then walk all the way, and it is not wonderful to be unaware.

Of course, if you talk about it, the blood output of the bamboo tube should be larger, but it is too thick and short, and it doesn't feel very easy to use.

Thinking about it this way, she still prefers wheat straw, so she plans to put the bamboo tube back on the table and ignore it.

But before she could move, the door was suddenly pushed open, and the adult broke in.

The man didn't wear a mask, and he looked a little more lazy in a snow-white middle coat and pants. In particular, the figure with long hair fluttering reflected on the wall of the house in the faint light of the lamp, like the white moonlight.

It's just that his eyes are a little anxious, especially when he finds the two things she is holding in his hand, his expression is even more like burning his ass and snatching the things.

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