Yang Ruoqing's gaze swept around, and finally returned to his face.

Without hiding the appreciation in her eyes, she nodded and said, "Execution ability, first-class great!" ”

"Hey......

He scratched his head in embarrassment.

Yang Ruoqing realized that his face was covered with beads of sweat.

There were a lot of wood chips in my hair.

She pursed her lips and smiled, pulling out a handkerchief.

Stand on tiptoe and gently wipe the beads of sweat off his forehead.

The cuffs and veils of the garment were washed with soap powder.

With the action of wiping, the faint fragrance of soaphorn wafted into his nose.

He secretly took a hard breath.

It smells so good!

She chuckled suddenly.

"On your head, you know that it is crumbs of wood. I don't know, I thought it was dandruff! ”

Luo Fengtang's face turned slightly red.

"When I turn around, I'll wash my hair in a basin of water at night." He said.

Yang Ruoqing said: "This will be a cold winter, and washing your hair at night is easy to get cold. ”

She looked up at the sun above her.

"If you want to wash it, you can wash it at noon, the sun is big, and it will soon be dry." She said.

Luo Fengtang nodded.

"Okay, then I'll go boil water!"

With that, he turned around and went into the stove room.

Here, Yang Ruoqing was not idle, entered the miscellaneous house, and took a wooden basin for washing her face, plus a dry handkerchief.

The water was hot, and Luo Fengtang filled a basin of water and brought it to the backyard.

Put down the tub in a corner where the sun is shining and there are stacks of firewood and straw to block the wind.

"Take off the cotton clothes on the outside, so you don't have to get wet."

Yang Ruoqing followed and reminded.

"Hmm!"

Luo Fengtang immediately took off the cotton clothes on his upper body, and only wore an autumn coat inside.

Yang Ruoqing took the cotton clothes and patted away the sawdust and dust outside.

Then hang it on a stack of firewood and straw on the side to dry.

Here, he had already unwrapped his hair and crouched down to the edge of the basin.

"I'll help you."

She said, rolling up her sleeves as she walked over.

Revealing two arms that are much more white and tender.

Luo Fengtang glanced at her white arms and hands.

He pursed his lips slightly.

The pill seemed to be working.

Qing'er is getting better and better day by day.

"Sensei looked at me, bury your head down, I have to wash your hair."

Yang Ruoqing gently pinched his ears and said with a smile.

Luo Fengtang came back to his senses and grinned.

Do as she is told.

She stood beside him and leaned down.

Holding his hair in one hand and a gourd scoop in the other.

The gourd scooped warm water and slowly, gently, drizzled down the back of his head.

In this era, it is popular for both men and women to wear long hair.

Long hair is fluttering, and good-looking is good-looking.

It's just a bit of a struggle to take care of.

The warm water ran down his scalp and slowly moisturized every hair.

Then it slowly trickled down from the ends of her hair and fell into the tub in front of her......

"It's going to be cold, so you can wash your hair at longer intervals."

She drenched his hair with water and chatted casually with him.

"Wait until the beginning of spring next year, and the climate will warm up."

"This hair has to be **** cleaned, wash it diligently, the hair will be soft and shiny, and there will be no lice......"

The water was almost drenched, and she put down the gourd scoop.

Instead, he took a little soap and rubbed it in his hand.

Then he grabbed his hair and rubbed it gently.

Soft fingers, gently scratching at his hair.

He sighed in comfort.

Yang Ruoqing washed very carefully, finished rubbing, and rinsed it with water again.

Then he took a dry handkerchief, wrapped it around his hair and wiped it gently.

I wiped it six or seven percent dry, and then found a comb to wash it clean.

Tsai carefully combed his hair and softened it and draped it behind him.

"I'm used to seeing your hair tied up, and now I put my hair down, and my whole temperament has changed!"

Yang Ruoqing took a wooden comb, stood aside and said with a smile.

tilted his head and looked at Luo Fengtang standing in the sun.

He was tall and sturdy.

The black hair is like a waterfall, draped over the body, echoing the handsome face with cold and hard lines.

It breeds a cold and wild charm.

It's very different from the usual honest temperament with hair tied up and coarse cloth clothes!

"Qing'er, what do you see?"

Luo Fengtang asked.

"I ...... in the face Is there something dirty? ”

He subconsciously raised his hand to touch his face.

The arm was held down by Yang Ruoqing.

"Don't move."

She said.

"Yes, just keep it that way and let me take a few more looks."

"Huh?"

Luo Fengtang was puzzled.

Yang Ruoqing narrowed her eyes and nodded while admiring his 'beauty'.

"Handsome, handsome, eye-catching!"

Luo Fengtang: "......"

"Qing'er, it's a good day today, why don't you wash your hair too? I'll give you a hand! ”

Luo Fengtang proposed.

Yang Ruoqing thought about it and nodded.

"Then wash it, tomorrow the fifth aunt will enter the door, I don't want to smoke her with the smell of oily smoke!"

So, Luo Fengtang poured out the basin of water he had used.

I went to the stove room and refilled a basin of water for her.

When he returned to the haystack, Yang Ruoqing had already taken off the cotton clothes outside and threw them on the firewood and straw stack on the side.

She also wore only a sleeping autumn coat inside.

The autumn coat is blue-blue.

Cyan-blue is thin.

During this time, her weight has been falling continuously.

Suddenly took off the bloated cotton jacket, and the upper body outlined by the autumn coat was faintly visible.

Especially when she raised her hand to remove her braids, two small bulges could be faintly seen on her chest.

A twelve-year-old girl, puberty is coming......

Luo Fengtang's face immediately turned red.

A pair of eyes don't know where to go.

Yang Ruoqing broke her hair and draped it down, turning sideways.

Then I saw him standing there with a basin of water, his head slightly hung down, and his face was as red as a monkey's ass.

She realized something, and immediately looked at herself.

These arms and legs are not exposed.

Why is his face so red?

With a chuckle, she hooked her finger at him.

"Xiaotangzi, what are you doing there? Come and wait for me to wash my hair! ”

Luo Fengtang Khan!

But he took the wooden basin and put it in front of her.

She helped him wash his hair like she did......

His movements are jerky and clumsy.

However, the force between the fingers is very gentle.

While grabbing it, he also asked, "Is this ...... Does it hurt? ”

"Well, it's very comfortable, keep it up ......."

She replied with a snort.

A pleasant smile tugged at the corners of his lips, and he washed it more carefully and seriously.

Soon, her hair was also washed.

Sitting on the haystack, he stood beside her and wiped her hair.

Yang Ruoqing raised her eyes to look at his preoccupied appearance, and couldn't help but smile again.

Luo Fengtang glanced at her.

"What are you laughing at?" He asked.

Yang Ruoqing said: "The man in our village, who helps women wash their hair, you are probably the first person in history, right?" ”

In this era, it is typical that men are inferior to women.