Mrs. Ma wore a lily robe and instructed the old sisters to bring a basin of hot water to Tian Xifa's house first.

She arranged for Lu Pan to be here.

Then he smiled and said to Lu Pan:

"It's really a summer day, little baby's face, and if it changes, it will change. What, Master Lu, don't worry about scrubbing here, no one can come in, don't worry, huh? I'll come back later. ”

When Mrs. Ma went out, she commanded Mrs. Tian to guard at the door.

Then he hurriedly went to San'er's house, to find a change of clothes for the little general.

Other people's clothes are not easy to change for Lu Pan, and only her three sons can come up with a few dignified ones.

The door didn't open open, "Fat girl?" It's milk, open the door. ”

The door is opened through the slits.

Mrs. Ma squeezed into the house and sighed, this child, want to get on the sedan chair? It was washed up. Bare-shouldered, washing his hair.

You said that when someone comes to the house, can't you simply wipe it? It's a bunch of work, but it's helping the milk Zhang Luo Zhang Luo.

I couldn't do it for her just now, I helped the girls to grab the big lieba, the rain was slanting, and it was not good to have a shed. The girls can't do it yet, and the house is roasting. The vegetables, meat floss and bacon in the yard are all outside.

The eldest and second went up the mountain to help farm again, and since the third child left, they have been busy serving chili peppers, and the meat floss and bacon have been made less.

There are a lot of semi-finished carpentry jobs in the yard at home, and I was drying glue before, so I have to put it away, right?

In addition, these cellars, as soon as the rain comes, you must quickly seal your mouth and don't flood the cellar.

There was thunder outside, and the children who ran back with Ge Erniu's organization stopped in the conference room, "Wait, I'll cook soup for you." ”

Mrs. Ma said: "You hurry up, when the people are gone, you can wash as much as you want, and I don't care about you when you go down the river." Hurry up and go across the river to buy a few pieces of tofu and eggs, anyway, let's look at it, take what you want. We really couldn't do anything, and the cowshed was leaking rain. ”

"Milk, my mother."

"Your mother went to the mountains to deliver a letter, let your grandfather come back. Look, it's going to have to be doused enough. ”

Mrs. Ma said as she climbed up the kang to rummage through San'er's clothes.

Her three sons are decent in spring, autumn and winter, but this summer, the three sons can't stand the heat, so they don't make long shirts, all of them are short fights.

That's also better than other people's, at least it's clean, and there's no patches.

picked the best set, and asked Song Fuling: "What about your father's shoes." ”

Song Fuling was rubbing the foam on her head, squinting her eyes and replying: "Find a pair of straw sandals." ”

"Let someone like that wear straw sandals? Why don't you let him go to the field to help us work," Mrs. Ma finished complaining about her little granddaughter, packed up her baggage, and turned out a pair of her son's new cloth shoes in the kang cabinet.

Climbed down the kang and was about to leave, but stood still.

Mrs. Ma looked back at her little granddaughter's foam, and suddenly thought in her mind that Lu Pan also had to wash her face and hair, "Give me all these things of yours." ”

"What? Foam. ”

The angry Mrs. Ma gave Song Fuling a back: "Give people the foam you made?" When it's your milk and me, I can pick up your leftovers. At present, we have not been conscripted into the army, and we can still earn money in this year, and the little general knows no, don't pick the door, give him some. ”

"Milk, it's not me who picks the door, it's me who ...... Well? Don't take it all. ”

Song Fuling covered her hair and wanted to chase it out, and watched her milk not only take away the small box containing shampoo and facial cleanser, and the small box containing Zu Malone shower gel, but also ripped away the whitest piece of her family's handkerchief.

Thanks to the fact that she is packed in an ancient flour oil box.

No, that's not the point.

The point is, milk, the handkerchief is her foot towel.

Mrs. Ma deliberately didn't take the towel that her granddaughter wiped her face, first, Emma, Jin Gui, the little granddaughter's thing, no one can use it, no one can touch it, everyone knows that they should be angry.

Second, she's not stupid.

Although the granddaughter's face wipe is the softest, but the face wiping has been used, so how can it be used for foreign men.

and washing your hair and face, two different things, pick out a little bit and be afraid of something.

With so many handkerchiefs on the rope, she thought that in addition to the one her granddaughter was using, the one in her hand was used by San'er and Mi Shou to wipe her face.

Qian's one, she used it when she lived here before, and she knew it.

"Lu Gongzi, I will put this hair, face, and laundry on the stove, you can rest assured to come out and get it."

Lu Pan, who was shirtless, was looking at the painting in his hand, and when he heard the words, he responded: "Okay." ”

After a while, the water in the basin was no longer very hot, so he re-rolled up the painting, went out of the big house of Tian Xifa's house, and went to the stove room to get clothes.

Lu Pan didn't know which was facial cleanser, which was shampoo, and which was shower gel.

But when he unscrewed the lid of the shower gel, he only sniffed it lightly and knew that it was used by Song Poria.

Because the taste is ripe, an indescribable freshness.

I put the box close to my nose and sniffed it vigorously, but the other two boxes were useless.

Lu Pan only picked out the shower gel and rubbed it on his head, face, arms and shoulders: "Heh." ”

When his whole body smelled of sage and sea salt, Mi Shoucai, who had changed into dry clothes, knocked on the door: "Brother, can I come in?" ”

"Enter."

When Mi Shou came in, he stretched out his little hand and pointed to the handkerchief that Lu Ban was using to wipe his face.

"What's wrong?"

"That's a foot wipe."

“……”

Mi Shou was very sensible, and hurriedly turned around to go out: "Brother, I'll let grandma bring water, you wash it again, that's my sister's handkerchief for wiping her feet." ”

"Stop, whose own?"

Mi Shou looked back: "My sister's." ”

Lu Pan looked at Mi Shou: "Don't rewash, and don't tell anyone." ”

Mi Shouzai carefully observed Lu Pan's expression and picked up the old craft again: "......"

I thought: Is he sensitive? How do you feel that when you mention your sister, something will be wrong with your brother.