Ignorant of the season, continue to boil her pot.

In fact, there is no need to burn the kang this day, but it will still feel cold after taking a bath, anyway, you need a lot of water, and it is a big project to scrub your body and wash your hair later.

But to be honest, this earthen house looks like a dilapidated house from the outside, and the kang is quite good.

Ji didn't understand, he only saw the mess of mud on the kang surface, which was no different from ordinary clay kang. Hu Liang knocked on it, but said that all the bricks used in it were good, and the plate method was also exquisite.

Come to think of it, when Grandpa Dabao first arrived at the foot of Dafeng Village, he still had some money on him.

The strange thing is that since you have money, why not build a better house, so that Dabao can suffer a few years less......

Ji put aside the unrealistic thoughts in his head and concentrated on adding firewood to the stove.

Time passed little by little, and during this period, Hu Liang opened the door and changed the water twice, because the homeless man was too dirty.

After the third water change, there was no movement for a long time, Ji went home to see Dabao twice, and the door of the hall was still closed when he came back.

When she crouched in the doorway and was about to fall asleep, the door finally opened.

Hu Liang was covered in water, so he was not embarrassed, standing at the door and looking at Ji, giving people the illusion of wanting to cry without tears.

"Washed?" Ji stood up and rubbed his face vigorously to drive away the sleepiness.

Hu Liang nodded, looking weak.

Ji said that he understood, a big project.

"It's hard, it's hard."

Hu Liang wanted to say that it was not hard, but he was a little tired, and Ji had already entered the hall.

The homeless man, who had changed into clean clothes, sat on a stool next to the bathtub in a refreshing body.

Ji Zheng wanted to praise Hu Liang again, but his gaze suddenly fixed on the wrist of the homeless man's left hand.

He took a few quick steps forward, leaned over to remove the outermost layer of soaked tarpaulin, and then glared at the homeless man, his eyes on fire.

The homeless man had hair covering his face, and he didn't seem to feel it, and Hu Liang's eyes were already empty.

"Brother Liangzi, did he do it again?"

"Uh, that ......"

Ji guessed right, as soon as Hu Liang wet the towel in the bath, a hand stretched out behind him, and he couldn't help but take the handkerchief.

Hu Liang wanted to stop it, but for some reason, he didn't dare to speak.

A homeless man, what's so scary? Come to think of it, it should be affected by the environment.

Moreover, the homeless man used his left hand, not the right hand that Ji had solemnly instructed to pay special attention to...... Hu Liang stood aside with his hands and feet, watching the homeless man clean himself, otherwise it wouldn't have taken so long.

At this moment, in the face of Ji's questioning, he could have put all the blame on the homeless man, and when the words came to his mouth, he was betrayed by his tongue.

"No, he didn't move, I was careless...... Accidentally, give it to it. ”

Under Ji's suspicious gaze, Hu Liang didn't dare to blink his eyes and pretended to be calm.

Ji didn't find a flaw in his face, so it was hard to say anything.

People work hard to help, but they can't complain.

"It's okay, although the tarpaulin is wet, it still has a bit of waterproof effect, and I also wrapped three layers of gauze, and the inner layer is still dry, not tight. And his hand is not a big problem. ”

Hu Liangchang breathed a sigh of relief, and wiped the sweat on his forehead by the way: "It's okay, it's okay." ”

"But ......"

As soon as Hu Liang heard the afterword, his nerves tensed.

"You've been washing it for so long, why is your hair ......" Ji thought that his hair was also washed together.

Hu Liang's face turned red, and he couldn't say why.

Let's not say that the homeless man is not allowed to get close to him, even if he is allowed, he will not dare.

Washing your hair is no better than taking a bath, it's about facing the face of a homeless man!

said that this house made him feel weird, although he was a big man, in such an environment, he couldn't help but be scared by a living grimace.

Ji obviously guessed the reason, but he didn't expose it, but instead showed a look of approval: "It's still Brother Liangzi's thoughtfulness, this kind of washing method will make water everywhere, which is really inconvenient." ”

Hu Liang had a slope to go down, so he naturally echoed: "Yes, yes, that's the truth." ”

Ji Ren smiled: "Brother Liangzi, you can help me help people to the kang." ”

"That'...... Don't wash your head? ”

"Wash, I'll wash him."

Hu Liang was a little hesitant, feeling that this was not good.

But if Ji doesn't wash it, he has to wash it......

Forget it, he's just watching from the sidelines, and that's it.

Helping the homeless man to lie on his back on the kang, Ji motioned to move forward a little further until his shoulders pressed to the line along the kang, and his head was completely suspended in the air.

The stool he was sitting on before was moved to the bottom, and when Hu Liang used a wooden basin to bring water with a proper temperature, he put it on the ground, and the height was just right.

Ji held the homeless man's head, and his free hand pulled the hair from his face forward.

Seeing this, Hu Liang quietly took two steps back, took two steps back, and retreated to the door, pretending to observe the weather.

Ji wasn't in the mood to laugh at him anymore, the smell of Gain's homeless man's hair was really ......

She held her breath and hurriedly reached out to puff the water, and when her hair was all soaked, she turned her head and gasped for breath.

A lock of hair, after being wet, became a clump of hair, and it could not be disassembled.

After pulling hard a few times, his hair fell off a lot, and Ji felt that his scalp hurt with it, so he gave up hardness, bent down and dug a handful of soapcorn liquid paste from the jar of soaphorn liquid, closed his eyes and rubbed it.

The reason why I didn't bring the pancreas over is that I expected the current situation, and I used half a jar of soap and horn liquid for a bath, how much is enough to use the pancreas?

Fortunately, the decontamination ability of soaphorn liquid is still very strong, and after rubbing it for a while, the knotted hair will slowly go out, but the water in the basin is not visible.

Hu Liang went to change the water, Ji's eyes fell on the face of the homeless man with his eyes closed, and he suddenly spoke.

"You got your left hand wet, right? Can you bear it, how can you scare Hu Liang? ”

The homeless man didn't respond, and she didn't need the homeless to respond, so she snorted and said to herself.

"I might as well tell you, I don't bother to care whether you are dead or alive, but now that your wounds are under mine, you have to listen to me. Give me this set again, don't think I'll care about you anymore! ”

If she is really so fooled, who can be deceived by Hu Liang's clumsy acting skills?

To be honest, Ji was a little annoyed in his heart.

Self-assertive patients are the least pleasant, and self-righteous patients are even more annoying.

How much did she worry about the homeless man's injury before and after, but the homeless man didn't take it seriously, and when she was full and had nothing to do, believe it or not, she really didn't do it when she was annoyed.

"If you want to live like this for the rest of your life, I didn't say it."

As the words fell, the homeless man's eyelids moved.

It happened that Hu Liang walked in with the changed water, and Ji also stopped talking.

After applying soap soap three times and rinsing it with water four times, it was finally washed off thoroughly.

Ji was in a hurry at the beginning, and in the end, his proficiency was about to catch up with the barber shop girl.

When I cleaned my hair and wrapped it in a dry towel, I almost asked: Big brother, do you want to get a card?

After tidying up the house again, Ji looked at the results of her and Hu Liang's busy work for half a day with satisfaction.

It's still patched clothes, and it's still full of scars, but it looks much more pleasing to the eye, and standing so close that you won't smell the smell of retreat.

The gaze circled, resting on the lower half of the homeless man's face.

Adult men, beards stubble emerge without shaving for a day, and the homeless man has been wandering outside for so long, you can imagine what it is like.

The scar on his face is scary enough to look at, and with a big beard, he looks like a thief who kills people without blinking.

Ji Youxin skipped it, but he committed obsessive-compulsive disorder, and he insisted on scraping.

Hu Liang wished that his whole face had a beard.

But Ji Du spoke, so he had to go home to get his usual knives.

Walking away Hu Liang, Ji crossed his arms to look at the homeless.

"Hey, let's talk."