After Song Huai'an, who paid attention, cleaned up the broken temple according to what the little girl said.

Although there is only one broom that sweeps the bald, it can barely be used, and although the house looks neat, it always smells strange musty.

Song Huai'an found the source of the musty smell, which was actually the dirty clothes of the little girl and Kou Jingyu.

There was no soap or soap corner here, so Song Huai'an used water to sweep all the clothes twice. Although she was very tired, fortunately there were not many things for girls and fools, and now that the weather was good, she cleaned up all the thin clothes, and she should be able to do it soon.

In the past, Song Huai'an lived alone, and she had to do a lot of things by herself, and she was not a young lady who didn't touch the spring water.

It wasn't until late in the evening that the girl and Kou Jingyu came back with some packages.

As they walked back into the house, they were both stunned.

What's going on with this full house of refreshment?

Song Huai'an, who was lying on the bed and staring, opened his eyes when he heard the sound, and when he saw the two gray-faced clay figures coming in, he immediately pressed his forehead, snatched the package in their hands and put it on the bench, then turned his head to find two sets of clean clothes, and then pushed the two who were still sluggish into the courtyard together.

"What are you doing?" The girl finally reacted at this time, and she looked at Song Huai'an dissatisfiedly with a pair of round eyes, "This is my home!" ”

Song Huai'an was a little disappointed by this gaze, but in the end he straightened his waist and pole, pointed to the wooden barrel in the courtyard with his hand, and then lifted the clothes that were drying in his hand.

"You two, you have to be cleaned today before you can enter the house!"

Since you're not asking for food, why are you dressing up like a Hanako every day?

Song Huaian has already made up her mind to stay, and in return, she will also take responsibility for taking care of these two guys.

A little ghost, a fool.

When the girl heard Song Huai'an's words, her mouth pouted, and she muttered, "I have to chop wood tomorrow, it's going to be dirty anyway......"

"Then wash it too."

Song Huai'an was serious, then glanced at Kou Jingyu who was standing on the side, and then pulled the big fool out of the courtyard and let him sit on the steps outside the gate.

"You're here, don't run around, I'll let you in later."

Kou Jingyu rested his hands on his knees obediently and nodded obediently at Song Huai'an.

Back in the yard, the little girl seemed to want to resist, but unfortunately after all, it was a child who couldn't fight Song Huai'an for the time being, and finally she was picked up, and sat on a small stone and asked Song Huai'an to clean up a bucket of water.

Just by opening the knot of her hair, Song Huai'an wasted a lot of attention, and when she finally cleaned up the girl, Song Huai'an put on clean clothes for her with a smile.

"You girl, you look pretty good."

With wheat-colored skin, big eyes, a straight little nose, and pink lips, as long as she doesn't grow crippled in the future, she is a first-class beauty.

It's a pity that this good girl didn't live in a good family, and she had to be self-reliant at a young age.

Thinking about it, Song Huaian touched her little head.

"My name is Song Huai'an, what's your name?"

The girl lowered her head, but the tips of her ears were a little red, and at this time she also knew that the woman in front of her was probably not a fool, but, it seems, people are a little bit good.

"My name is Little Joe."

After speaking, the little ghost raised his head and glanced at Song Huaian, and touched his face again, "But everyone calls me a girl." ”

"Then I'll call you Little Joe from now on." Song Huai'an smiled, put a clean towel cloth on top of the little girl's head, and rubbed her wet hair.

After tidying up Xiao Qiao, Song Huaian walked outside the courtyard gate with his back hammered, and saw Kou Jingyu, who seemed to be counting ants.

It's nothing to bathe a girl.

Do you really want to give such a big man a bath?

Song Huai'an fell into a choice.

Thinking that this guy was in such a situation and objectively had something to do with her, Song Huaian sighed without sighing.

In general, she is not an ancient woman who wants to die or live for the sake of discipline, anyway, she doesn't know what men have.

Wash, must wash!

made a good decision, Song Huaian pulled Kou Jingyu to the yard, fortunately, the fool still cooperated with him to take off his clothes and sit down obediently to rub the mud by himself, Song Huaian only had to be responsible for drenching him.

The sky was getting dark, and Song Huaian could only vaguely see the outline of the man's body in front of him, which was excellent, saving the eyes of a long needle.

It was okay at first, but when I washed my hair, the water always poured into Kou Jingyu's eyes, and this fool kept complaining, what lady is not considerate, what lady does not hurt me, what lady does not ......

I heard that Song Huaian just wanted to beat people, but he couldn't meet a fool.

"Forget it, you close your eyes and bow your head."

Kou Jingyu is still obedient, and Song Huaian can only vent his temper on this fool's hair.

In the evening, the weather cooled down, and there was a faint coldness on the skin blown by the light wind, although the fool didn't complain anymore, Song Huai'an still sped up his movements, washed almost it, and draped his clothes on this Kou Jingyu.

"Dress yourself, dress yourself and go to the house to eat."

After cleaning up the two big living people, it was more tiring than cleaning up the whole room, Song Huaian returned to the room and lay down on the bed.

"What's wrong with you?"

Xiao Qiao held a steamed bun in his hand, stood up and glanced at Song Huai'an on the bed. Although she still has shabby clothes on her body, she is a little unaccustomed to being clean now.

Song Huai'an waved her hand, waited for a while before sitting up again, and after a while, the little fool also entered the house, she saw Xiao Qiao and Kou Jingyu squatting in front of the bench to eat steamed buns, and smiled bitterly, the three of them gathered here, but the real family had nothing on the four walls.

No, she still has a hundred taels of silver.

"Aren't you coming to dinner?"

"Eat, of course."

Hearing Xiao Qiao call her, Song Huaian turned over and got off the bed, but she cleaned up all day, tired and had back pain.

Biting the steamed bun, Song Huai'an squatted between the girl and the fool, "In the future, we will be a family, you can call me Sister Huai'an." ”

In his previous life, Song Huai'an was twenty-five years old, and being a sister was not a good idea.

Xiao Qiao was about to nod when he heard this, but suddenly thought of something and paused, "Then, don't you be a fool?" ”

Silly?

Song Huai'an then remembered that the girl had been calling this Kou Jingyu stupid melon.

"Girl, you are still young, you must know that getting married is to be ordered by your parents, but you don't marry casually, you have to be careful in the future, don't be deceived by any kid's rhetoric."

Xiao Qiao listened to the bite of the steamed bun and didn't speak, but Kou Jingyu, who had been eating a lot, suddenly put down the steamed bun and pursed his mouth, as if he was in a temper.

Song Huai'an only thought it was funny, but he didn't pay attention to it at all.

"Obviously, you have seen me through......"

After not attracting attention for a long time, Kou Jingyu racked his brains and began to complain.

"Also...... I took off my clothes and touched my back, my face, my hair, and my ......."

Song Huai'an heard that the corners of his forehead were abrupt, and he couldn't imagine that this fool would have two more hits, but she Song Huai'an was not a serious woman from a good family, would she be afraid of these?