Coming out of the quilt, Yun Xiu put the cold clothes on his body, and sighed while putting them on, with a trace of imperceptible memories and sadness in his eyes.

If she hadn't crossed over, she would have celebrated the New Year with her grandparents today.

I don't know if they can have a good year when she's gone.

"Daughter-in-law, what are you stunned about? Get up. ”

Zhao Zhengyang came back with firecrackers, and as soon as he entered the house, he saw Yun Xiu sitting stupidly in the quilt with the head of the chicken nest in a daze.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell? ”

Zhao Zhengyang asked casually, and then felt that something was not quite right. After all, she had never been so listless these days.

"Nope."

Hearing this, Yun Xiu raised his head and glanced at Zhao Zhengyang, then shook his head. Stretched out his legs from the quilt, got out of bed and put on his shoes, and then lifted the iron kettle on the stove and mixed it with the remaining half bowl of cold water from last night, a bowl of underwater belly, Yun Xiu covered his stomach and ran around Zhao Zhengyang towards the door.

When she came back again, Zhao Zhengyang had already prepared warm water for her to wash her face and brush her teeth.

Yun Xiu brushed her teeth first, then washed her face, and when she soaked her hair with water, Zhao Zhengyang suddenly came over and took the comb in her hand.

"Let me give you a hairpin bun today."

Belch......

Yunxiu suddenly heard Zhao Zhengyang say this, and was stunned for a moment.

"Do you know how to hairpin your hair?"

Some time before coming to this world, Yun Xiu didn't know how to wear hairpins, so every time she directly coiled her hair behind her head. When she had the memory of Su Yunxiu in her mind, she learned to hairpin.

Since she didn't have any jewelry, she wore some simple hairpins.

But even some simple buns are not simple. How could Zhao Zhengyang be?!

"A little bit."

Hairpin hairpin, he won't.

But for a while, he didn't observe the cloud embroidered hairpin.

I learned a little bit of the skin.

However, he was not completely sure, so when he heard Yun Xiu ask him, he was still a little nervous.

Yun Xiu heard Zhao Zhengyang say this, withdrew her surprised eyes, didn't say anything more, handed him the comb, and let him clumsily comb her hair.

Zhao Zhengyang's hair combing skills, as he said, will only be a little bit.

This little bit really made Yunxiu not want to complain.

Yunxiu thinks that her black hair is smooth and shiny, and it is very easy to comb, even if it is messy into a chicken nest, it is good to comb it twice.

But he combed it twice, and almost didn't pull her scalp off.

"You soak some warm water in your messy hair, so it's easier to comb it."

"Oh, good."

Zhao Zhengyang was full of confidence at first, but he combed and combed, and he also knew that he had hurt Yunxiu, and now when he heard Yunxiu say this, he hurriedly did it.

Sure enough, after the messy hair was stained with water, it was much easier to comb.

Zhao Zhengyang breathed a sigh of relief, and then he was about to give Yun Xiu a haircut. Pan Yun embroidered the hair bun that was often coiled, which was not too difficult, but Zhao Zhengyang coiled it three times before the bun did not fall apart.

Yun Xiu also had patience, and kept sitting on the stool, letting Zhao Zhengyang tinker.

When the bun was ready, Yun Xiu reached out to hand the wooden hairpin that she had held for a long time to Zhao Zhengyang, and at this moment, she obviously felt that another hairpin was inserted into her bun by Zhao Zhengyang.

Yun Xiu was stunned for a moment, and reached out to touch it.

I was touching a carved hairpin.

As soon as he touched the hairpin, Yun Xiu smiled. After doing it for a long time, Zhao Zhengyang suddenly wanted to comb her hair, it turned out that he wanted to give her a hairpin.