Chapter 7: Name the turnips
In view of the fact that Xiao Ba is the most courageous and the oldest among the children, he can set a good example for everyone, so Feng Jiuli was the first to cut his hair.
The emotionally nervous Hachi closed his eyes stiffly, his hands clenched into fists, his heart also mentioned his throat and eyes, and the blood in his whole body seemed to be coagulated.
But he was surprisingly obedient and sat in front of Feng Jiuli, motionless like a sculpture.
Feng Jiuli was also unambiguous.
She raised the sharp scissors and clicked them a few times, cutting off his frizzy exploding head with a quick movement, and the boring strands of hair fell to the ground.
Soon.
Xiaoba has become an inch head, his hair is about a centimeter short, and the live lice hidden between the ends of his hair can't be hidden.
Either they fell to the ground one after another, or they were crushed to death by Feng Jiuli one by one.
Pity.
There are no professional haircutting tools, so some parts are cut to different lengths, but it's much better than the crisp exploding head from before!
"Wow, wow, wow!"
"Starling is so pretty!"
……
The radish heads, who were still a little scared, let out exclamations, their eyes straightened, and they looked at Xiaoba's head with envy.
Xiaoba, who opened his eyes, also subconsciously touched his hair, and felt that his originally itchy and heavy head was a lot more refreshing.
He cracked his mouth and laughed happily.
However, Feng Jiuli still disliked him very much: "Go and go, go to the lake and wash yourself from head to toe!" Otherwise, don't come back! ”
Xiao Bayi, who was ordered to wash his body, left.
At this moment, all the radish heads stepped forward and wrapped themselves around Feng Jiuli: "Ninth sister and ninth sister, I also want to cut my hair, I want to look as good as starling!" ”
Feng Jiuli raised the scissors high, for fear that he would hurt them, and then his dark face rose, and he said coldly: "Okay! In the order in which they just stood out, line up one by one! ”
"Yes!"
The crowd stood obediently in a row.
There is no doubt that Xiao Qi is at the forefront.
The crybaby Xiaoyi stood at the back, his mouth was pouted, he looked like he wanted to cry but didn't dare to cry, and regretted the struggle just now.
It's a pity that there is no regret medicine in the world.
Feng Jiuli cut their hair one by one, and cut them all into board heads, and the girl was no exception. In primitive society, it was really inconvenient to have long hair!
In the future, if you have the conditions, it is not too late to let the girls have long hair.
At last.
Even Uncle Lame was itchy and asked Feng Jiuli to help him cut off the messy hair like a chicken nest, and the whole person was immediately as refreshing as rain.
As for Feng Jiuli's own explosive head.
She asked Hachi, who had been cleaned and had the boldest, to do it: "Hachi, you have just been watching from the side for so long, you should know how to help people cut their hair!" The hair of the ninth sister will be handed over to you, don't let the ninth sister down! ”
Feng Jiuli looked at him with encouragement and handed out the scissors.
"Yes!"
Hachi swallowed a little nervously, took the scissors with trembling hands, and his heart hung again, and his body seemed to be even tighter than just now.
He raised the scissors tremblingly, finally clicked, slowly cut down, and said with great concern: "Ninth sister, do you hurt?" ”
"It doesn't hurt! That's it! ”
"Hachi is great!"
Feng Jiuli knew that at this time, he should focus on encouragement and not hit his self-confidence, so he didn't hesitate to give him a thumbs up.
Hachi smiled happily again.
This time, I didn't feel so nervous, although the process was still intermittent and took a lot of time, but it was finally cut.
Hachi, who was already soft-handed, breathed a sigh of relief.
Feng Jiuli, who was as handsome as a man, felt that Xiao Ba was a plastic talent, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Xiao Ba did a good job and didn't disappoint Sister Jiu." ”
"After that, the hair cutting in the tribe will be all handed over to you! Well done! ”
"Yes, Ninth Sister!"
Hachi, who feels that he has been entrusted with a heavy responsibility, is very excited.
Finish cutting your hair.
Feng Jiuli finally had time to clean his dirty body that could rub out the "Jigong Pill".
She rubbed herself seven or eight times from head to toe, and the originally clear lake water around her was slightly blackened, and her dark skin was also rubbed black and red, and finally she gave up.
It's just that there are no shoes under my feet, and it is really inconvenient to walk, especially knocking on my feet, and I was walking slowly before, like walking on thin ice.
I thought about it.
Feng Jiuli picked up two flat stones around that were about the size of the soles of his feet, and then cut flexible rattans to tie his feet firmly to the stones.
Well, a pair of slate shoes was born!
Although the slate shoes are quite heavy and a little tiring to lift, Feng Jiuli feels that it is much more comfortable than walking barefoot, and it can also exercise the lightness of the body.
Kill two birds with one stone!
Isn't the light skill of ancient times training by tying heavy objects to your feet?
Feng Jiuli walked back and forth in homemade slate shoes, and after feeling that he was almost adapted, he went to the lake with Xiaoqi Xiaoba to catch fish.
The rest of the turnip heads and Uncle Lame study the art of drilling wood for fire on the shore.
The scene was very warm.
Seeing that the sky is getting late, the sun is thinning.
If you don't go back, it's too late, Feng Jiuli, who forked several fish in a row, greeted everyone: "It's getting dark, everyone clean up, let's go back." ”
"Yes!"
After a simple clean-up, the group walked to the cave where they lived, still Feng Jiuli opened the way in front, Xiao Qi Xiaoba broke his tail in the back, and the radish heads who walked in the middle carried more or less some things in their hands, including fish and wild fruits, as well as tools for drilling wood for fire.
"By the way, Sister Jiu, will you choose a name?"
"Even the trees by the lake have names, and I want a name, I don't want to be called Xiaoliu anymore." On the way back, Xiao Liu, who was following Feng Jiuli, was a little aggrieved.
As soon as this remark came out.
The radish heads chattered again: "Ninth sister, I also envy the tree with a name, and I also want a name." ”
"Me too!"
……
Feng Jiuli has always called them small, and he is very used to calling them, completely forgetting that they don't have a big name.
Now that Xiao Liu has proposed it, Feng Jiuli responded unceremoniously: "Okay! Ninth sister will help you choose a name! The name of the ninth sister is Feng Jiuli, from now on, you will follow the ninth sister to the surname Feng, and we will form a Feng family scout! ”
Afterwards.
I will train them from an early age, and in the near future, they will be invincible and shine! Feng Jiuli could already vaguely imagine the situation at that time.
"Good!"
"Listen to the ninth sister."
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