Chapter 172: The children of poor families have long been in charge of themselves
Archie had the strength to do it, and quickly poured half a pot of water into the pot, lit a fire, and boiled hot water.
He has a big red basin in his house, which has been used for many years, and the stoppers have been used several times. The red color of the red basin is like the color of an old umbrella cloth, faded to a pale pink and covered with a layer of pale. The old big red basin was the tool they used for bathing.
Ah Qiao took off his wet clothes, changed into dry clothes, and "Ah Qiao" borrowed one by one, and beat happily. She hugged the clean clothes she had found for her brother and went to the kitchen to look for him.
The birds they had picked up from under the tree were piled up outside the kitchen door.
"Brother. Sneeze—your clothes, Sneeze—"
Archie hurriedly stuffed two more pieces of wood into the stove to make the fire burn more vigorously. He felt the chill to his bones, but he hadn't sneezed yet.
"Put the clothes aside, I'll go get the red basin, the water is already hot, you take a hot shower first. By the way, can you cut some ginger slices? Forget it, I'll cut it myself, so you don't have to cut it. ”
Archie chattered, and he was in a hurry. But no matter how much he chattered, it didn't affect the work of his subordinates. He quickly removed the big worn-out red plate from the wall, put it on the ground, closed the kitchen door, and turned to his sister: "Wait a minute, you can take off your clothes after I have flushed the water." ”
When I turned around, my sister was gone.
At a glance, the little figure was cutting ginger slices in front of the cutting board, and the posture of holding the knife was a little strange - she couldn't carry the knife with one hand, so she carried it with both hands instead, and it seemed that she didn't know how to cut ginger, but chop ginger.
It didn't work out badly, chopping out a small pile.
"Alright, that's it."
Archie grabbed the handful of ginger and threw it inside. Stir and start scooping the water with a scoop. Scooped back and forth, accompanied by Qiao's sneezing.
"Alright, get off."
Ah Qiao is very obedient. It's not okay if she doesn't obey, her clear water and snot have already run down her chin.
Archie was very willing to scoop up most of the water for his sister. After Ah Qiao took off his clothes and sat in, the water overflowed directly.
"Brother!" Ah Qiao exclaimed.
"It's okay, I'll take care of it."
Archie knew the way and moved a few sandbags to use as water. Satisfied, Ah Qiao shrunk up and soaked her body in hot ginger water as much as she could.
"Ahh Archie's sneeze came late, but loudly.
"Brother!" Ah Qiao looked over worriedly.
"It's okay, you come out when it's hot."
The water is actually a little hot, but Ah Qiao knows in his heart that scalding water can force out the cold. She endured the burn, and soon her skin turned red, and she looked like a cooked green shrimp.
After a while, Ah Qiao felt a layer of sweat on the tip of his nose.
"Brother, I'm sweating on the tip of my nose. I'm alright, I'm coming out. ”
Archie was already in the gang with old sheets and waiting to wipe the water droplets for his sister. Bath towels are too extravagant, and they don't have them at home.
"I'll wipe it myself, brother, go wash it."
Archie was no longer polite, the cold was clammy and cold, and he began to shiver a little.
Scooping out a few scoops of cold water, adding a few scoops of hot water, and touching the water temperature to be hot, Archie peeled off his wet clothes and jumped into the hot water.
"Phew." He let out a sigh. The head was slightly dizzy.
Ah Qiao wiped himself, put on dry clothes, drank another cup of ginger tea according to his brother's instructions, and magically stopped sneezing.
There was still some water left in the pot, and Ah Qiao carefully refilled it for her brother to put into the bathtub.
It didn't take long for a layer of sweat to break out on the tip of Archie's nose.