Wan Luo was about to cry, she didn't even know the words, how could she count these copper plates.

If it is bundled up by hanging, it is easier to count.

But these copper plates are all one by one, her eyes are all spent, and she can't count the fame.

Although Fu Chen was eating, his eyes still glanced over here from time to time.

Later, they had finished eating, and Wan Luo's copper plates were still not counted out of a hundred.

Looking at the empty bowls with only some grease stains left on the dining table over there, and then looking at the messy copper plates on the small table here, Wan Luoche was about to cry.

"I'll go and help her count, let her count by herself, probably don't think about leaving tonight." Fu Chen only felt a little pain in his head, turned his head to look at Qin Mianmian and discussed.

Qin Mianmian snorted, picked up the dishes and chopsticks and went to the yard.

If it's hot today, you don't need hot water to wash the dishes or anything, just get a bucket of water from the well and wash it out.

After she finished washing the dishes, Fu Chen was still patiently wearing copper coins with Wan Luo.

But her counting is obviously much smoother than Wan Luo's, a hundred copper plates are worn into a hanging penny, and she doesn't have a number difference at all.

Qin Mianmian only listened to it slightly, and felt that her cheap mother-in-law actually had some ability.

"Mother, when you count, you have to let Aunt Luo understand. Don't say you're bad at the time, and come back and ask for it. She glanced at Wan Luo, and said another word of advice uneasily.

"No, I'm not like that." Wan Luo's heart was weak by her, and he subconsciously touched the tip of his nose.

"Anyway, I'm still saying that, as long as this money is out of this door, I won't admit it." Qin Mianmian said again.

Wan Luoshi was happy when he heard this: "Then what if you count too much, and don't ask for it if you count too much?" ”

Qin Mianmian was also happy: "You are like your mother, don't you understand the count?" Even if she counts too much, I admit that as long as you go out of this door, I will not ask you for it. ”

When Fu Chen heard this, he raised his head, with some surprise in his eyes.

But at this time, Qin Mianmian no longer cared about them, but pulled Fu Jingbo, who was sitting next to him, out of the kitchen.

She took a wooden basin and cloth towel from the house, scooped some hot water from the pot of boiling water, and beckoned Fu Jingbo to sit down with a smile.

Fu Jingbo's bright eyes just stared at her, and he didn't ask her what she was going to do.

Fu Tian, who had just finished eating, was probably in a good mood, and he was not in a hurry to go back to the house, so he found a cool place and asked Fangfang to move a chair, so he sat there to enjoy the coolness, looking at the two people by the well with a relieved face.

Fangfang, who had finished moving the stool, was curious, and came over to see it with a limp.

"Sister, what are you doing here?" She looked at Qin Mianmian with a strange look as she soaked the cloth towel in water, and then watched her put the hot cloth towel on Fu Jingbo's face.

"Your brother's beard is too ugly, let him shave it." Qin Mianmian looked serious.

"Will you?" She looked at Fu Jingbo and asked.

Fu Jingbo's beard is not too long, and it looks like he hasn't shaved for half a year.

But because it never cares, it looks messy, like a clump of weeds.

"Shaving?" Fangfang's eyes glared at the boss: "My brother doesn't like to shave, in the past, my mother and father worked together to coax and deceive, so that I could barely cut his beard a little shorter." ”

Qin Mianmian's eyes widened: "Just cut it off?" ”

"yes, I've never seen him shave anyway, it's all cut off."

"Daughter-in-law, don't shave this beard. If you can't see it, just cut it shorter. Fu Tian over there also said.

It seems that their family is really helpless to deal with Jingbo's beard.

"Then he won't scratch himself?" Qin Mianmian was a little big-headed.

Fu Tianyuan hummed from afar: "I haven't shaved it." ”

"Okay." She sighed.

Just when Fu Tian and Fangfang thought that she was going to give up shaving and change to scissors, she took out the dagger in a flash.

"I'll shave off your beard, don't move, okay?" The voice was soft, like coaxing a milk doll that had just turned one year old.

Fang Fang looked at her in amazement, when this sister spoke softly, her voice was really gentle.

She felt gentle, but Qin Mianmian almost threw herself up.

Fu Jingbo looked at her expressionlessly, and let her put a hot cloth on her face again, and she didn't say a word.

"I'll shave you, but don't move. If you move, you will get hurt and bleed. After putting down the cloth towel in her hand, she emphasized again.

This time, Fu Jingbo snorted a word from his nose sullenly.

Fangfang was stunned again, the past two days were the most she had seen her brother talk.

In the past, Fu Jingbo often didn't bother to say a word all day.

"Then I'm going to do it, you must not move." Qin Mianmian was worried that he was not mentally intelligent enough to understand his own words, so he emphasized again.

Fu Jingbo sat precariously when he heard this, staring straight at Qin Mianmian's face with a pair of clear eyes, and everything else on his body was really motionless except for his hair.

Fang Fang didn't understand, and Fang Fang was shocked.

The brother who gave his parents the most headache in the past, the brother who didn't like to communicate with people the most, why was he suddenly so obedient now.

I don't understand, it's so strange.

The dagger in Qin Mianmian's hand was a very delicate dagger, and the blade was as long as a finger.

Small and thin, but sharp.

Although it is not as easy as the blades of later generations, it can still be controlled by Qin Mianmian's technique.

The dagger shaved lightly through the hot cloth where it had been applied, and the beard fell in clusters where it passed.

Since there was no soapy water or anything like that to lubricate and soften her beard, she had no choice but to slow down and shave little by little.

After shaving a little, apply a hot cloth towel to keep your beard soft.

With that level of carefulness, Fu Tian, who was originally a little surprised, gradually pulled out a fatherly smile.

At this moment, he seemed to have forgotten the pain on his body and the disability on his leg, just an old father who sat under the eaves and watched the love of his son and daughter-in-law.

Even Qin Mianmian himself didn't expect that Fu Jingbo, who had never shaved his beard, would be so obedient.

He remained motionless, starting with Qin Mianmian and sitting with a towel until the last bit of his beard was shaved clean.

Not only did he not move, but he didn't have any impatient expression on his face, he just stared at Qin Mianmian with clear eyes the whole time.

Except for the occasional flash of discoloration in his eyes....

When Fu Chen helped Wan Luo count the money, what he saw was a son who had been shaved clean.

"Yo, I didn't see it before, your stupid son is quite handsome." Wan Luo couldn't help but sigh when he saw it.

"Aunt Luo thinks your stupid son is handsome?" Qin Mianmian, who was packing up his things, raised his head when he heard this, and asked with a smile.

"My son is not stupid." Wan Roche was not convinced.

"Oh, it turns out that Aunt Luo doesn't like others to say that your son is stupid." Qin Mianmian nodded as if he suddenly realized, his eyes full of sarcasm.

"I'm telling the truth, I'm stupid, and I'm not going to let people say it." Wan Luo pouted unconvinced, holding the copper coin in his hand and leaving.

"You can tell the truth, okay, then I'll see Aunt Luo tell the truth in the future." Qin Mianmian added another sentence unhurriedly.

Wan Luo, who had just walked out of the yard, couldn't help but stumble when she heard this, strange, this word was not serious, why did she feel a little flustered after hearing it.