Hong Xiaoduo just wanted to talk about Lu Yin, but the projection on the wall suddenly covered a snowflake, and then, it was just a white wall, and the old man's voice came intermittently: "Don't worry, I'll solve it...... Will be solved...... Will solve ......"

Yu Yin, intermittently, Hong Xiaoduo covered her forehead speechlessly, knowing that this bad old man was unreliable!

It's been a long time since I've been out of the space, and the water in the bathtub is cold, Hong Xiaoduo didn't rush out, for fear that he would just stand up and return to the space to be seen by the old curator.

Later, the water was too cold, so I had no choice but to quickly get up and wipe it indiscriminately and start dressing.

There was no hair dryer in my hair, the cotton cloth was half dry, and I remembered that I couldn't comb my hair in a bun, so I simply combed a big ponytail with the comb in the guest room.

The clothes that have been changed are wrapped in a new cloth cloth, and I plan to wait for the next meal to come back and wash it with hot scalding, and there is no need to throw it away, although there are more than ninety taels of silver on the body, but who knows if the silver will be good in the future, it is better to save some use for the time being.

Although she had contact with the old curator again this time, she didn't get down to business, but at least it showed that the old man was in a hurry to establish contact with her than her. Therefore, Hong Xiaoduo at this time is not so embarrassed when she is in a good mood.

When I opened the door, I saw two bald little girls standing at the door, one wearing a pale pink dress and the other wearing a pale yellow dress, looking at her white.

"Mother?" The two bald girls shouted embarrassedly.

"Hey, are you Xiao Yaoguang? Are you Yuheng? "It's not that they feel familiar by looking at their big eyes and voices, but I really don't dare to recognize them.

Because of long-term malnutrition, the two girls washed their heads, and after they were white, they looked thinner, and their lips were not very rosy.

"Hungry, let's go, let's go to the door and wait for Tianshu and them." Hong Xiaoduo took the changed clothes and walked out with one hand, there were many of the five boys, and they wouldn't be washed so quickly.

At the door, there were already four little bald heads waiting for them to change into new clothes.

Seeing that Hong Xiaoduo was embarrassed, he stepped forward a little twisted.

Seeing their appearance at this time, it is no wonder that Ah Kuan's kid will slander her for abducting Xiaohuazi, washing it and selling it for a good price.

After these children are washed and put on new clothes, do they really look handsome? Anyway, at first glance, it looks like a handsome guy, and Hong Xiaoduo doesn't know what words to use to describe their good looks for a while.

After waiting for a while, Tianshu was the last to come over, standing beside her with a shy smile, taking a shower and changing into a clean and new robe, and still a little uncomfortable.

The mother of the proprietor who followed closely wiped her tears with her sleeve as she walked.

"Mother-in-law, what's wrong? But they're not angry with you? Hong Xiaoduo knew that this was not the case, but still asked.

"Little lady, how can you say that there are such vicious people in the world? The children are already pitiful, and they don't treat them well, and they are all injured. The mother-in-law wept as she reached out and pulled up the sleeve of the child closest to her.

It's no wonder that she cried, after washing her arms, the new additions and old marks of purple and yellow and red were clearer.

The traces were all in the inconspicuous places on the body, except for the new wound on Tianshu's forehead.

"Uncle Tong, an old man, is also distressed." The mother-in-law said, and the tears came down in two lines.

"Mother-in-law doesn't cry, it doesn't hurt anymore." Yuheng used his sleeve to help her mother-in-law wipe her tears.

"Good boy, good boy." The mother-in-law took out a handkerchief and wiped her tears; "Originally, I listened to the little lady and you said that they were only cut short, but they were all born with lice, and the old woman simply took matters into my own hands, and called the master who shaved their heads on the street, and they all shaved them. Otherwise, it's useless to put on new clothes, and you'll be covered in a few days.

Little lady, you won't blame me, will you? ”

Hong Xiaoduo is the person who doesn't know what to do, so she hurriedly said that she was not to blame, and asked how much money she had for shaving her head, and she came out.

The mother-in-law said no, the master who shaved his head charged a penny for a bald head, and there was not much money.

Hong Xiaoduo said thank you, but she wrote down this favor in her heart.

Uncle Tong, who helped Tianshu take a bath, also walked out, dragging a big cloth bag in his hand, and when he saw Hong Xiaoduo and they were going out, he hurriedly called them out.

"Boss, what's the matter?" Hong Xiaoduo asked.

"Yes, the bag is their old clothes, and I will drag them to a place where no one is there and burn them. But should these things be thrown away? The children didn't say yes, but I didn't dare to make the decision to throw it, thinking of asking if it was still useful for you. Uncle Tong said as he raised a handful of things in his hand.

It was a sign worn by a rope, and the texture of the sign was bamboo, and there seemed to be something carved on it, but I couldn't see it clearly.

Hong Xiaoduo asked Tianshu, what is this.

Tianshu said that he didn't know, anyway, when he was sensible, he had it around his neck, and if there was an extra companion in the back, the wicked man would also make a piece to hang up.

So that's the case, no wonder no one wants to keep it.

Then don't want it, Hong Xiaoduo just wanted to say, but somehow, he hesitated for a moment, took the things in the old man's hand, and asked the children if they could remember which one they were wearing.

She looked pretty much the same, but the children were quick to identify the one they had woon.

Hong Xiaoduo thought about it, cut off the dirty string that couldn't see its original color, and left the bamboo pieces for their respective safekeeping.

I don't know if she thinks too much, but she always thinks that these things shouldn't be thrown away, and it might be useful to keep them.

Come to think of it, that wicked man didn't treat them well, and naturally he wouldn't have the kindness to make them pendants to wear. So what does it mean to do this and let them wear it?

No matter, I can't figure it out now, just keep it and think slowly.

Hong Xiaoduo walked down the street with a string of good-looking little bald heads, and now they don't have to worry about which restaurant will refuse them entry, unless they think they have made too much money.

She was hungry, but she didn't rush to find a restaurant, but first found a family doctor, and found a doctor to help Tianshu take medicine and bandage the wound on her forehead.

The anti-inflammatory and hemostatic mud she picked on the side of the road before was soaked in a bath, and the wound had not healed.

A handsome little lady with a sword and seven good-looking little bald heads, and the people in the street looked at them.

This kind of gaze is kind and curious, not like the previous dislike, a few pity, the children are still a little uncomfortable, embarrassed to bow their heads, and some of them walk with the same feet and hands.

Hey, what's the best way to take the kids to eat?

Hong Xiaoduo looked at the roadside restaurants, noodle restaurants, steamed bun shops, and wonton stalls and was entangled.

"What do you all want to eat?" She decided to ask the children.

"It's good to have steamed buns." Tianxuan said first.

"Wonton soup, hot and fresh." Kaiyang also said.

The next food that the other children said, Hong Xiaoduo listened to it very uncomfortable, what kind of baked baked cakes, that cheap, what kind of noodle soup.

In short, except for the steamed buns and wonton soup at the beginning, which are slightly more normal, what is left to say is what others don't think is good and won't want to eat, in their eyes, it is a delicacy that has been waiting for a long time.

Watching a few children frequently look at the steamer that sells steamed buns, Hong Xiaoduo thought of what to take them to eat.

As soon as he walked to the bun shop, a rich boy stopped in front of Hong Xiaoduo, smiling very atrophiedly: "Oh, where did this little lady come from, with seven little bald heads, where is this going?" Do you want my brother to take you to a good place to play? ”

Seeing that a few steps further is the steamed bun shop, looking at the steaming steamer, which is full of chubby and fragrant meat buns, but there are people who are in a bad mood for others?

The fire in Hong Xiaoduo's heart jumped up.

Didn't you see a teahouse next to you, two young men sitting by the window, one was about to stand up and come over, the other said don't be impatient, don't be nosy, don't see people wearing swords at their waists......