village pigwoman

The others were almost finished eating, Yao'er noticed that Zhao Yuanle didn't drink the soup, so he quietly walked over to pick up Zhao Yuanle's noodle bowl.

"Sister, I'll help you drink the soup."

Zhao Yuanle: "Huh?"

She took the noodle bowl over quickly: "This is too spicy, you can't drink it."

Zhao Yuanlan wondered, "Why don't you drink soup?"

Zhao Yuanle was slightly taken aback.

So, do you want soup for noodles?

He Ju also wondered: "Why do you keep the soup? You put so much oil and salt in it, and you don't want to drink it?"

Only then did Zhao Yuanle see that even Zhao Ercheng drank the soup from a bowl, and even Yao'er drank his white water noodle soup, but she didn't drink it.

Under everyone's gaze, Zhao Yuanle silently picked up the bowl and drank the soup.

Yao'er at the side watched, with disappointment written all over her face.

Zhao Yuanlan went to wash the dishes, while Zhao Yuanle went into the kitchen, lit the big stove, washed the big iron pot again, filled it with water, and started to boil water.

Zhao Yuanlan was washing the dishes, and she didn't understand Zhao Yuanle's insistence on washing her hair and taking a shower at night.

"Why don't you wash it during the day?"

Zhao Yuanle: "Because I just want to wash clean at night, then go to bed and sleep comfortably until dawn."

Saying that, Zhao Yuanle looked at Zhao Yuanlan.

Zhao Yuanlan stopped: "What are you doing?"

Zhao Yuanle: "You have to wash me too."

Zhao Yuanlan: "I washed it when I fell into the field."

Zhao Yuanle: "Shampoo your hair."

Zhao Yuanlan: "I don't have lice. Besides, I don't wash my hair at night, and my head will hurt."

Zhao Yuanle: "I'll change the sheets, quilt covers and pillowcases later, if you don't wash them, I'll kick you down."

Zhao Yuanlan: "..."

Muttering a word about poverty, Zhao Yuanlan washed the dishes in a few strokes, scooped out the hot water from the small boiling water pot over there and washed her hair.

He Ju was upset when she saw this.

"Cold to death all of you."

In the kitchen, Zhao Yuanle stuffed the firewood into the big stove, and the fire burned vigorously, and then went into the room where she and Zhao Yuanlan slept, and changed all the sheets, quilts and pillowcases.

After finishing all this, Zhao Yuanle went back to the kitchen to add more firewood, and then washed one of the large bathtubs with clean water and plant ash, and then cleaned it again.

After doing this, the hot water she boiled was also cured.

Zhao Yuanle rolled up his sleeves, put the tub in the middle of the sleeping room, and brought a large bucket of cold water into it, then filled the bucket with hot water from the cauldron and poured it into the tub.

This big bathtub, which can be called a bath tub, has enough water. Zhao Yuanle tried the water temperature, and it was still hot to the touch, which was enough.

Zhao Yuanle filled the kettle with the hot water left in the cauldron, poured some cold water in, and used the residual heat of the firewood to boil water for others to wash their feet.

Finally... Zhao Yuanle walked into the room, closed the door, and took out a piece of soap.

This was given to her by Zhao Yuanxi before leaving. Because of an accident, she couldn't buy soap, shampoo, etc., so Zhao Yuanxi gave her his own.

Taking off his clothes and untying his hair, Zhao Yuanle soaked himself in the hot water, and the half-full water reached the edge of the board in no time.

"Wow…"

Now her whole body is unbelievably warm, and the heat gathers towards her heart, and she relaxes from the scalp to the toes.

After soaking like this for a while, Zhao Yuanle began to observe his body.

I haven't bathed for so long. Although there is no obvious dirt on the surface, the mud will come down when I rub it with my hands.

Zhao Yuanle buried her head in hot water, wet her hair completely, and then began to wash her hair with soap. After washing, she began to rub mud for herself seriously.

He never spared any part of his body, rubbing the mud conscientiously.

She didn't put soap on her body until she had rubbed her whole body clean. After that, she buried herself in the water, and stood up after feeling the warmth of the hot water for the last time.

Even though her pigskin had improved to a certain extent, she still couldn't help shivering at this moment.

At this moment, a piece of wood on the beam fell in front of Zhao Yuanle.

Zhao Yuanle looked up at the beam.

Cobwebs crawled around the corners of the beams, and you could directly see the tiles and wood of the roof, as well as the beam, on which dust had fallen again.

"Ugh…"

Zhao Yuanle felt that when he had money in the future, it was necessary to renovate his residence.

After thinking about it, she dried her body very quickly and put on her clothes, then picked up the water bottle next to her.

The hot water in the kettle has dropped to a suitable temperature, and she can use the water in the kettle to wash her hair.

After finishing all these, Zhao Yuanle wrapped her hair with a cotton handkerchief, and after putting away the dirty clothes, she opened the door.

The temperature outside the door was several degrees lower than inside. Taking a deep breath, she saw a few people outside the door.

He Ju lit the stove, pulled Zhao Yuanlan to roast her hair by the stove, and at the same time twisted Zhao Yuanlan's unroasted hair with a dry handkerchief.

Seeing Zhao Yuanle come out, He Ju hurriedly called Zhao Yuanle to go and bake his hair.

Zhao Yuanle first picked up the big bath tub and poured the bath water into the vegetable field beside the house.

The temperature outside was even colder, Zhao Yuanle had goosebumps all over his skin.

She put the tub back and set it against the wall.

After doing this, she sat down by the stove to dry her hair.

It's still too inconvenient at this time, and there is not even a hair dryer.

As it is cold now, I can only wash my hair when the sun is out during the day.

But I have to be busy during the day, with all kinds of things, and it's not easy to run around with disheveled hair.

That's why many people here don't wash their hair when it's cold, and the hair is greasy one by one. During the day, it also reflects the sunlight, which can be seen from far away.

At that time, Zhao Yuankang said that it is better to cut short hair for this reason. Whether it is cold or hot, short hair can be washed at any time, which is not as restricted as before with long hair.

Yao'er sat aside, playing with a slingshot by candlelight.

He smelled the soap on Zhao Yuanle's body and moved over.

"Sister, it smells so good."

Zhao Yuanlan: "I used soap, and my eldest sister took it."

Zhao Yuanle hugged Yao'er and kissed her, then looked at Zhao Yuanlan: "I wanted to ask you if you want soap, so you wash it yourself."

Zhao Yuanlan frowned.

"I don't like to use this. How good it is to wash with rice water. This stuff burns my eyes."

Zhao Yuanle: "Just be careful."

Zhao Yuanlan still shook her head.

"It's full of bubbles, it's not comfortable, and it's easy to bleed into the ears and eyes, and it's very hot."

Zhao Yuanle didn't bother to say any more.

She lowered her head and asked Yao'er: "Does your sister smell good?"

Yao'er nodded: "Fragrant."

Zhao Yuanle: "From then on, you have to wash your hair and take a bath frequently, and use soap, which is fragrant, so that you can hug your sister, and other little girls will like it."

After hearing this, Yao'er frowned and thought about it, and said seriously: "I don't like Xiaomeiwa, I only like you."