A sudden cooperation made Su Jiaojiao very happy.
Immediately there will be a big income, Su Jiaojiao is more and more generous, directly pulling the future collaborators, planning the children to go home to eat together, and help to cook by the way.
Ji Xuan did not repay her first, but gave the money in exchange to the villagers who had lent her before.
After the money was returned, her waist was straightened a lot.
Song Qinghan never commented on things at home. He listened to what Su Jiaojiao wanted to do, so when she invited a guest, Song Qinghan started to do everything, fetching water, washing vegetables, etc., except... When he recognized Ji Xuan, his eyes were cold, a little stiff, but everything else was fine.
Before cooking, Su Jiaojiao asked Ji Xuan to wipe her face. As she thought, she was a handsome man. If she wore a black willow collar around her neck, she would become a dark little puppy, but she was pretty. .
Because of this, she can't see the slightest bit of femininity.
After lowering the voice, there is no flaw at all.
I didn't eat anything very good at noon, just a little meat and duck eggs, and two braised fish, and the rice was white rice.
For Ji Xuan, this is already a great thing.
Since she came here, she has never eaten anything good. Only on her birthday, her grandfather will secretly give her an egg, and she doesn't know where she got it every time.
Ji Xuan didn't feel at ease eating this lunch. Even if Su Jiaojiao asked her to deliver food to her grandfather first, she still felt a stomach ache.
The sharp-eyed Su Jiaojiao once again served her vegetables, Ji Xuan hurriedly took the bowl and stepped back, saying, "Sister, enough is enough, I don't eat much."
"It's not much, you don't want to eat meat yourself, so I can only come." Su Jiaojiao smiled.
Ji Xuan pursed her lips, and nodded vigorously: "I'll take the meat." To express, she immediately took a piece of meat herself.
Only then did Su Jiaojiao let her go, but after a while, she quickly cooked rice, focusing on vegetables and fish.
Even so, she felt satisfied. This meal was delicious, even better than what she ate at home when she was a child. It was also the most oily food she had eaten in recent years. Even ordinary green vegetables had a layer on top of them. Oily.
After eating in a hurry, Ji Xuan put down his chopsticks and took the bowl to the kitchen. Then he said cautiously, "Sister, I'll go back first."
"Go." Su Jiaojiao saw that she was embarrassed to stay here, and she didn't force it.
When the people left, she looked at Song Qinghan and said with a smile: "When she faced me, she was like a little *white* rabbit, well-behaved, but I saw that when she traded secretly with people before, she was quite like that. awesome."
Song Qinghan nodded disinterestedly: "You helped her, it's normal."
Su Jiaojiao pouted in dissatisfaction, kicked his leg under the table, and whispered, "I want to do business with her, you can't object."
"No objection." Song Qinghan rubbed her head with her left hand, with a smile in her eyes: "Be careful, don't do it too often, it's important to save your life."
"Yeah." Su Jiaojiao nodded obediently, with a malicious smile on her face: "Qinghan, your hair has grown a lot."
"Huh?" Song Qinghan looked at Jiaojiao and waited for her next sentence.
The hair is naturally long. He was still thinking about taking time to go to town for a haircut two days ago. He was used to the short hair. At this time, the hairstyle was a bit weird, but it also added a bit of gentleness to him, as if the edge was covered by the hairstyle. part.
Su Jiaojiao's little hand stretched out, took his hand, and said coquettishly, "After dinner, can I cut your hair for you?"
"Okay." Song Qinghan responded calmly.
Su Jiaojiao was overjoyed, as expected, this task is simple!
*****
After leaving the courtyard gate, Ji Xuan couldn't help but look back, a simple small courtyard, the main room door opened, and a couple of men and women could be seen inside.
Ji Xuan smiled and walked briskly to the cowshed.
The environment of the bullpen was poor, with only one small window and dark light.
Every time she came here, Ji Xuan felt that she was out of breath, but her grandfather was here and she couldn't leave.
This time, when I entered this house, I rarely smelled the aroma of rice.
Ji Xuan smiled a little more: "Grandpa, isn't the food made by Sister Jiaojiao delicious?"
Ji Changfeng, who was already as old as a seven- to eighty-year-old man, heard that it was his granddaughter, and subconsciously softened his face, and said in a hoarse voice, "You child wants something from someone else, how can you pay it back in the future?"
After seeing his granddaughter's hairstyle and face, Ji Changfeng was stunned for a while, and said in surprise, "Why did you cut your hair?! How can you act like a boy!"
"That's right, I won't be afraid in the future. I'm a boy, and others won't bully me." Ji Xuan raised his eyebrows proudly, his movements were carefree, and he sat on the haystack, really talking to a boy. the same.
Ji Changfeng's eyelids twitched from this look. He had just eaten, and his glossy lips moved, wanting to say something.
But when he thought about his own situation, the anger suddenly vented, and he sighed: "You have grown up too, you can decide for yourself."
Ji Xuan smiled and looked at the bowl on the side. The bowl was quite big, but it was broken, and there was a gap.
Sister Jiaojiao gave her a lot of meat and rice, and also poured fish soup. Even after eating, the smell still seemed to linger in the air.
She naturally took the bowl and went out to wash.
The fifteen-year-old girl, who has not developed due to chronic malnutrition, has a flat chest, wearing ragged clothes and short hair. At first glance, she looks like a boy.
Women in the village occasionally pass by and see them, and they are surprised: "Where is this young man? He is quite energetic."
Ji Xuan became more and more calm.
After washing the dishes, when she turned back, she glanced at the direction of the mountain from afar. There were dense trees and no light could penetrate, making it very gloomy. Ordinary people would wander around at the foot of the mountain at most, never daring to go deep.
Her eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a bit of expectation and ambition.
In addition to chestnuts, there are so many good things here, all of which can be exchanged for money...
…
Su Jiaojiao knew that her hair cutting skills were not good, so she planned to bow first and then soldiers, so that Song Qinghan would be embarrassed to get angry when she saw the results.
After eating, she directly used the hot water in the back pot and waited for him to wash his hair first.
It's a pity that the imagination is beautiful, but it is actually very skinny.
There is no reclining chair in the barber shop. It is really inconvenient to lie down and wash your hair. Su Jiaojiao tried several times and failed to cover Song Qinghan's entire head with water.
Looking at the big man lying pitifully on the long bench, trying to stabilize his unsupported head, while she was so fussy, she wet his clothes with water, and finally did not wash half of it, and slapped his neck. All the veins are forced out.
She finally said with some guilt: "Why don't you come by yourself?"
Song Qinghan breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately sat up straight: "I'm coming."
He really wanted to let Jiaojiao play, but he didn't expect this position to be really uncomfortable.
Su Jiaojiao stood aside and watched with a guilty conscience.
He washed his hair very neatly. He bent down directly, took shampoo and smeared it on his head twice, then added some water, and it was foamy. After that, he washed his hair, drenched it with water, and moved quickly. And decisively, only two minutes before and after.
When Song Qinghan finished washing his hair and wiped it with a towel until it stopped dripping, Su Jiaojiao found a smoother piece of clothing to surround him, only showing his head, and began to cut his hair.
He used to be an inch head, but now it's just a little longer, just cut it short according to the length.
Su Jiaojiao held a comb in one hand and an empty hand in the other, her pretty face tense, and she was ready to say, "I'm starting."
"Well." Song Qinghan sat with his legs side by side, his back straight, his hands on his knees, and his sitting posture was very straight and standard.
After Su Jiaojiao finished speaking, she was out of breath, but she still bit her head.
With a slight "click", a section of her hair fell, and she made persistent efforts to do it again.
After a few seconds, Su Jiaojiao silently looked at the clearly different places, her heart became even more empty: [Honghong, I regret it. 】
She knew that cutting her hair was really difficult!
[Come on, Lord, think about the quest rewards! Your hair is so beautiful...] The matchmaker system cheered her up with milky voices.
Su Jiaojiao blinked, not willing to give up, she has already cut it, let's just go to the barber shop and have it repaired.
but…
She called out sweetly: "Qinghan~"
The young man with his back turned to her turned around, without the slightest worry on his face, and asked warmly, "What's wrong?"
Su Jiaojiao lay on his shoulder, leaned over and pouted, "Haha".
Song Qinghan was slightly startled, then smiled, and was about to ask for more sweetness when he saw that the person had stood up straight and was ready to continue.
He lowered his eyes, feeling the temperature remaining on his lips, his eyes flickering.
****
Daniel came over with a bowl of soup. The soup was boiled at home. He came over and gave Song Qinghan a bowl. There were two pieces of meat in it. It was a good thing. If he hadn't bought the meat, he couldn't take it out.
Daniel came over happily, but when he was about to get to Song Qinghan's yard, he saw a scene that made his teeth sour from a distance.
I saw that the little shrew who was recognized by the entire brigade was cutting her hair for Song Qinghan, but this shrew was still quite soft today, her pretty face was serious, her lips were tightly pursed, her eyes were even more serious, and she looked a little too serious. He was nervous, as if he was doing something big - but his hair was cut so well that it looked like a dog gnawed it, which was horrible.
Looking at the person whose hair was cut, he was calm, with a handsome face as calm as water, but because of the nervous little appearance of the girl behind him, he slowly evoked a doting smile, softening the slightly indifferent eyebrows and eyes.
There seems to be a strange atmosphere between these two people, which makes people unable to get in.
Daniel stood there hesitantly, and the person who had always been carefree was suddenly embarrassed to go in and disturb him.
At this moment, Song Qinghan, whose hair had been cut, had already seen him, and he waved his hand on his leg without a trace, obviously not wanting him to come in and disturb them.
Daniel shook his head rather unhappily, Song Qinghan really had a daughter-in-law and forgot his brother!
He pouted, turned around and left, suffocating the broth in one gulp, but his thoughts were still on the scene he just saw, and suddenly an envy surged from the bottom of his heart.
He has always felt that Su Jiaojiao is not worthy of Brother Qinghan, Song Qinghan is so powerful, so loyal, what does Su Jiaojiao have
She's a shrew, and she doesn't think shrew is enough.
But at this time, Daniel felt that these two people... quite matched.
…
The yard was quiet. At this point, everyone had a lunch break after eating, and no one disturbed them.
Su Jiaojiao was so focused on that hair that she didn't notice anyone coming. When she was about to knock on the door, she was chased away by her husband.
If you want to score, you can give a score even if you don't cut it well.
For half an hour, she circled around Song Qinghan for several times, and finally managed to cut all her hair. After confirming that the task was completed, she couldn't bear to look directly from her hair to his eyes. With a smile to please him, he said coquettishly:
"Qinghan, that... I'll come to town with you tomorrow to repair it."
Song Qinghan seemed a little sad when he heard the words, frowned, and hesitated: "... Really ugly?"
Su Jiaojiao swallowed her saliva and squatted down slightly. He was tall and he was sitting on her chest. She squatted down with her knees bent, and then looked again, she couldn't see the top of her head, just the face and the front. Some irregular hair is actually fine.
She opened her eyes and said nonsense: "No, you look good, and this hairstyle is okay."
Song Qinghan looked at her suspiciously: "Really?"
Su Jiaojiao covered her face and wailed, "... Fake."
It's like being bitten by a dog. If it weren't for the really good-looking face, it would be so ugly that my father wouldn't even recognize it.
Song Qinghan didn't speak, and remained silent.
His eyes were lowered, and he didn't speak. There was a sense of depression all over his body. Looking at the pitiful person, Su Jiaojiao felt guilty and almost cut his belly. He quickly took off his clothes and cleaned the broken hair on his body. want to run.
Out of sight is pure!
Just turning around, her wrist was pulled, she took two steps back and sat directly on Song Qinghan.
In the enemy camp, Su Jiaojiao's momentum was even weaker, and she held his face in guilt and apologized: "...I'm sorry, I'll accompany you to the town tomorrow to get your hair cut, and I won't harm you in the future."
The lost look on the face of the young man she was looking at made her feel distressed, making her even more embarrassed, and she wanted to slap her ass.
Of course, she herself couldn't stand the temptation of the quest reward, she deserved it!
Seeing that her pretty face was wrinkled into a bitter gourd face, Song Qinghan couldn't help laughing, she pursed her lips, frowned, and asked in a low voice, "My eyes seem to be a little uncomfortable, is there any hair falling in?"
"Ah? Let me see." Su Jiaojiao immediately opened his eyes to check.
Suddenly a hand appeared on the back of her head, and then a force-lip was bitten...
After a long time, the low and hoarse voice of the evil wolf on her lips seemed to give her an electric shock: "It's okay to continue the scourge, as long as you compensate me~"
Su Jiaojiao: "…"
As a single mother and child, Su Jiaojiao is actually a particularly incomprehensible woman. If someone said that before crossing the road, she would definitely have goosebumps on her body.
But at this moment.
Su Jiaojiao looked at the eyes that seemed to be dyed with a bit of yu, their eyes were very close, their breaths were intertwined, their lips and teeth were touching, and they were extremely ambiguous.
Hearing him say these words again, Su Jiaojiao only felt that a small heart "Bang!" exploded directly in her chest, so that she had no more strength and could only lean against his arms softly.
Her feet that were hanging in the air due to lack of length were stretched, her toes were curled up shyly, and her small white face was as red as a tomato.
It's over~
She felt like she was completely lost! ! !