That night with Sun around, Tan actually had a solid sleep.

The next morning, Lao Wang's family was carrying gongs and drums, crying and wailing as they sent Shuan Zi's mother's coffin up the mountain for burial, while Yang Ruoqing came to the old house.

It was not to visit Tan, but mainly to see Sun and rescue Sun from the east room.

As soon as she entered the door of the east room, she saw Mrs. Tan sitting on the bed, and Mrs. Sun kneeling on the bed behind Tan, combing her hair.

When Tan combs his hair, he likes to use a comb to dip some oil into his hair and then comb it through his hair. The hair he combs this way is really smooth and there is almost no mess.

But the hair oil itself is greasy, and Tan cannot wash her hair every day, so washing her hair once every seven or eight days is very good for farmers.

He is an old man, so over time, Tan's hair began to smell of oil.

It was a product of metabolism, a new smell that was produced after fermentation with hair oil. Yang Ruoqing didn't like that smell.

So when she entered the east room and saw Mrs. Sun combing Mrs. Tan's hair, she stood directly at the door without bothering to go any further.

"Mom, when I came over, Xiaoduo was already cooking breakfast. You comb my hair for a long time and go home to have breakfast. Feng'er has missed you!" Yang Ruoqing said.

Sun smiled lovingly at Yang Ruoqing and said, "Okay."

Mrs. Tan heard Yang Ruoqing's voice and said, "Qing'er, you said so many things to scare me yesterday. Look, I slept pretty well last night."

"It seems that these nine Taoist priests have done a good job in their rituals and have saved Shuanzi Niang, so they won't bother me anymore."

Yang Ruoqing twitched her lips and said, "That's best. My mother doesn't have to suffer here. Mother, you don't have to come tonight. My milk is safe."

Mrs. Sun smiled and remained silent.

Soon, Mrs. Sun combed Mrs. Tan's hair, "Mom, can you feel it and see if it can be combed like this?"

Sun asked cautiously.

Mrs. Tan reached out and touched it twice, then frowned.

"The two sides are not in the same line. One side is high and the other is low. If it's not good, it's not good. I'll take this side apart and comb it again." Tan said.

Mrs. Sun then took off the side of her bun that was not up to standard and combed it again.

Yang Ruoqing looked a little unhappy and was about to speak when Mrs. Sun noticed it and quickly spoke to her: "What about that, Qing'er, go and get a basin of warm water for your breast. After combing your hair, you will breastfeed."

It’s time to rinse your mouth and face.”

Yang Ruoqing stood there, not wanting to move, and Mrs. Sun winked at her.

Yang Ruoqing curled her lips and had no choice but to walk to the washstand, pick up the earthen basin and go to Zhao Liuer's kitchen.

Zhao Liu'er was pregnant a few years ago, but she hasn't shown her pregnancy yet. She was cooking rice in the kitchen, cooking pots and pans, very neatly.

From time to time, I have to take care of Hong'er who is playing nearby.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing coming in with a familiar earthenware basin, Zhao Liuer smiled and said, "How about getting some water for the milk? Give me the basin, the hot water just boiled in the morning in the earthenware jar."

Yang Ruoqing said: "I'll scoop it up myself. You're pregnant, so you'd better be more careful and take your time when you get up."

Zhao Liuer stood aside and said with a smile: "It's okay, I have strong bones."

"By the way, is the third aunt combing our grandma's hair?" she asked again.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Yes, the old lady is already that old. Her eyes are blind and her legs and feet are weak. You said she stays in the house every day, and she still has such high requirements for her bun."

"Hey, a woman wants to please her own appearance. Does she want to show it to my father? It's a pity that my father may not be able to appreciate it..."

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's teasing words, Zhao Liu'er also pursed her lips and smiled.

"I was the one who combed her hair some time ago. I also combed and uncombed it all morning. It was really difficult to satisfy her in one step!"

"I just hope that the weather will warm up soon. When spring comes, her arm joints will no longer hurt. Then she will be able to comb her hair by herself, which will save us trouble," she said.

Yang Ruoqing nodded repeatedly, "The little old lady does have a lot to do. Okay, the water is ready. I'll bring it to her first. You're busy."

Zhao Liuer said: "Go ahead and be careful at the threshold."

In the east room, Yang Ruoqing was carrying water and just entered the door when she heard Mrs. Sun cautiously asking Mrs. Tan: "Mom, I have changed it like you said Feng'er did. Can you touch it again?"

Mrs. Tan raised her hand and touched it, then shook her head like a rattle.

"No, no, this place is still not very smooth. If you want it to feel smooth, you can touch it yourself. This place is too tight!"

Mrs. Tan took Mrs. Sun's hand and touched her head.

Here, Yang Ruoqing put the earthen basin in her hand on the table with a bang, then went straight to the bed, and while pulling Sun off the bed,

He also took the comb from Sun's hand and stuffed it into Tan's hand.

"Come on, comb it yourself. It's just a few hairs. I've been tossing and turning all morning. Are you done with them?"

After hearing Yang Ruoqing's scolding, Mr. Tan also got into trouble.

"The day's plan is in the morning. Why does it bother you if I comb my hair? Does it have to be messy like a madman?" asked Tan.

Yang Ruoqing said: "You're not in my way, but you're bossing my mother around like this, combing, taking it apart, and combing it again. Even the bride who's waiting to get into the sedan chair doesn't have to waste your time on her hair.

A lot of effort!”

"You are an old lady who never leaves the house. She just needs to comb her hair. You are fine. My mother has a lot of things to do at home. Feng'er is still waiting for his grandma to come back to feed her!

"

After saying these words, Yang Ruoqing turned around, took Sun's hand and turned around to leave.

Sun said: "You haven't washed your face yet!"

Yang Ruoqing said: "Let her think of her own way. When she washes her face, she will come up with 18 tricks. She is not Lafayette. If she doesn't take care of her, she will not take good care of her!"

She dragged Madam Sun out of the east room, ignored Madam Tan's scolding and shouting in the east room behind her, and went straight to the west room opposite to knock on Madam Liu's door.

"Fourth aunt, fourth aunt, my grandma asked you to come over and serve her. She's getting mad. You should go quickly!"

Mrs. Liu had just woken up. She went to Lao Wang's house last night to watch the excitement and didn't come back to sleep until very late.

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's knock on the door, and hearing Tan's scolding in the east room opposite, Liu really thought that Tan was scolding her, and she woke up with a startle.

"Come on, come on, take a pee!"

Hearing Mrs. Liu's response, Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows at Mr. Sun: "Mom, it's time to change the shift. Come back with me!"

After pulling Ms. Sun back, Ms. Sun immediately went to the backyard to find Feng'er and feed Feng'er.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Feng'er's rice has been fed to Xiaohua Xiaoduo a long time ago. Mom, go wash your face and have breakfast. When you're done, you're not allowed to go anywhere this morning. Just go back to the house to catch up on your sleep."

"I'm not sleepy..." said Sun.

Yang Ruoqing said: "The circles under your eyes are dark, and your eyes are bloodshot. How can you say you're not sleepy?"

Mrs. Sun raised her hand and touched her face, "It's really okay."

"Mom, please don't lie to me. I'm the royal mother. She definitely didn't let you sleep well last night. Just be obedient and lie down for a while. There's nothing else going on at home right now."
Chapter completed!