After taking a bath, she felt much more comfortable, and she took a wooden basin, which her original father had made for her, specifically for washing her face and hair.
Zhao Jing reached out and touched the messy hair on her head. It felt like dead grass.
He sighed helplessly and murmured in a low voice: "What a pity for my long, silky hair."
There was nostalgia in her tone. She liked her hair very much before she wore books. She had to take care of it several times a month, as well as her hands.
Looking at it now, this gap gave her a little heartache.
I washed my hair with a fragrance-free brand-name shampoo. I felt much more comfortable and energetic.
After putting out the fire on the stove, Zhao Jing returned to the room and took a look at the bedding and pillows on the kang. They were a bit dirty. Zhao Jing frowned.
He rolled up the bedding and pillows and put them aside. He took out a set of beddings from the space that were darker and looked old, and re-layed them. He took out another pillow. Except for the color, which was a bit unsightly, they were all the same as those of this era.
There's no difference, as long as you don't look inside.
As soon as Zhao Jing was satisfied, she climbed onto the kang, took something to dry her hair, and then lay down to sleep.
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Early the next morning, the big loudspeaker in the village rang early.
This was to remind every household to get to work. Zhao Jing got up in a daze, with a confused look on her face.
After a while, he fell down again and continued to sleep.
It's not her fault. This body is too tired. When the original body was here, it basically didn't rest much. Later, it got sick, and after all the hard work, its body functions were also tired.
Not long after Zhao Jing fell asleep, Wang Guihua came in a hurry, but the door was locked and she couldn't get in.
I was worried that something would happen to Zhao Jingyi, but I was also afraid that she would be resting and I would disturb her, so I would knock on the door for a while or not.
Just when she was in trouble, two girls about twelve or thirteen years old came not far away.
Looking at Wang Guihua from a distance, the two sisters stopped, with a hint of guilt flashing in their eyes.
Wang Guihua didn't notice anyone behind her, and she was debating whether to knock on the door or not.
The two sisters at the back were a little scared and guilty.
The girl, who was wearing a white washed dress with a few patches on it, was a little shorter than the girl next to her and said with some fear: "Sister, it's Aunt Guihua, do we still want to go?"
Before the taller girl could speak, Wang Guihua turned around and happened to see the two of them.
His face suddenly darkened: "Zhao Di, Lai Di, what are you two doing here?"
These two are sisters, biological sisters. Zhao Zhaodi and Zhao Laidi are cousins of Zhao Jingyi's father. Logically speaking, they should be closer than others.
However, their lineage began to become unreasonable when it came to her grandfather's generation, and they were even more disliked by people in the village.
Zhao Zhaodi and Zhao Laidi did not expect that Wang Guihua would suddenly turn around. The two sisters were startled and shouted guiltily: "Aunt Guihua, we are here to see Aunt Zhao..."
Wang Guihua still doesn't understand. She heard someone in the village say before that her family was thinking about her aunt's house. Yesterday her aunt was ill and no one came. Today, the two sisters appeared here early in the morning. She also
I don’t understand anything, and my face looks even uglier.
"My aunt is still resting. You should go back. Don't come over and disturb my aunt if you have nothing to do."
Zhao Zhaodi and Zhao Laidi were so frightened that they nodded quickly: "Yes, yes, I, we will go back right now."
With that said, Zhao Zhaodi pulled her sister and ran back, as if there was something scary behind her.
Wang Guihua watched the two sisters run away and spat hard in the direction they left.
He couldn't help but cursed again: "You black-hearted bitch."
But in my heart, I also thought that I would ask my little girl to come over and shout, so that if anything happened, I would know immediately.
Around noon, Zhao Jing woke up, stretched and rubbed her face before sitting up from the kang.
Looking at the sun outside, she woke up and felt her stomach. She was a little hungry. As for what happened outside in the morning, she didn't know anything about it.
Climbing down from the kang, he unpacked the bedding piled on the other end of the kang last night, took it out and put it in a wooden basin, and then dried and washed it after eating.
After a brief wash, Zhao Jing returned to the room, took out the sweet potato porridge that she had put away last night, grabbed a bottle of milk, and pickles, and started eating.
Zhao Jing was not fast when she ran out of food, but because her body's appetite was so small, she felt full without eating much, so Zhao Jing took a handful of things and put them into the space.
Just as he was about to go out to wash his quilt cover and clothes, there was a knock on the door and Zhao Xiaozhen's shout.
"Auntie, I'm here to find you. Are you awake?"
Zhao Xiaozhen stood outside the door, her long, slightly yellow hair tied casually behind her back.
As soon as Zhao Jing came out of the room, she hurriedly walked over to open the door and suddenly remembered that this little girl said she came in to find her last night.
If it really came, Zhao Jing twitched the corner of her mouth, then she would not be able to use the things in the space to wash clothes.
Zhao Xiaozhen walked in with a smile on her face: "Auntie, have you just woken up? Are you still dizzy? Are you hungry?"
When Zhao Jing faced her three consecutive questions, she was stunned for a moment, shook her head and said seriously: "No, I'm not dizzy, and I'm not hungry."
Zhao Jingyi couldn't explain how she felt when she was suddenly cared about. She hadn't had anyone care about her for more than ten years. In the past two days, someone had been caring about her. This feeling was strange.
But she doesn't reject it.
Zhao Xiaozhen blinked. Her mother asked her to call her great-aunt to their house for dinner, but she hadn't spoken yet.
Zhao Xiaozhen asked: "Auntie, have you eaten?"
Zhao Jing nodded: "Yes."
Zhao Xiaozhen was a little disappointed. What should she do after eating? Her mother asked her to take her great-aunt back for dinner.
Zhao Jing didn't understand what was going on with Zhao Xiaozhen. She pursed her lips and asked unnaturally: "Have you eaten?"
When Zhao Xiaozhen heard Zhao Jing ask herself, she was no longer so disappointed. She shook her head: "No, my mother asked me to come over and ask you to come back with me for dinner."
She happened to go back to eat since she had not eaten, so that she could wash clothes, and she felt relieved.
Zhao Jing nodded and said, "Then you can come back after you go back to eat. I'm already well and can take care of myself."
Zhao Xiaozhen didn't know what Zhao Jingyi was thinking, so she touched her belly, hesitated for a moment, and nodded: "Well, great aunt, I'm going back. I'll be back later."
Zhao Jing nodded: "Okay."
Zhao Xiaozhen skipped away, and Zhao Jing closed the door and walked to the yard to scoop water from the jar into the wooden basin.
I took out the laundry detergent, washing powder and some other miscellaneous things, and poured some into them.
Started washing the clothes and quilt cover. As for the quilt core inside, it was already hung on the bamboo pole, just enough to block some of the sun from her.
Zhao Jing washed things very quickly and carefully, because Zhao Xiaozhen was coming later, so she couldn't be too slow, otherwise she wouldn't be able to explain the things in the basin later.
After washing and running water two or three times, she hung up the clothes and quilt to dry. After rinsing away the foam on the floor, Zhao Jing went back to the room and simply tidied up and wiped them clean.
There aren't many things, so it's not troublesome to pack them up. It's just that the paper on the windows is rotten and basically unusable.
Zhao Jingyi silently made a note that she could ask Zhao Xiaozhen later if her brother was going to town, and give him money to ask him to bring some back for her.
After cleaning up, Zhao Jing came to the door of the room where her parents slept, hesitated for a moment, opened the door, and walked in.
The things in the house are the same as in the memory, but the parents are no longer here.
The remaining emotions in Zhao Jing's body suddenly came up, her eyes were slightly red, and she felt very uncomfortable.
Everything here made her feel strange, yet very familiar. This emotion made Zhao Jing extremely uncomfortable.
In her mind, she also recalled the time in her previous life when she lost her parents overnight.