In the guest room, Ajia was waiting happily when the door rang. She grabbed a lock of hair on her temples, lowered her eyes and smiled shyly. Han Shaer sat her down, took off the plaster, put on a new one, and said: "Tomorrow night When the dirty stuff comes out, just wipe it clean and it’ll be fine.”
Ajia's nose felt sour and her eyes were filled with tears as she said, "Brother, the miracle doctor, you will leave tomorrow and you won't care about Ajia anymore, right?"
Han Shaer scratched her nose and said with a smile: "What a chance, Master will definitely show you the roots! Silly girl, don't cry, come on, sit down, Master will help you get it right."
Ajia sat cross-legged obediently, while Han Shaer stood behind her, stroking her back with both hands to ventilate her blood. At first, she was afraid of a weak heart, so she didn't dare to do anything.
After pressing it for a while, Ajia farted loudly. She was so embarrassed that she buried her head and her face turned red. Han Shaer saw that she had a hairpin on her head and asked in confusion: "Sister apprentice, how old are you?" La?"
Ajia replied softly: "It's time to get haircut, I turned fifteen last month!"
She turned fifteen last month, more than half a year younger than herself. She was right when she called her apprentice sister - Han Shaer was even more confused. Didn't she have haircuts only when she was sixteen? Why did the girl in the valley come a year early? Because she asked: " Having hairpins here is not the same thing as getting married, right?"
"It's the same thing!" Ajia's face became cloudy again. She told Han Shaer that her wife once persuaded Donghou to take her as his concubine, but Donghou thought she was sick and not a person of good fortune, so he refused. , the madam is the only one who is considerate and useful. She is reluctant to let her go, and she has no family to worry about. She keeps going back and forth, and it is delayed. There are many girls of the same age getting married, and she has not even decided to get married!
Han Shaer smiled and comforted: "Beautiful women don't have to worry about getting married. Master will definitely inform Donghou and marry you off in style." The fart no longer smelled bad, and the smell had gone away. There was still a sour smell, so he inhaled it. Nose, I found the root cause - people can't take a bath, and when I take a bath, I feel disgusted with the clothes I wear.
Ajia asked half shyly and half bitterly: "Brother Miracle Doctor, is Ajia really beautiful?"
After finding the root cause, he couldn't bear it for a moment, and the physical therapy was over. Han Shaer said perfunctorily: "It's beautiful - Master will go out for a while, you can go to sleep first!"
Ajia said: "Then you come back early!" Han Shaer felt that she was too sweet and verbose, so he said "good", reached out and patted her head, tapped the sleeping point behind her ear, turned around and left.
In the middle of the night, when the surroundings were dark and quiet, Han Shaer fetched some water, poured it into a nearby small stone trough, took off his clothes, put them all in and scrubbed them. A mouthful of Dantian Qi can be steamed to dryness and baked to a paste, but it cannot be done now. The interval is too short. If you release it forcefully, it will be comfortable for a while, but it will be harmful for a lifetime.
Swinging and swinging, his arms were sore and weak. Finally, he spent all night long and could not regain his strength. Putting on clothes and going back? It's not good for the joints. Yes, he took a deep breath, jumped up to a short tree, and picked ten With multiple large leaves, he completed his masterpiece in an instant: leaf decoration!
It was wrapped tightly around his waist, both front and back, left and right. He was very satisfied and tiptoed back to the guest room. Ajia had already fallen asleep, half-smiling. He hung the wet clothes to dry on the bedside, blew out the lantern, and got into bed. , before throwing away the leaves.
He had a dream, dreamed about E'er, dreamed about Little Ling'er... Little Ling'er fell into the river and came out wet, trembling all over, with a black face, begging to help her warm up, he Open your robe and take her into your arms...
The rooster crows three times, and his mind gradually wakes up - Hey, my arms are so soft!