Escape from the desert

The sun was setting, and the sunset was about to dissipate. Jiang Yan pretended to put away the rough drawing paper in her hand, and then arranged for Wang Jinhua to boil water to wash.

Since the soap came into being, the family would simply scrub the lower body every day, and even wash their head and feet every now and again. , rub it over the top of the head.

Bathing with soap is very refreshing, but washing your hair is not so clean. After washing, it is still a little dry, and your hair is not very silky to the touch. People here usually wash their hair with some hibiscus leaves or oriental orientalis leaves. It can be washed cleanly, but it's still a little bit more interesting than shampoo, but Jiang Yan is already very satisfied.

"Third, your hair should be washed. Xiaodouzi is so young that she knows to wash her hair every three days. You run outside all day, and it wasn't sweaty that day, so why don't you like to wash your hair."

After washing her hair, Jiang Yan helped Xiaodouzi and Lin Feng as usual, but when she saw Linxi's oily hair, she couldn't help frowning. After having soap at home, everyone washed their hair very diligently. That's Linxi. I don't like to wash my hair, so I run around all day with a big oily head.

Lin Xi coughed in embarrassment. He likes to take a bath, but he really doesn't like to wash his hair because he has too much hair. The eye sockets kept hurting again, and if it wasn't for his parents, he would have wanted to shave a bald donkey.

"Mother, I'm going to wash it today." He hasn't washed his hair for seven or eight days, and it really doesn't smell good.

Jiang Yan said: "You don't need to wash your hair at night in the future, get up early every day, wash your hair in the morning, you have a lot of hair, and it's not good to sleep without drying it at night."

She glanced enviously at Lin Xi's lush black hair. Her hair volume was not too small, but Lin Xi's was more.

Lin Xi's white teeth were dazzling with a smile. He was happily next to Jiang Yan. He didn't expect his mother to notice the details of his hair, and sure enough, she also cared about him very much, so she was so happy.

"Come here, boss, and I'll wash your hair for you." After Jiang Yan helped Lin Bei to wash his hair, he did not forget to favor one over the other, and washed the rest of the people. At that time, the bubbles were over before they were cleaned, so Jiang Yan planned to wash it for everyone, as a demonstration teaching.

Lin Xi's face collapsed at once. He blushed. He knew he had washed his hair at night. Now everyone has let his mother wash his hair, leaving him alone. He was complacent at first, but now he can't smile. , why does my hair grow so much...

The whole family slept very sweetly that night, especially Jiang Yan. She was used to the daily routine here. Without the lanterns, wine, and mobile phone network, the time seemed to have increased, and her busy life made her both fulfilling and fulfilling. Satisfy.

Early the next morning, the Lin family started their own busy work. Jiang Yan also got up early to help her two daughters-in-law make breakfast together. During this time, they all had brown rice porridge for breakfast. Jiang Yan planned to cook something else today. The daughter-in-law took out the flour, and then made two pots of nugget soup, one pot of salty, and one pot of side dishes, and one pot of sweet, which children like the most.

Because no one at home would drive the carriage, Old Wu came to the door early in the morning and did not come in. He just waited at the door. When he smelled the fragrance of rice, he even wanted to run home quickly, but he hesitated at the door. In a few seconds, Lin Xi, who was squatting in the yard washing her hair, saw it at a glance.

His face turned red, and he didn't want to leave. He really didn't expect that there were still people eating breakfast in Linjia Village!But seeing the carriage was relieved again, the carriage was already there, and it was not surprising to have breakfast, but he came so coincidentally, as if he had come for dinner, thinking of this, Old Wu's face flushed even more.

"Uncle Wu, come in and have breakfast together, and then go to the town after eating." Lin Xi hunched his waist, hooked his head, and shouted while raising his face.

Lao Wu looked embarrassed and scratched his head crampedly: "No... No need, I'll go back first, and I'll come back when you guys finish eating."

Saying that he was about to leave, Jiang Yan hurried out: "Brother Wu, don't worry, have breakfast first."

Lin Dong also took a few steps out of the door and pulled Lao Wu in. Liu Xiaomeng hurriedly made a bowl of sweet nugget soup. Before Lao Wu could stand firm, a bowl of mellow white glutinous noodles was stuffed into his hand.

He subconsciously swallowed his saliva, and the bowl of fragrant, hot lump soup in his hand was something he had never eaten before, but it could be seen that it was fine white noodles with pure flavor and color, which filled people with appetite.

Xiaodouzi took a deep breath, holding a big bowl that was not much smaller than his own head and said happily: "The nugget soup made by Ama is delicious and sweet."

After he finished speaking, he drank a few big mouthfuls, chewing and chirping, and the little milk was covered with soup.

Old Wu tensed up and took a long time to say thank you, but in his heart he secretly decided to come later tomorrow, or come after breakfast. After he raised his head and took a sip, he licked the corner of his lips, thinking about the future Buy some candy too, Ajun and Xiaolinzi both like sweets.

In the town, Donglin Academy is very lively today, because Jiang Wen has been re-assigned from Class A to Class B. Class A is the elite students of the college, who are most likely to pass the exam and move towards higher imperial examinations. The students of the road, and Jiang Wen, who has always been favored by teachers, was actually divided into Class B.

Hanya Building, just next to Chang'an Restaurant, is also the industry of Chang'an Restaurant. The difference is that most of the students and scholars who come and go here are the students of the academy and scholars with knowledge. .

A group of teenagers dressed in dark blue, gray and white robes chatted around a pair of ink paintings, almost everyone had a folding fan, and they swayed a few times from time to time when talking and laughing. .

"If it doesn't rain, Yong'an Town is afraid that it will be difficult to harvest grains this year. I wonder what measures the court will take? Will it send food relief?"

"What if the food arrives here? The drought has been so severe in recent years. The court did not allocate food that year, but the number of people who starved to death is unknown."

"This is very true. Otherwise, the county magistrate would not be here after the adjustment period. Yesterday, the question was asked by Mr. Shi. It's a pity that my answer was a little crude."

"It's really hard to write the exam questions this time. Otherwise, Jiang Wen from Class A wouldn't be at the bottom. Now they're all assigned to Class B, which is a pity."

"No, no, I heard that in a small village under our town, a woman actually found a water source in the mountains. She also asked the village to build bamboo rafts to guide the water down from the mountains, which not only saved the whole village's rice. , and even rescued the neighboring village."

"Indeed, I have also heard about this matter. I heard that the county magistrate has found water sources in many villages according to this woman's method. This is the grand duke. , it is not difficult to transfer away this year.”

"..."

The students talked about the truth, and what they were talking about was not the hardships of the common people, but the competition in the examination papers and the alternation in the officialdom.