Shrouding the Sky: The Empress Against the Immortals

Chapter 3 Brother's Horn Braid

Just after waking up, Ling Song really thought that his brother had disappeared.

Now that it was a false alarm, I still couldn't help feeling a little bit wronged in my heart.

Ling Su, who was washing his face, heard the little girl's aggrieved voice behind him, and wanted to comfort her, but turned around to look at Ling Song's appearance, and couldn't help laughing for a moment.

I saw that the little girl had slept all night, her hair was as messy as a chicken coop, there was still traces of saliva from last night's dream at the corner of her mouth, and there was even a golden drop of eye droppings hanging from the corner of her right eye.

Coupled with the image of the pouting mouth and crying nose, it is as cute as it can be.

"Hey, whose clown girl is this, she was wiping her nose early in the morning." Ling Su smiled and squatted down, gently pinching Ling Song's face.

"elder brother!"

Seeing this, Ling Song finally came to his senses.

Not only did my brother not comfort her, he was still making fun of her!
Immediately, he twisted his little butt in disbelief, and pouted his mouth.

"Okay, wash your face first, and I'll comb your hair after washing your face."

Seeing that Ling Su had wrung out the coarse cloth in the tub, Ling Song stood up obediently, raised his head slightly, and let his brother wipe his face.

The washing water was drawn from the well and it was a little cold.When he first touched his skin, Ling Song couldn't help but shrink back, but as his entire face was covered by the coarse cloth, he got used to it.

After wiping his face and then washing his hands, Ling Song tilted his head and grabbed the messy hair, and asked with some concern: "Brother, do you really know how to braid your hair?"

When I came back to take a shower yesterday, Ling Su untied the shofar braid.

If my brother can't edit it again, it will be miserable.

"of course."

Ling Su took the sewage from the wooden basin and poured it into the small vegetable bed next to her, then moved a small stool out from the firewood shed, and waved to her.

Seeing this, Ling Song hurried over.

When she sat down on the small stool, Ling Su squatted behind her and helped her tidy up with ease.

If there is no comb, use your fingers as a comb.

After simply straightening out, divide the long hair into left and right parts, and then divide each part into three strands.

"Didn't I tell you that my brother is a great blacksmith in the future! The most important thing for us blacksmiths is to be thick and fine. Not only must we have strength, but we must also have an exquisite heart.

What kind of object does the customer want to make? After taking a look at the drawing, he must grasp the approximate size and understand the specific manufacturing process.

Just two shofar braids, how can it be difficult for your brother and me? "

Ling Su's tone sounded very confident.

This relieved little Ling Song a lot.

After a cup of tea...

Ling Song turned his head to look at the little braid that had just been braided less than three inches on his left shoulder, then glanced at Ling Su who was frowning with big eyes, and couldn't help asking in a low voice, "Brother, how long will it take?"

"Don't worry, brother has found a way." Ling Su's brows relaxed, with confidence in mind.

Another half an incense stick of time has passed...

Ling Song puffed out half of his cheeks, spitting blisters from his small mouth "咘咘咘", entertaining himself.

The sun has risen outside the wall, but the braid has not yet been braided.

so boring.

From time to time, Ling Song's little head would turn to the left, not because he was dozing off, but because Ling Su braided his hair and pulled it over.

"Brother, when will it be finished?"

"It's coming soon!"

Ling Su laughed dryly, and wiped the fine sweat from his forehead.

Is brother braiding tired?

Ling Song's little head was full of doubts.

She felt that she shouldn't urge her brother to be more obedient.

So, for the next incense stick, Ling Song sat upright, his face tensed, and he didn't relax until Ling Su finished braiding her two braids.

"Look, how's it going, brother said it's okay." Ling Su walked around in front of her, gently shaking the ends of the two braids, showing the little girl that she was "busy" for almost two sticks The fruit of fragrant time.

Of course Ling Song was very happy after braiding his braids, but he saw his brother rubbing his legs when he stood up.She couldn't help frowning a pair of caterpillar eyebrows: "Brother, teach me how to weave shofar braids, so that I can do it myself in the future."

"Why do you have to make it up yourself, brother can help you." Ling Su replied casually.

"Because I don't want my brother to be so tired, my daughter can take care of herself." Ling Song's voice was crisp and clear, with a serious face.

Hearing this, Ling Su was immediately embarrassed and moved.

"When you grow up a bit, my brother will teach you. Now that you are still young, of course my brother will help you with this kind of thing. Let's go, put on your shoes, and my brother will take you to eat first." Ling Su said with a smile , raised his hand and rubbed her little head.

How did Ling Song know that he had misunderstood?
Seeing Ling Su rubbing her legs continuously and wiping her forehead to wipe the sweat, she thought braiding shofars would be very tiring.

In fact, it didn't take much effort at all.

This time it takes so much time, it's all because Ling Su doesn't know how to make up, and it's all based on the impression left yesterday, otherwise it won't make my legs numb.

"Then brother, you have to remember, teach me when I grow up." Ling Song handed Ling Su his hand, letting his brother lead him.

"it is good."

……

The two brothers and sisters walked out of the courtyard together, went around to the front street, and found a breakfast shop selling wontons.

After a while, the boss brought up a bowl of wonton.

Ling Su pushed the bowl in front of Ling Song, and handed her a small spoon: "Come, eat while it's hot."

Smelling the aroma of pasta in the shop, Ling Song has already moved his index finger.

But after taking the spoon, I realized that Ling Su didn't seem to intend to eat it, so she couldn't help being curious: "Brother, don't you want to eat it?"

"Just eat it, brother, I'll eat it at the blacksmith's shop next time." Ling Su said.

"Then Nannie doesn't eat this either, she wants to eat with my brother." Ling Song put down the small wooden spoon, a little anxious, "Brother doesn't need to take care of her, she can eat anything."

She thought it was because Ling Su was afraid that she would not be used to the food in the blacksmith's shop.

But Ling Su shook his head and said, "I also want to take you to the shop to eat corn and rice, but the owner of the blacksmith shop may not be willing to add an extra pair of bowls and chopsticks, he may think that I took you to take advantage of it on purpose. "

"But……"

"Hey, come on, don't be naughty, eat it quickly, it won't taste good when it gets cold." Ling Su urged, "Today is a special case, I can't bring you to the street to eat wonton every day, and I have to keep it I'm asking Aunt Wang to make you a new suit with the money."

"You don't need new clothes, just make new clothes for brother." Ling Song said hastily.

"Where is there something that my sister can't give to my brother first? Little fool!" Ling Su tapped her forehead lightly with his hand, "Eat obediently, and go home and play by yourself after eating, don't run around."

"Well, my daughter knows."

"After the work in the shop is over in the afternoon, I will go to the street to buy some rice noodles and go home. From now on, you can only eat the rice I cook for you. I hope you don't dislike my craftsmanship when the time comes."

"Nurnnie won't dislike elder brother." Ling Song wrinkled his nose.

……

(End of this chapter)