Nongmenfu girl's daily life

Chapter 1138 Red Rope Braided Hair

"Little baby, you are all spreading rumors and have never seen it with your own eyes. How can you say that Miao Jiang is beautiful?"

Lin Anan actually wanted to say that he had seen it, but in the end he just smiled and stopped talking.

The old man sang the old song again.

This is a major feature of this place. The literati and poets who come here like to sit on the bamboo raft and ask the old people to sing a folk song here.

The old man's voice is very unique, some old people are hoarse, but full of breath, with a very vast feeling.

When they arrived at the shore, the old man collected the money and handed two bracelets made of red thread to the two, "This is made by the old lady, and she said it will keep you safe. I will give it to every guest."

After receiving the bracelet, Lin Anan thanked him and waved goodbye to the old man.

She looked down at the two red string bracelets in her palm, Qin Lu suddenly reached out and took one away, and then put it on her wrist.

Lin Anan was surprised, he didn't expect Qin Lu to believe that this thing could keep him safe, and even put it on.

"Don't you want to wear it?" Qin Lu asked.

Lin Anan stretched out her hand, "Help me wear it."

Qin Lu helped her tie the red rope, looked at the young daughter-in-law's white wrist, and subconsciously rubbed it with his thumb.

Lin Anan rolled his eyes at him, withdrew his hand, put down his sleeves, Lin Anan said: "I didn't expect you to wear this."

Qin Lu lowered his eyes, there was a bit of reminiscence in his eyes, but he quickly smiled with relief, "When I was young, that woman wove a red rope for my younger sister. My eldest brother and second brother also had them, but I was the only one who didn't. Now that I think about it, The red strings of the eldest brother and the second brother were woven by my mother, but my mother was taken away before she had time to weave one for me."

Lin Anan clenched his hand and pursed her lips, but she didn't know how to comfort him.

At that time, Qin Sanlang didn't know that the woman was not his mother. When he was young, he only felt that the elder brother, the second brother, and the younger sister all had red strings, but he was the only one who didn't. He was a child who was not loved by his mother. , it was because his mother suffered from dystocia when he was born, and her mother didn't love him.

Lin Anan felt sorry for Qin Sanlang very much, so at night, when Qin Sanlang was taking a bath, she secretly untied the red rope, fumbled to re-knit it according to the traces of the weaving.

She went around the screen and secretly cut a small strand of hair on Qin Lu's head. Qin Lu looked back and stood up from the tub, covered in water. Lin Anan quickly covered her eyes, "Go on washing, I'll wash it first." gone!"

Qin Lu wanted to catch her, but she ran too fast.

Qin Lu hurriedly finished washing and came out, wanting to see what the hell she was doing.

Under the candlelight, the woman's side face was very soft and beautiful. She braided two strands of hair inside with red thread, her movements were a little rusty, but her expression was very pious.

Qin Lu slowed down and walked over. Lin Anan just finished making up, and when he looked up, he saw the man looking at him for a moment. Lin Anan was a little embarrassed by his look, and stretched out his hand a little domineeringly to grab his hand, and grabbed his wrist. Untie the red rope on the table and replace it with the red rope I just wove.

"There are my hair and yours in it, don't lose it." Lin Anan ordered fiercely.

Qin Lu raised the corners of his mouth, still looking at her burningly, Lin Anan blushed, stood up, and hurried out, "I'll go see what's delicious in the restaurant."

Before taking a few steps, the person was pulled by someone and fell into a broad embrace.

He had just finished taking a bath, and his body was very hot. Lin Anan struggled a few times, but was hugged even tighter.

"An'an, if all the pain in the past was just for meeting you, I would rather suffer a little more in exchange for meeting you sooner."

"You..." Lin Anan didn't struggle any more, and was hugged obediently by him, reaching out to stroke his hair, "Poor little girl."

(End of this chapter)