The happy life of Queen Nong

Chapter 432

"17 years old!"

Qing Sang gritted her teeth, this guy must be 17 years old, how could a man in his twenties be so naive, only a 17 year old boy would think of ways to trick him, come... to hook him up!
Qingsang took a deep breath, took another deep breath, and took three breaths in a row before suppressing the anger in her heart.

She still remembered that she was going to be on duty for Xiao Lin. If there were any wolves, tigers and leopards nearby, look, how good was her conscience?
However, when she walked out of the cave, she had only walked out for a minute when she saw Xiao Lin wrapping a pile of clothes in lotus leaves under the night, wandering back.

His hair is still half wet, a few strands of sideburns hang down on both sides, complementing the broken bangs on his forehead, setting off that handsome face, Qing Sang unexpectedly sees a little immaturity in it.

Wow, it turns out that hairstyle can also change a person's temperament (nonsense), who made him have a ball head before?
Then Qingsang realized that there was a ceremony called "hair bunting and crowning" in ancient people's coming-of-age ceremony. In fact, the long and flowing hair was tied into a ball, and a thick hemp rope was tied on it for the poor, and gold and silver were placed on it for the rich. Thread or add jade crown or add hosta or something.

Qing Sang finally knew where the maturity of this guy came from.

Heh, it turns out that if you untie your hair, you are just a kid, hahaha...

Qingsang smiled, the anger dissipated again, and she stepped forward with a surprisingly gentle expression: "Are you back?"

"Hmm!" A strange light flashed in Xiao Lin's eyes, and he reached out to hold the lotus leaf bag, "I washed the clothes."

"Oh, ok, how fast are you?"

"Not fast." Xiao Lin looked over curiously, "It took me a quarter of an hour to take a shower, and a quarter of an hour to do the laundry, isn't it fast?"

"Uh!"

Qingsang was in a daze, fifteen minutes was 15 minutes, and half an hour was two quarters of an hour. Counting the way back, it had been more than half an hour, but she felt that it was very fast... Was it because she just got too carried away in a daze?

"Go back, it's getting late."

"Oh."

"Help me set up a shelf. These clothes need to be hung up to dry. I hope they can dry tomorrow morning."

It is still around [-] degrees today, even at night there are more than [-] degrees, so it is no problem to dry it tomorrow morning.

Qingsang mechanically followed him into the cave. There were two three-pronged bamboo poles and a single bamboo pole on the side of the cave, just right for a drying rack.

Qingsang watched Xiao Lin open his purse and began to dry his clothes on it.

(End of this chapter)