The moment he saw the person coming, his eyes and mouth corners were curved with joy.
His appearance is so pitiful, helpless and funny.
"What about burning the house?"
He Jinshan reached out to brush off the floating ash on Jiang Henian's head, and with a rub of his fingertips, a smear of black appeared.
His face was also covered in dust, and the bits of grass dust stuck to it turned black when wiped off.
I was originally shaving her seriously, but as I was wiping, I ended up wiping three whiskers on both sides of her cheeks.
It's hard to say it wasn't intentional.
Jiang Henian was completely unaware of it. With his small black beard and messy hair, he looked like a smoky and scraggly kitten whose beard had been burnt while playing by the fire.
She forced her smoke-soaked eyes open and pointed innocently at the washed and chopped cabbage in the enamel basin on the ground next to her. "Ahem, no... I want to light a fire and cook."
"All the hay we picked up has burned up. Ahem, there's no fire, just black smoke..."
He Jinshan looked back and saw thick black smoke billowing out of the stove. The surging smoke seemed to be about to blow up a bunker, and he sighed helplessly.
Fortunately, I didn’t burn the kitten’s hair.
Turning around, Jiang Henian raised the back of his hand and wiped his nose.
There is a black line right at the philtrum.
Well, I’ve become a little Japanese.
He Jinshan couldn't help but support his waist and turned sideways, bursting out laughing.
"What are you laughing at?"
Jiang Henian, tears streaming down his face, reached out to push him, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. "Hurry up and take care of it. The house is about to burn down."
"It's okay."
The man covered the girl's head with both hands, ruffled her hair even more with a deep smile, and said in an indulgent tone, "If you can light it, it's your ability."
"Stupid kid."
Jiang Henian was infected by the smile on the man's face, and with a messy head of hair, he also smiled foolishly.
“Fire, fire!!”
Crash——!
A bucket of cold water was poured onto the smoke.
After the thick smoke gradually cleared, Chen Erhu looked at He Jinshan and Jiang Henian, who were soaked like drowned rats, and the wooden barrel in his hand fell to the ground with a snap.
"Ouch! My dear mother!!"
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