Fortunately, today is not Sunday, otherwise Li Qinghe would not take a shower.
This era is not like the later generations, where you can take a bath at home anytime you want. Now you can only boil some water and take a bath at home, but in very cold weather you might catch a cold, so going to a public bath is the best option.
But public baths don't change the water frequently. There is only one pool a day. If you come late, you can only soak in muddy water and smell some strange odors.
Li Qinghe came out of the bathhouse and felt refreshed. Although it was night, not many people came to take a bath because everyone had to work, and the water was relatively clean.
Afterwards he went to get a haircut and cut the hair that covered his eyes short. As a Shaolin monk who had been bald for more than ten years, Li Qinghe was not used to long hair, and a bald head was not appropriate in this era, so he cut a buzz cut.
However, this hairstyle also makes Li Qinghe look more energetic, and coupled with his tall and strong figure, he is simply a moving male hormone.
He touched the stubble of hair on top of his head, smiled with satisfaction, turned around and walked towards the courtyard. It was already completely dark, and he had to go back quickly to prepare for the show.
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At the courtyard, He Yuzhu walked into the gate carrying a lunch box, and Qin Huairu was washing clothes by the sink. Strangely enough, this young widow seemed to have endless clothes to wash. Except for work, the rest of the time, she was either washing clothes or on her way to wash clothes.
When He Yuzhu saw this, he quietly walked over and covered her ears with his gloves.
Qin Huairu was distracted by Li Qinghe's words. Thinking of that muscular figure and the masculine scent that still lingered around her nose, she couldn't help blushing.
Suddenly he felt something strange in his ear and immediately understood. He smiled slightly, picked up the clothes in the basin and threw them aside, making He Yuzhu wet all over.
"Oh, it's cold. I washed my face today, and you want to help me wash it again?" He Yuzhu wiped the water off his face and laughed.
Qin Huairu didn't buy his tricks and pointed at the net bag in his hand. "What's in your lunch box?"
He Yuzhu hid the lunch box behind him and said, "Not today. Yushui is coming back today. This is for her. I promised to make her something delicious. Next time, next time."
Qin Huairu rolled her eyes at him.
He Yuzhu saw it and said quickly, "Hey, what's with that expression on your face? Let me tell you, your three children are not short of food today. Banggeng took his two sisters to the factory wall this afternoon and got a beggar's chicken. They ate it so deliciously."
"I just don't know where it came from, but it wasn't from the factory."
As he spoke, he seemed to have thought of something, looked towards the backyard, and pointed with his chin, "I guess..."
After saying this, he went straight back to the house without waiting for Qin Huairu's reaction.
Qin Huairu looked at him, then looked towards the backyard, her heart skipped a beat and she began to beat her drum.
How could she not understand what He Yuzhu meant? Xu Damao lived in the backyard, and he was the only one with two old hens. What should she do? Xu Damao was not someone to be trifled with.
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Xu Damao came back soon, humming some random song and walking into the house with his bag.
But just as he reached the door and was about to open it, he suddenly froze, then backed away to the chicken coop and looked at an old hen that was peeking its head out and clucking.
"Ezi! Ezi!"
Xu Damao opened his mouth and started shouting.
"I'm coming, what's the matter?"
Lou Xiao'e's voice was heard in the room, and then the curtain was opened, and a young woman with shoulder-length hair walked out.
Seeing Lou Xiao'e coming out, Xu Damao pointed at the chicken coop and asked, "Why is there one chicken missing from our house?"
Lou Xiao'e was also stunned and looked at the cage. "I don't know. I had a headache all day and was lying in the house. I thought you gave it away."
Xu Damao got anxious, "Who can I give it to? It was given to me by the commune when I went to the countryside to show movies."
"Then it can't just run away by itself in the cage, right?"
"Hurry, hurry, go to each courtyard and look for it, maybe you can find it." Xu Damao urged.
The couple was about to separate to look for it, when suddenly, Xu Damao smelled a fragrance, chicken soup!
He got annoyed immediately, put down his bag and ran quickly to the central courtyard, and Lou Xiao'e quickly followed him.
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As soon as Li Qinghe walked into the yard, he heard constant noise and shouting.
Hey, has it already started? The whole institute meeting hasn't started yet. It seems that I'm back just in time. Then I walked in with shining eyes.
When they arrived at the middle courtyard, they heard the quarrel between Xu Damao and He Yuzhu from He Yuzhu's room, mixed with a female voice.
The area was also filled with neighbors who came to watch the fun. They gathered in groups of three or four, discussing something in low voices. The third uncle Yan Bugui was among them.
This is very much in line with the style of this uncle. He would avoid things that are thankless and have no benefits, otherwise he would offend people if he doesn't handle them well. Why would he do such a stupid thing?
But this is human nature. Everyone has his own little calculations. Yan Bugui's family depends on his salary to survive. If he doesn't calculate, the whole family will starve.
But he still had some integrity of a scholar. Except for the time when He Yuzhu asked him to introduce Ran Qiuye, he never took anything he shouldn't have, and he never did anything against the law.
His calculations were also forced by the times. In this era, everyone lived a calculated life. They had to calculate how much food to eat at each meal. But he dared to say it openly. Moreover, no one was as meticulous as him. He would even divide the pickles by the roots.
"Uncle, what happened? Are He Yuzhu and Xu Damao fighting again?"
Li Qinghe approached Yan Bugui and asked.
"Li Qinghe? Are you Li Qinghe?" Yan Bugui turned around and was shocked.
At this time, Li Qinghe was wearing new clothes, his semi-long hair had become a buzz cut, he was tall and looked energetic.
Moreover, his eyes became lively and bright, no longer dull as before, and his beard was gone. If you didn't look carefully, you would think he was a different person.
"What do you think? Uncle Third, I look much more handsome after this spruce up, right?" Li Qinghe smiled proudly.
Yan Bugui nodded blankly, "He is indeed handsome, but I can hardly recognize him. You have changed so much."
Li Qinghe waved his hand, leaned over and whispered: "Let's not talk about this for now, what's going on inside?"
"Hey, what happened? There are thieves in our yard. You know Xu Damao has two hens at home." The third uncle said in a low voice. After Li Qinghe nodded, he continued, "Look, one of Xu Damao's chickens is missing. It happened that Sha Zhu was stewing chicken soup at home. The two families smelled the smell and came here. Now they are about to fight."
Li Qinghe clicked his tongue twice, "That's true. Brother Damao wanted to treat me to chicken, but it seems like I won't be able to have it."
Hearing this, a hint of envy flashed in Yan Bugui's eyes. He could no longer remember what chicken tasted like.
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