Chapter 350 Combing Hair

He was afraid that his hands would dirty the doll, so he carefully put the doll away.

"Thank you."

He rubbed Gan Tian's little head, and his expression was more gentle.

"It's getting late, it's time for me to set off."

He touched his chest, where the doll was placed, and his steps became small and careful, as if the doll would fall if he walked too fast.

Gan Tian rubbed her head and tried to smooth her hair.

[The strange uncle ruined my hairstyle, so annoying. ]

She smoothed her hair several times, but she didn't make her hair right, and it became more and more messy.

Her little arm was a little sore after raising it for a while, and she could only look at Gan Fanren for help.

Gan Fanren looked at her messy hair and thought she was very cute at the moment.

He waved and called her name softly.

"Come here, sweet girl. Your father will comb your hair for you."

Gan Fanren's movements were gentle and delicate.

He has been very busy these days. Not only does he have to worry about the things on the battlefield, but he also has to care about the situation in the royal capital.

In order to rescue the families of those generals, he wrote a letter to Nanny Hong.

Nanny Hong said that although she and the young lady did not have a high status in the prime minister's mansion and their lives were not easy, they still had some connections. If there was enough money, this matter would not be impossible.

So Gan Fanren exchanged a large amount of Huitong money banknotes from Miao Wang and sent them to Nanny Hong.

With money, things are naturally simple.

Together with some old members of the Tang family who participated in the royal capital, they successfully rescued the families of General Huaiqing and other generals.

Gan Fanren had not expected that this matter would go so smoothly.

These days, he was very tired, dealing with various letters and official duties all day long.

It was rare that he could spare some time to comb his daughter's hair.

Such a rare moment was a kind of rest and enjoyment for him.

Gan Tian felt that her father was combing her hair so slowly that she was about to fall asleep.

Her head was nibbling like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Okay."

Just when she was about to fall asleep, Gan Fanren finally stopped.

Gan Tian couldn't wait to run to the basin with her short legs.

[Let me see the hair that Daddy combed for me.]

[Daddy is so awesome, the hair he combs must be very beautiful.]

In her heart, her father can do everything.

Full of expectations, she found her own small wooden stool and stepped on it.

When she saw herself emerging from the water, she was stunned.

[Is this really me?]

[Oh my god, if I wasn't standing here alone, I would have thought it was a female ghost from somewhere.]

She held her little fat face in her hands in horror and showed a terrified face to the mirror.

[No, I don't believe it.]

[I clearly saw my father combing my mother's hair, it's not like this.]

Gan Fanren coughed twice and pinched his nose uncomfortably.

"Your hair is too short, and I can't help it."

He originally thought that combing a child's hair was a very simple thing, but he didn't expect it to be really difficult.

It's not as easy to comb as my wife's hair, it's smooth and slippery, and it looks good no matter how you comb it.

"I think I combed my hair very well, and you look like this."

Gan Fanren sat back in his seat without any guilt, and began to review his official documents seriously.

Gan Tian was so angry that she jumped up and hit Gan Fanren's knee.

Her small fists didn't hurt at all when she hit people, but it was quite comfortable. Gan Fanren treated it as a massage and didn't take it seriously at all.

Not to mention, combing her hair really made her mood calmer and better. These boring official documents became interesting.

Gan Tian hammered for a while, and when she saw that her father didn't respond, she went out angrily to settle the score with her brother.

The soldiers guarding the gate saw Gan Tian running out as a child, and hurried to catch up, fearing that Gan Tian would get lost.

The military camp was a restricted area, and the maids and nannies who were originally following Gan Tian could not come, so they could only send a few soldiers to follow.

But the soldiers were all rough men, and it was difficult for them to take good care of Gan Tian.

The originally fair and tender white ball turned into a gray ball, as if it had run away from a refugee camp.

Fortunately, it was not only Gan Tian, ​​but several other children were like this. The only special one was Gan Huai Zhong. Even in the military camp, with no one to take care of him, he kept himself clean and tidy, like a little gentleman. Gan

Tian ran to him angrily, pointed at his hair and said, "Dad, Dad."

Gan Huai Zhong held a thick book in his hand, and put it down when he saw Gan Tian's messy hair.

"Why is it so messy?"

Seeing that his elder brother was willing to pay attention to her, Gan Tian complained.

"Dad, dad, beat me."

"Tian'er, I'm your big brother."

Gan Huaizhong immediately understood what Gan Tian meant.

But as a son, he couldn't control his own father.

He could only pretend to be stupid.

Seeing that he didn't understand, Gan Tian was about to cry.

"Dad...bad."

[Wuwuwu, big brother, why is he so stupid? I've been so direct, can't big brother see it?]

"Tian'er, don't call daddy when you see people. I'm your big brother, come on, call brother." Gan Tian

was so angry that he wanted to hit someone.

Children who can't speak are really miserable.

"Brother, can you comb Tian'er's hair?"

Gan Huaizhong took out a comb and gently combed Gan Tian's hair.

With the experience of her father, Gan Tian did not dare to be careless at all. She stood very straight and observed carefully.

She also took out a small mirror and screamed immediately if she found anything wrong.

Although her father was unreliable, her elder brother was very reliable.

The elder brother combed her hair very neatly. Although it was not a particularly good-looking style, it was at least neat enough.

Gan Tian liked it very much and affirmed it.

It must be said that in this military camp, the elder brother combed the hair the best.

She nodded and was about to leave.

But her dear elder brother grabbed her collar.

Gan Huaizhong narrowed his narrow eyes slightly.

"Now that you are here, why not learn to talk to your brother?"

Gan Tian shook her head in fear.

The brother who was originally as gentle as jade, now looked so hateful, and his face kept magnifying in front of her.

[No, I can speak, I really can speak, but my lips, teeth, throat and tongue are not well developed yet.]

[I don’t want to learn to speak, it’s so stupid and tiring.]

Gan Huaizhong heard his sister’s voice, but he was not soft-hearted at all.

Lips, teeth, throat and tongue can all be trained. The less they are trained, the slower they develop.

He will help his sister well.

He carried Gan Tian outside the tent, found a crowded place, and taught loudly.

Gan Tian was a little embarrassed at first.

She was so shy in the public eye.

But later she got used to it slowly.