We sent away Dr. Hua, who had a head full of questions, and the fat boy who kept looking back every few steps.

After rubbing Li Qiuhua's wrist with medicinal wine, Shen Zhihuan took the hot water that Xiao Weidong had boiled for her and went into the small room next to the kitchen.

After taking off the two patched clothes on his body, Shen Zhihuan was shocked again.

After all, she is a girl in the rainy season, and this road is smooth...

If you see it at the airport, you will probably have to bow your hands and sigh that you are not as good as me.

Without shampoo or shower gel, Shen Zhihuan could only wash casually.

Before I could dry my hair, there was a knock on the door.

Xiao Weidong quickly went to open the door.

"Zhihuan..." Xu Jiaojiao, who had a big braid, bit her lip and walked in hesitantly.

Li Qiuhua, who was picking wild vegetables at the kitchen door, saw the person coming, snorted coldly, put down the basket, turned around, put on the backpack, and dragged Xiao Weidong out the door.

The eighteen-year-old Xu Jiaojiao's appearance could be considered pretty at best, but her fair skin made her stand out a bit, especially among a group of villagers who were tanned by the sun.

Not to mention that he has an uncle who works as security director in a machinery factory and an aunt who sells pork in front of the supply and marketing cooperative.

"Is there something?" As Shen Zhihuan was wiping his hair carelessly, four words flashed through his mind: "bitch".

"Zhihuan, are you feeling better?" Xu Jiaojiao glanced at the courtyard door that closed with a bang, and walked up to Shen Zhihuan with a look of grievance.

"Much better! Anything else?"

Shen Zhihuan used her hands to comb her half-dried hair. The dry and tangled hair ends made her already not-so-good mood even worse.

She just wanted to get rid of this "dry straw" as soon as possible and had no intention of hanging around with this little bitch.

"Zhihuan, are you blaming me?" Xu Jiaojiao's eyes were red and her voice was filled with tears.

Shen Zhihuan raised his eyes to look at Xu Jiaojiao, chuckled softly, and said nothing.

Could it be that this little bitch came to her to hone her acting skills? Perhaps she noticed that something was wrong with Shen Zhihuan's eyes. Xu Jiaojiao lowered her head awkwardly and wiped away her non-existent tears, and explained in a low voice, "Zhihuan, believe me, I really didn't know that my father would send someone to the Su family..."

After combing her hair for a long time, it was still a tangled mess, which made Shen Zhihuan completely lose his temper. He simply stopped combing and watched her performance quietly.

"Zhihuan, please don't be like this. I'm really sad. I'll tell my dad when I get home and ask him to cancel this marriage at the Su family. I can't let my friend down..."

"Okay!" Shen Zhihuan nodded seriously.

Xu Jiaojiao was slightly stunned and suddenly speechless.

This was completely different from what she had expected. If Xu Jiaojiao hadn't seen Shen Zhihuan nod, she would have suspected that she was hallucinating.

"Do you want me to accompany you to talk to Uncle Xu?" Shen Zhihuan raised his eyebrows slightly.

“…”

Xu Jiaojiao was startled and instinctively avoided Shen Zhihuan's gaze.

"It's getting late. I have to go to work. Zhihuan, you should have a good rest. I'm leaving first. I'll come to play with you another day." Xu Jiaojiao said as she hurried out.

Shen Zhihuan looked at Xu Jiaojiao's back as she fled in panic, and curled the corner of his mouth in sarcasm.

That’s it?

Want to be both the leader and the villain.

According to the original owner's memory, Shen Zhihuan took out a pair of scissors from the cabinet and quickly cut the messy "chicken nest" into short hair that could reach the ears.

After getting rid of the burden, Shen Zhihuan felt much lighter.

Sitting under the grape trellis at the kitchen door, Shen Zhihuan secretly pondered how to make his first pot of gold.

Speculation, caught...

The risk is huge! But as the saying goes, wealth and honor come from taking risks...

In just one minute, Shen Zhihuan had already thought about what furniture he needed to buy to build the big house.

Go up the mountain...

There is plenty of rain in the summer, and weeds grow wildly on the mountain paths.

Even with her skin and bones, she couldn't even produce two ounces of oil. Her body was just a pile of bones supported by skin. Before she could find valuable herbs through weeds, her body would probably fall apart.

The most urgent task is to take good care of your body.

Without a healthy body, everything else is in vain.

Thinking of this, Shen Zhihuan got up and went back to the house.

This broken body really needs to be taken good care of.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

When he opened his eyes again, it was already dark. With the dim light from the main room, Shen Zhihuan groped his way to his feet.

In the dim main room, a plate of pickles was placed in the center of the dining table.

Except for a bowl of rice porridge at the seat where Shen Zhihuan usually sat, there was only wild vegetable soup at the seats of Xiao Weidong and Li Qiuhua.

By the courtyard wall, Xiao Weidong, who was skillfully driving the chickens into the pen with a broom, turned his head and saw Shen Zhihuan. He immediately threw the broom away and shouted happily to the kitchen, "Mom, Third Sister is awake."

While shouting, he quickly ran to the well to wash his hands.

"You little monkey! You're just thinking about eating." Li Qiuhua scolded with a smile as he brought out the freshly steamed steamed buns made from mixed grains and wild vegetables.

Ever since Doctor Hua and his grandson left today, Li Qiuhua has never stopped smiling, so much so that the gossipy women who were digging wild vegetables with her all thought that she might have been hit too hard and had gone insane.

Shen Zhihuan smiled and stepped forward to help, but was slapped away by Li Qiuhua, "Go, go, wash your hands and eat."

"Mom, your hand is still injured. I'll do these chores from now on." Shen Zhihuan glanced at Li Qiuhua's wrist, which had subsided but was still a little red.

Upon hearing this, Li Qiuhua immediately spoke up, "It was just a slight twist, how can it be so precious? Your Grandpa Hua said that as long as you don't do heavy work, it will be healed in two days."

"Third sister, you sold your hair?" Little Weidong, who had not had time to wipe his hands after washing, stared at Shen Zhihuan's hair that just reached her chin, his thin little face full of surprise.

Li Qiuhua paused as she stepped over the threshold. She turned around in a good mood and looked at her daughter's hair, which was obviously much shorter. "Zhihuan, why did you sell your hair?"

She felt something was wrong just now, but she couldn't put her finger on it for a moment.

"My hair was always tangled, so I cut it." Shen Zhihuan subconsciously glanced at her short hair that looked unusually fluffy due to dryness.

Sell……

Who wants the "dry straw" on her head? Do you want to stick it together as a sideburn for the golden lion king who is changing his fur? "Third sister, you will look good with short hair." Xiao Weidong wiped the water on his hands and said sweetly.

Shen Zhihuan: “…”

nice???

How thick a filter must be to see these two words on her?

“Your sister is pretty, so of course she’ll look good with any hairstyle.” Li Qiuhua nodded in agreement.

“…”

OK! The mother and son are not going away!

(End of this chapter)