This sudden collaboration made Su Jiaojiao extremely happy.
She was about to receive a huge income. Su Jiaojiao became even more generous. She directly dragged her future collaborator, Ji Xuan, home for a meal and helped her cook.
Ji Xuan did not return the money to her first. Instead, he gave the money to the villagers who had lent her before.
Now that she had returned the money, she could finally straighten her back a little.
Song Qinghan had never commented on the matters of the family. He would obediently listen to whatever Su Jiaojiao wanted to do. Hence, when she treated, Song Qinghan helped her by fetching water and washing the vegetables. Other than … when he did not recognize Ji Xuan at first glance, his eyes turned cold and stiff, everything else was fine.
Before cooking, Su Jiaojiao asked Ji Xuan to wipe his face clean. Just as she had expected, he had the image of a beautiful man. If he wore a black willow necklace around his neck, he would look like a dark little puppy. He would be very beautiful.
Because of this, she did not look feminine at all.
After she lowered her voice, there were no flaws at all.
They did not eat anything good for lunch. They only had some meat, duck eggs, two braised fish, and white rice.
To Ji Xuan, this was already the best thing she could get.
Ever since she came here, she had not eaten anything good. Only on her birthday did her grandfather secretly give her an egg. She did not know where he got it from.
Ji Xuan did not feel at ease during lunch. Even though Su Jiaojiao had asked her to send food to her grandfather first, she still felt a stomachache. It was not that the food was not good, but that it was too expensive. She felt guilty.
The sharp-eyed Su Jiaojiao once again picked up food for her. Ji Xuan hurriedly took his bowl and retreated. He said, "Sister, that's enough. I don't have a big appetite."
"It's not much. Since you don't want to pick up the meat, I can only do it." Su Jiaojiao smiled faintly.
Ji Xuan pursed his lips and nodded vigorously. "I'll pick up the meat." In order to express his gratitude, he immediately picked up a piece of meat for himself.
Su Jiaojiao let him go. After a while, he quickly dug into the rice, focusing on the vegetables and fish.
Even so, he was satisfied. The food was delicious. It was even better than what she ate at home when she was young. It was also the most oily food she had eaten in the past few years. Even the ordinary vegetables had a layer of oil.
After hurriedly finishing his meal, Ji Xuan put down his chopsticks and took his bowl to the kitchen. Then, he said somewhat cautiously, "Sister, I'll go back first.
"Go." Su Jiaojiao could see that he was embarrassed to stay here, so she did not force him.
After waiting for him to leave, she looked at Song Qinghan and said with a smile, "When she's with me, she's like a little white rabbit. She's so obedient. But when I saw her secretly trading with someone before, she was quite fierce."
Song Qinghan nodded uninterestedly. "You helped her. That's normal."
Su Jiaojiao pouted unhappily. She kicked his leg under the table and whispered, "I want to do business with her. You can't object."
"I don't object." Song Qinghan freed his left hand and rubbed her head. There was a smile in his eyes. "Be careful. Don't do it too often. Your life is more important."
"Okay." Su Jiaojiao nodded obediently. There was a mischievous smile on her face. "Qinghan, your hair has grown a lot."
"Hmm?" Song Qinghan looked at Jiaojiao and waited for her to continue.
His hair was naturally long. Two days ago, he had been thinking about going to town to get a haircut. He was used to having a buzz cut. His current hairstyle was a bit strange, but it added a bit of gentleness to him. It was as if part of his sharpness was covered by his hairstyle.
Su Jiaojiao reached over and pulled his hand. She said coquettishly, "After dinner, I'll cut your hair for you, okay?"
"Okay." Song Qinghan calmly agreed.
Su Jiaojiao was delighted. Sure enough, this task was easy!
*****
After leaving the courtyard, Ji Xuan could not help but look back. It was a simple little courtyard. The door to the central room was open, and he could see a couple inside.
Ji Xuan smiled and walked briskly to the cowshed.
The environment in the cowshed was terrible. There was only a small window, and it was dark.
Every time Ji Xuan came here, he felt out of breath. However, he could not leave because his grandfather was here.
This time, when he entered the house, he smelled a rare aroma of rice.
Ji Xuan's smile widened. "Grandpa, is Sister Jiaojiao's cooking delicious?"
Ji Changfeng, who looked like an old man in his seventies or eighties, subconsciously softened his expression when he heard that it was his granddaughter. He said hoarsely, "You're asking for other people's things again. How are you going to repay them in the future?"
Ji Changfeng was stunned when he saw his granddaughter's hairstyle and face. He said in surprise, "Why did you cut your hair? Why do you look like a boy? "
"That's right. I won't be afraid in the future. I'm a boy, so no one will bully me." Ji Xuan raised his eyebrows proudly. His movements were casual as he sat down on the straw pile. He really did look like a boy.
The old-fashioned Ji Changfeng's eyelids twitched when he saw this. He had just eaten, so his oily lips moved as if he wanted to say something.
However, when he thought of his own situation, his anger dissipated. He sighed. "You're all grown up now. You can decide for yourself."
Ji Xuan chuckled and looked at the bowl beside her. It was quite big, but there was a hole in it. She had finished all the rice in it.
Jiaojiao's sister had served her a lot of meat and rice. She had even poured fish soup over it. Even though she had finished eating, the smell still lingered in the air.
Naturally, she took the bowl out to wash it.
The fifteen-year-old girl had not developed due to long-term malnutrition. Her chest was flat, and she was wearing tattered clothes made of coarse cloth. With her short hair, she looked like a boy at first glance.
When the women in the village passed by and saw her, they were surprised. "Where did this young man come from? He looks quite energetic. "
Ji Xuan became more and more at ease.
After washing the bowl, she turned around and looked in the direction of the mountain from afar. The trees there were so dense that no light could penetrate them. It looked very gloomy. Ordinary people would at most wander around the foot of the mountain. They would never dare to go deep.
She narrowed her eyes slightly, revealing a hint of anticipation and ambition.
Other than the chestnuts, there were many other good things here that could be exchanged for money …
Su Jiaojiao knew that her haircutting skills were not good, so she planned to use peaceful means before resorting to force. When Song Qinghan saw the results, he would not be angry.
After the meal, she immediately used the hot water in the pot to wash his hair.
Unfortunately, although it was a beautiful dream, it was actually very skinny.
Without the barbershop's reclining chair, it was very inconvenient to wash his hair while lying down. Su Jiaojiao tried several times, but she could not cover Song Qinghan's entire head with water.
She looked at the man lying pitifully on the bench, trying his best to stabilize his head without any support. She was so careless that she wet his clothes. In the end, she didn't even wash half of it and even forced the veins on his neck to bulge.
She finally said guiltily, "Why don't you do it yourself?"
Song Qinghan immediately let out a long sigh of relief and sat up straight. "I'll do it."
He really wanted to let Jiaojiao play with him, but he did not expect that this position would be so uncomfortable.
Su Jiaojiao stood at the side and watched with a guilty conscience.
He was very nimble when washing his hair. He directly bent down and rubbed shampoo on his head with his big hands. After adding some water, his hair was foamy. After that, he washed his hair and poured water on it. His movements were swift and decisive, and it took less than two minutes.
After Song Qinghan finished washing his hair, he wiped it with a towel until it was dry. Su Jiaojiao found a glossy shirt and wrapped it around him. Only his head was exposed, and she began to cut his hair.
He had a buzz cut before, and now it was just a little longer. She just needed to cut it according to the length.
Su Jiaojiao held a comb in one hand and an empty hand in the other. Her pretty face was tense, and she was ready for battle. "I'm going to start."
"Okay." Song Qinghan sat with his legs side by side. His back was straight, and his hands were on his knees. His sitting posture was very upright and standard.
After Su Jiaojiao finished speaking, she was deflated, but she still forced herself to do it.
With a slight click, a piece of hair fell. She persevered and cut it again.
After a few seconds, Su Jiaojiao silently looked at the obviously different part of his hair. She felt even more guilty. [Honghong, I regret it.]
She knew it. Cutting her hair was really difficult!
[Madam Host, you can do it. Think about the mission reward! Your beautiful hair …] The matchmaker system cheered her on in a childish voice.
Su Jiaojiao blinked. She was unwilling to give up. Since she had already cut it, she might as well go to the barbershop and get it fixed.
However …
She sweetly called out, "Qinghan ~"
The young man with his back facing her turned his head. There was no trace of worry on his face. He asked gently, "What's wrong?"
Su Jiaojiao leaned on his shoulder and puckered her lips to give him a kiss.
Song Qinghan was slightly startled. Then, he smiled. Just as he was about to ask for more sweetness, he saw that she had already stood up and was ready to continue.
He lowered his eyes and felt the residual warmth on his lips. His eyes flickered.
****
Da Niu came over with a bowl of soup. He came over to give Song Qinghan a bowl of soup. There were two pieces of meat in it. It was good stuff. If he hadn't bought the meat, he wouldn't have been able to take it out.
Da Niu came over happily. However, when he was about to reach Song Qinghan's courtyard, he saw a scene from afar that made his teeth ache.
He saw the well-known shrew cutting Song Qinghan's hair like a little woman. However, this shrew was quite soft today. Her pretty face was serious, her lips were tightly pursed, and her eyes were serious. She even looked a little nervous, as if she was doing something important. However, she cut his hair so badly that it looked like a dog had gnawed on it. It was a horrible sight.
He looked at the person whose hair was cut. He was calm. His handsome face was as calm as water. However, because of the nervous look of the girl behind him, his lips slowly curved into a doting smile. His slightly cold eyes softened.
There seemed to be a strange atmosphere between the two of them. No one could get in between them.
Da Niu stood there hesitantly. He had always been carefree, but he suddenly felt embarrassed to go in and disturb them.
At this moment, Song Qinghan, whose hair was cut, saw him. He waved the hand on his lap. It was obvious that he didn't want him to come in and disturb them.
Da Niu shook his head unhappily. Song Qinghan really forgot about his brother after getting a wife!
He pursed his lips and turned to leave. He swallowed the meat soup in one gulp. However, his thoughts were still on the scene he had just seen. Suddenly, a wave of envy surged from the bottom of his heart.
He had always felt that Su Jiaojiao wasn't good enough for Brother Qinghan. Song Qinghan was so powerful and righteous. What did Su Jiaojiao have?
She was a shrew. Calling her shrew wasn't enough.
However, at this moment, Da Niu felt that the two of them … were quite compatible.
The courtyard was quiet. At this time, everyone had finished eating and was taking a nap. No one disturbed them.
Su Jiaojiao was so focused on the hair that she didn't even notice that someone had come. Just as she was about to knock on the door and enter, she was chased away by her husband.
If she wanted to give a grade, based on how serious she was, even if she didn't cut it well, she would be given a grade.
Half an hour later, she circled around Song Qinghan several times and finally finished cutting his hair. After confirming that the task was completed, she couldn't bear to look at his eyes. She smiled at him with her chubby little face and said in a sweet voice, "I'm sorry, but I'm sorry.
"Qinghan, that … I'll go to town with you tomorrow. Let's do it again."
Song Qinghan seemed a little sad when he heard this. He frowned and said hesitantly, "… Is it really that ugly?"
Su Jiaojiao swallowed and squatted down slightly. He was tall. Even if he was sitting, he was still at her chest. She bent her knees and squatted down. When she looked at him again, she couldn't see the top of his head. His face and the irregular hair in front were actually not bad.
She lied through her teeth, "Not really. You're good-looking. This hairstyle is okay too."
Song Qinghan looked at her suspiciously, "Really?"
Su Jiaojiao covered her face and wailed, "… It's fake."
It was as if she had been bitten by a dog. If it weren't for her good-looking face, she would definitely be so ugly that even her father wouldn't be able to recognize her.
Song Qinghan didn't say anything. He was silent.
His eyes were downcast, and he didn't say a word. There was a gloomy aura around him, and he looked so pitiful. Su Jiaojiao felt so guilty that she almost committed seppuku. She quickly removed his clothes, cleaned his hair, and wanted to run away.
Out of sight, out of mind!
However, when she turned around, her wrist was grabbed. She took two steps back and sat directly on Song Qinghan's body.
Su Jiaojiao was in the enemy's camp. She guiltily held his face and apologized, "… I'm sorry. I'll accompany you to town to get a haircut tomorrow. I won't harm you in the future."
The disappointed look on the young man's face made her feel sorry for him. It made her feel even more embarrassed. She wanted to slap Honghong's butt.
Of course, it was also because she couldn't resist the temptation of the mission reward. She deserved it!
Song Qinghan saw that her pretty face was wrinkled into a bitter gourd. He suppressed his laughter in his heart, but on the surface, he pursed his lips and frowned. He asked in a low voice, "Your eyes seem to be a little uncomfortable. Did some hair fall in?"
"Ah? Let me see. "Su Jiaojiao immediately opened his eyes to check.
Suddenly, a hand appeared at the back of her head. Then, with a forceful tug, her lips were bitten …
After a long time, Vicious Wolf's low and hoarse voice on her lips seemed to give her an electric shock. "It's okay if you continue to harm me. It's enough as long as you compensate me."
Su Jiaojiao: "…"
As a single mother, Su Jiaojiao was actually a woman who didn't understand romance. If someone had said this before she transmigrated, she would have had goosebumps all over her body.
However, at this moment …
Su Jiaojiao looked at the eyes that seemed to be dyed with lust. Their eyes were very close, their breaths were intertwined, and their lips were pressed together. It was extremely ambiguous.
When she heard him say this again, Su Jiaojiao only felt her little heart go "Bang!" Her heart directly exploded in her chest. It shook her so much that she didn't have any strength left. She could only lean weakly in his arms.
Her legs, which were not long enough, were suspended in the air. Her toes were shyly curled up, and her fair little face was as red as a tomato.
It's over ~
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