Master, are you married?

Yunniang had a pair of skillful hands since she was a child, and when she grew up, she helped the rouge shop at home. Comb your hair in a nice bun.

The past few days have been the same as usual, but one day when Yunniang was combing people's hair, she found a handsome young man sitting in the opposite tea shop. I'm sorry, I want to spit on him for being frivolous, but I can't help but feel happy in my heart, and my subordinates are serious about showing off.

The young man has been here for the past few days, and there has never been a single day. Yunniang actually doesn't have that much business, so she secretly found some sisters, and the girls from the embroidery workshop she made friends with laughed at her, and deliberately bet with her, guess what the young man is doing Time to enter this rouge shop to express my heart.

None of them won the bet.

The young man came into the shop on the fifth day, not to express his feelings.

"Girl, I want to ask... can you do a man's bun?"

The person who came was naturally Jing Miao. He waited and watched outside for a long time, always hesitating whether he should come to ask, Xie said that he was also loose, and he had no hairstyle to speak of, so naturally he could not rely on it.Feng Jingling already had Fu Rui in front of her, and Jing Miao didn't dare to ask him. As for Duan Chunfu...he wasn't considering it at all.

After hearing this, Yunniang knew that she was being passionate, she couldn't help feeling ashamed and annoyed, but she was a businessman after all, so she took out a picture book from under the shop cabinet, turned a few pages for Jing Miao to read, and said softly : "There are all records on it, one for every penny."

Paper and ink are precious things, so the price is reasonable.

Jing Miao flipped through the pages, the paintings were very detailed, he pondered for a while, and decided to try Duan Chunfu, then bought a comb and a few boxes of orchid ointment, paid the price and left.

When Jing Miao was far away, the girls from the embroidery workshop started to boo with Yun Niang, who raised her hand pretending to hit her, and spat, "I'm not ashamed!" She glanced at Jing Miao's back again, but she couldn't help it. I couldn't stop laughing, and slapped myself lightly, "I'm really not ashamed."

Duan Chunfu followed Feng Jingling and chased the little demon for a day, but the little demon had no skills and was just practicing for Fu Rui.Furui people are small and fleshy, round and fat, carrying a small dagger and burning a small ball of fire to chase the little demon out for seven or eight miles, Feng Jingling also carried Duan Chunfu with a gauze belt to a tree. Chasing after a tree, Duan Chunfu swayed left and right, but nothing went wrong.

When he was carried back by Feng Jingling, he never expected to be warmly welcomed by Jing Miao.

"Little cat... what's wrong with you, to be honest, I feel a little flustered." Duan Chunfu held the wooden chopsticks, and the tip of the chopsticks carefully poked the sweet and sour meat in the rice bowl that Jing Miao picked up with the chopsticks. After chewing on the rice grains, he finally couldn't help but put down his job, and looked at Jing Miao with a serious face, "If you are bewitched by an evil spirit, I'll make you boil water to drink."

Jing Miao's face froze slightly.

"Actually, I really want to trouble you." Jing Miao said.

This is rare, not only Duan Chunfu, but even Feng Jingling stopped, only Fu Rui obediently put his head down on the rice.

Duan Chunfu soon knew what was going on.

"Brother Jingling... If you dare to laugh, I'll jump off from here!" Duan Chunfu sat on the chair with a disheartened expression on his face, staring blankly at the pillar, wishing he could jump headlong into it.

Feng Jingling sat on the bench, leaned against the table, and said calmly: "Then you dance."

"You're not smiling again! Don't dance!" Duan Chunfu turned his head, Jing Miao combed it crookedly, and then turned Duan Chunfu's head straight again.Jing Miao pressed Duan Chunfu's neck, frowned slightly and said, "Don't move around, this is only the second floor, you won't break your legs if you jump down, if you want to jump, wait until I finish combing before jumping."

Duan Chunfu seemed to be startled by the ruthless words, and it took him a long time to recover his voice, and he was about to cry: "Little cat, you...you actually...you treat me like this."

Jing Miao paused her hands, and said very seriously: "Brother Jingting, I hope you know that if you want to beat up a little frivolity, I can hold him down for you."

"I beat him, and I never needed someone to hold him down." Feng Jing listened.

Duan Chunfu quietly covered his face.

Fortunately, although Jing Miao's talent for cultivating immortals is mediocre, her hair combing skills are not bad. She only practiced with Duan Chunfu, and she has a solid foundation in her mind.Duan Chunfu was originally hopeless, but when he saw that the comb was not ugly, he immediately became elated, looked at himself in the mirror for a while, then reached out to touch the boxes of blue ointment on the cabinet, and asked: "What are these? Kitten, you still buy rouge."

"The green one is camellia oil, and the yellow one is sweet-scented osmanthus. Both are for smoothing hair." Jing Miao said flatly, "Your hair doesn't break much, and your hair is smooth too, so you don't need to rub it."

"Can't you rub it?" Duan Chunfu looked up at Jing Miao pitifully while holding the orchid ointment box.

To put it bluntly, blue cream is the combination of conditioner and gel water, and there are many records in the pharmacopoeia.

"It's up to you if you want to wipe it." Jing Miao sighed slightly, "Which box do you want."

Duan Chunfu made a comparison, but couldn't make a decision, he hesitated for a long while, stretched out his right hand, handed out the box of sweet-scented osmanthus incense, and said with a smile: "This box is more fragrant, just rub this."

Jing Miao opened the box, dabbed some on her hair with her fingers, combed it with a wooden comb, and after a while, the faint fragrance spread out.

"It smells so good." Duan Chunfu sniffed and sniffed, smiling happily, "Little Mao'er, you are so amazing, Lou Yue is not as girly as you."

Jing Miao raised her eyebrows, pulled Duan Chunfu's hair in a calm manner, and didn't care about his pain and yelling, she just turned her head and asked Feng Jingling: "Brother, when the task is over, can you let me go back to the village?" Let’s take a look inside, I want to... pay homage to my father and the villagers.”

"There is nothing you can do." Feng Jingling nodded.

The task was completed neither too quickly nor too slowly. When it was time to return, Jing Miao bought the necessary things for worship, as well as a few thick stacks of paper money, which almost covered the entire sky with ashes.He hasn't worshiped for seven years, but he just made a tablet to enshrine, so he inevitably feels a little heavy in his heart.

In fact, although this person is his body's father, he has no relationship or relationship with him, but no matter what the other party says, he died to protect himself.

Jing Miao sighed slightly, he accepted the love.

Although Duan Chunfu is usually unreliable, he is also serious at the moment, he just patted Jing Miao on the shoulder lightly, advising him not to be too stuck in the past.

Seeing that the time was almost up, the four of them went back to the sect together.

The author has something to say: Details:

Blue Cream: It refers specifically to hair oil, which can be used for styling or smoothing hair. [Two kinds mentioned below] Osmanthus osmanthus: Commonly known as osmanthus oil, it can moisturize dry hair and has an incomparable fragrance.

Camellia oil: sweet and cool, moisturizes dryness, clears away heat and wind, detoxifies and kills insects, sharpens eyesight, produces luster, and has a light smell.

The information comes from "Suixiju Diet Spectrum"