The end of natural disasters: the daily life of child brides in ancient times

When Lu Qingqing came out, the sound of water was still going on at the other side of the shower curtain.

She dried her hair with a cloth and walked to the mirror.

I looked up and, wow, even after all this time, my hairstyle is still so ugly!

To even mention hairstyles would be an insult to the word "hairstyle".

She felt that it didn't look as good as when it was cut short at the beginning.

Just as she was complaining about her ugly hair, Qin Lang's figure appeared in the mirror.

The boy, who had just finished showering, still had steam rising from his body.

Her long, smooth, black hair was wet and clung to her body, dripping water.

Water droplets trickled down the clearly defined lines of his muscles, eventually disappearing into the towel tied around his waist.

Lu Qingqing's gaze swept over the firm muscle lines and finally landed on the smooth long hair.

Qin Lang's long hair contrasted sharply with his own current shaved head.

Thinking of this, she became even more irritated as she dried her hair.

Qin Lang seemed to notice her dislike for her hair, smiled, took the cloth, and gently dried her hair.

The height difference between the two made it very easy for Qin Lang to dry their hair.

Looking in the mirror, Lu Qingqing watched the young man patiently wiping his messy hair with a cloth.

The obvious difference in their physiques in the mirror made her suddenly realize that the boy was already over sixteen years old.

Now that my mind is clear again, I'll definitely be able to go out and make money.

Even by modern standards, he is already a person with full civil capacity.

Not to mention, in ancient times, this age would have been considered an adult.

Thinking about it this way, she felt that the distance between the two of them seemed a little too close.

She forced herself to remain calm, grabbed the towel, moved aside, and began drying her hair.

Beside him, Qin Lang stared blankly at her actions, somewhat confused.

Qingqing seemed to enjoy it when he was drying his hair!

Why did it suddenly change?

I pondered for a long time, but still couldn't figure it out.

Okay, even if someone's brain gets smarter, their dating experience is still zero.

However, he couldn't understand why Qingqing wouldn't let him dry her hair.

But after spending so much time together, he has his own ways of dealing with things.

"Qingqing, I saw Grandma get a haircut before."

Your hair in the front is blocking your eyes.

"How about I cut it for you?"

This sentence is perfectly timed.

Fifteen minutes later, Lu Qingqing looked at the short women's hair that had already taken shape in the mirror and silently gave it a thumbs up.

She felt that Qin Lang's hands-on skills and comprehension were truly impressive.

Based solely on her description, she managed to cut a short Japanese hairstyle that was quite popular in her previous life.

Seeing Qingqing's satisfied expression, Qin Lang felt secretly pleased.

In her past life, Qingqing had this hairstyle, which looked incredibly chic paired with a sophisticated urban outfit!

In this life, though my appearance has changed, this hairstyle still suits me.

Lu Qingqing went to the fire and dried her hair.

After the style was set, I admired myself in the mirror for a while.

The more I look at it, the more familiar it seems.

I think I had this hairstyle in a past life.

Just as she was thinking this, she heard Qin Lang call her name.

Seeing him squatting by the fire, having some trouble drying his hair, I ran over and helped him.

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The next day, Sun Chengkun arrived early with his men to borrow horses.

When Lu Qingqing came out after hearing the commotion, Old Man Zhuang had already led his men into the stable.

The same villagers were driving the carts as yesterday, and the horses they led were mostly the ones that had been trained and used the day before.

At that moment, a loud neighing sound suddenly came from the stable.

Lu Qingqing recognized Xiaobai's voice and quickly ran inside.

Sun Chengkun was seen hiding to the side in fright.

Meanwhile, Little White was blowing air forcefully through its nostrils while vigorously pawing the ground with its hooves.

Even when Old Zhuang came forward, he kept shaking his head, not letting him touch him.

Clearly, he was very angry.

Lu Qingqing rushed forward, calling to it as she touched its neck.

Xiao Bai only calmed down after smelling the familiar scent.

Sun Chengkun was worried that Lu Qingqing would misunderstand, so he quickly explained that he just wanted to take Xiaobai out.

I didn't expect it to react so strongly.

While stroking Xiaobai's neck to comfort it, Lu Qingqing explained to Sun Chengkun that the horse seemed to have a bond with its owner.

After a while, Xiaobai finally relaxed completely and began to nibble on the hay.

But if Old Man Zhuang or Sun Chengkun made the slightest move to get close, it would immediately snort loudly, looking like it was cursing something very filthy.

Sun Chengkun was completely convinced by Xiaobai and dared not approach her again.

Seeing that it was getting late, he bid farewell to Lu Qingqing and Old Man Zhuang, and led the team to continue to the charcoal kiln to haul charcoal.

After Qin Lang finished clearing the snow off the roof, he went down to check on Xiao Bai in the stable after learning about what had happened.

At this moment, Old Man Zhuang was squatting not far from Xiaobai, muttering to himself.

Clearly, he harbored a lot of resentment towards Xiaobai for not letting him touch things.

He admitted that he fed the horses quite a bit, going to the stables several times a day, just in case the horses got cold or hungry.

This time, Xiaobai's actions really hurt him.

Looking at the old man Zhuang, who resembled a child, Qin Lang could only offer a few words of comfort.

In fact, Xiaobai and Xiaohei in the space were chosen by him and Qingqing from a group of horses.

It was already very spiritual, and then it drank the spatial water for so long.

Their intelligence is comparable to that of a child who is only a few years old.

This time, it was clear that it had chosen its master and wouldn't allow anyone else to ride it.

After adding some more refined food to Xiaobai, he went up and touched Xiaobai's neck.

Although Xiaobai's attitude towards him wasn't as intimate as her attitude towards Lu Qingqing, at least she didn't spit on him.

That afternoon, Lu Qingqing and Qin Lang were about to take their bedding to the watchtower for their shift.

Before I could even leave the house, I saw Old Sun rushing over.

Seeing that they hadn't come out yet, he hurriedly called out:

"Young Master Lu, Young Master Qin, Uncle Lao Wu asked me to come and talk to you."

From now on, you don't need to participate in village patrols.

It turned out that it was Uncle Wu who asked about the lookout tower duty that day in the evening.

Hearing that it was Lu Qingqing's family on duty, he felt that he already owed them a big favor.

He then made the decision that his family would no longer need to participate in the rotation.

Old Zhuang was very happy after Sun Laohai left.

He had been on duty there a few times before, and each time he came back, he was freezing cold.

He was very happy to learn that he didn't have to go on duty this time.

Tonight we're going to have a big meal to celebrate.