Jiang Huai used the remaining plastic sheeting to simply make a curtain so that Sun Qing would not be exposed to the open air when he took a shower.

After it was done, I discovered that the plastic sheet he bought was too transparent and hazy, so it was better not to have it at all.

Just as he was about to take off the plastic sheet and replace it with a cloth curtain, Sun Qing's head had already been washed.

"Husband, have you prepared the bathing area for me? That's great, I love you!" Sun Qing happily hugged the basin, humming a song and jumping in.

Like a kitten moving, he made two trips back and forth to move all the things there, and then ordered Jianghuai to add water without any courtesy.

"Honey, hurry up. If you don't hurry up, Xiao Hai will be back soon!" Sun Qing walked to the plastic cloth and said while taking off the towel and putting it outside.

"Husband, take it quickly, don't get it dirty, we have to cover it at night." As he said this, he kept waving his hands like green onions.

Jiang Huai sighed silently, grabbed the hot towel and put it aside, and quickly went to add water to his little ancestor.

Now when he hears Sun Qing calling her husband, he feels as if he is reciting a tightening curse and his scalp feels tight!

"The water is ready, I'll boil another pot!" Jiang Huai neatly placed the two basins of water on the edge of the plastic cloth, turned around quickly and left.

Sun Qing tested the plastic sheet with his palm, and the palm prints and hairs could be clearly seen.

When he looked at the man running away as if he was being run over by a dog, the corners of his lips raised proudly.

"Husband, do you want to take a shower? Can we do it together?"

In response to Sun Qing's response, there was a burst of panic. Sun Qing smiled like a fox who had stolen meat, and happily started taking a bath.

Jiang Huai glanced in the direction of Sun Qing in annoyance, and he quickly looked away due to the hazy heat. He quickly swept up the broken cup and threw it into a garbage bag.

Sun Qing took a bath and changed four basins of water. Every time he asked for water, he would just call Jiang Huai.

No matter how difficult the conditions are, hygiene cannot be left behind.

Sun Qing was so happy that Jiang Huai almost pulled the basin over himself several times. After a while of hurried hands and feet, he finally finished washing.

Hearing Sun Qing ask for a towel and quilt, Jiang Huai felt as if he had received an amnesty. He didn't think about anything and quickly handed the towel and quilt to his little ancestor.

"I'm done, it's your turn!" Sun Qing came out happily. After being washed with hot water for a long time, her face was white and rosy, like a blooming peach blossom, which made people want to pinch it.

Knead and twist the petals carefully in your hands.

This time the towel was not wrapped into a silkworm chrysalis like before, but was turned into a creative version of Hanfu. Once wrapped, it could be used as a wipe.

"Husband, help me bring my clothes in. I have to go inside to change." After Sun Qing finished speaking, she immediately rushed into the house with a towel in hand.

Jiang Huai looked at the person who entered the room quickly, sighed silently, and followed him with his clothes as if to compromise.

As soon as he opened the door and walked in, he saw Sun Qing throwing the towel on the table. Jiang Huai felt that his breathing began to tighten again, and the blood rushed to the top of his head.

"Put the clothes here, I'm going out first." Jiang Huai exited urgently and quickly closed the door.

Sun Qing glanced at the door indifferently. She didn't care. Why was he running so fast?

Are you afraid that your newly married wife will find out that she is not good enough?

Tsk, what an old man with low self-esteem.

I quickly changed my clothes and quickly shook out the towel to dry. My hair was black and long and straight, which looked pretty good, but it was a pity that washing my hair was a troublesome thing.

I have to go to the barber shop tomorrow to get a shorter haircut.

Sun Qing wiped his hair while planning things for tomorrow.

Once your hair stops dripping and is combed smoothly, forget about it.

Just as he was about to open the door for some air, there was a knock on the door.

"Dad, open the door!"

Come on, the grudge is back!
Chapter completed!