He Zhi quickly let go of her hand, thinking that Ke Yang found something wrong with the tea, so she looked at Ke Yang in surprise.

"The water is cold, and I feel uncomfortable drinking it. I'll make you hot tea when I go back."

After saying that, Ke Yang moved both cups of tea aside. He reached out and hugged Doudou and sat on his lap, laughing and saying that he wanted Doudou to be happy. Doudou just listened, with no expression on his face.

Although Ke Yang used to be smiling, he didn't look as shocked as he is today. He suddenly snatched her tea and almost scared He Zhi to heart disease.

He Zhi regained her calm expression. Looking at Doudou's drooping eyes, she still couldn't relax. If Huang Banxian was really a master, she would have been able to speak to Doudou.

The white cloth curtain opened, and the middle-aged man with a square face hurried out. He saw Ke Yang holding Doudou and telling a joke, muttering, "What a bullshit immortal!", and then rushed out of the yard and "bang" and knocked open the yard door and left.

After a while, the woman with high hair tied up with her hair lifted the white cloth curtain. She stood at the door and did not come out. She looked straight at the man with four-faced faces walking outside the yard. She only withdrew her gaze and asked He Zhi and Doudou to go in with her.

Ke Yang naturally held Doudou and wanted to go in with him, but the woman stopped Ke Yang.

"You can't go in, men and women have to separate."

“We are a family.”

Worried that He Zhi would not be able to adapt to such an occasion, he was forced by his old mother and sister, so Ke Yang certainly had to accompany He Zhi without leaving. Of course, He Zhi didn't want Ke Yang to leave. In this Jigu Mountain Village, he could only feel at ease by being by Ke Yang's side.

"Don't family members avoid men and women?"

The woman looked at Doudou, who was holding Ke Yang in his arms.

Ke Yang still insisted on entering the inner room, and the woman frowned with slender and tall eyebrows.

"The immortal asked them to take a shower, and you want to follow me too?"

"bath?!"

Ke Yang and He Zhi spoke in unison.

"That's right, the immortal said that their bodies were not clean and they had to take a shower and change clothes before they could meet."

"What about after taking a shower? I have to accompany them, they are timid."

"After taking a shower, I can call you to go in with you."

After saying that, the woman let go of her raised eyebrows and stopped talking, lowered her eyebrows and eyes and led into the inner room.

"They are not dirty either. They are quite clean. Why do you have to let them take a shower?"

Ke Yang talked to himself to the woman's back. He had never been to such an occasion, and did not know that the so-called uncleanness of the immortal and the uncleanness he understood were two different concepts.

"Then I'll bring Doudou in first."

He Zhi and Doudou must not be able to follow him if he wants to take a shower. He Zhi hugged Doudou from Ke Yang's arms and walked a few steps to catch up with the woman. When she was about to turn into the inner room, she turned around and saw Ke Yang looking at him with a white cloth curtain.

Seeing He Zhi looking back at him, Ke Yang waved to meet him. The backs of He Zhi and Doudou disappeared at the turn, and Ke Yang put down the white cloth curtain. At this time, he found that the characters on the white cloth curtain seemed to have shaking for a while. He looked closely and saw that the strings of characters were just totem flowers drawn by thick black ink pens.

"Doudou, don't sleep, my aunt will take you to take a shower."

Walking into the inner room, the light became dim. Looking at Doudou, who seemed to be drowsy in his arms, He Zhi gently patted her little face.

Yesterday, Fengchen came to Ke Yang's hometown and was frightened again. He Zhi did not wash herself well. Since she had the chance to take a bath, she had to bathe in a camphor wooden barrel, so of course she had to enjoy it.

If Ke Xing was good, he would ask Huang Banxian about whereabouts of Song Meijun in a while, so as not to forget Ke Yang, and he might be admitted to the criminal police again and investigate Song Meijun's case again.

If you can't ask anything, giving Huang Banxian two hundred yuan would be considered as pity for her life experience. Any woman who wants to die after marriage is a chance to be unlucky is caught up by her three husbands alone.

"Doudou, don't sleep..."

Doudou, who was sitting in the small wooden bucket beside him, closed his eyes and tilted his head, as if he was really asleep. He Zhi pulled the big white bath towel covered with her shoulders, poked out her arm and patted Doudou's head.

"I can't sleep, my aunt will help you wash it."

Seeing Doudou open his eyes, He Zhi came out of the wooden bucket wrapped in a large bath towel, picked up the bath brush soaked in the bucket, and brushed her heart in front of Doudou's back.

“It must be done a few more times.”

He Zhi remembers the reminder of a woman with a high bun.

He picked up the dry bath towel and wrapped the washed Doudou. Doudou's head suddenly stood up, and his eyes stared at He Zhi with his eyes fixed on him.

"Doudou!"

He Zhi was frightened and shouted subconsciously.

Hearing He Zhi's shouting in a bad tone, the woman with high bun pushed the door and walked in. She reached out and patted Doudou on the forehead three times, then picked up Doudou, who was wrapped in a bath towel, and went out.

"You have to wash it a few more times yourself."

The woman left a word when she closed the door, and she didn't look at He Zhi from beginning to end...

There is only one long and low table in a small cottage of about ten square meters.

When Ke Yang came in, He Zhi and Doudou were already half kneeling behind the low table.

Seeing Ke Yang in his hand holding a dinosaur doll, the woman with high buns immediately called him to take it out and throw it away before entering.

"Why didn't I see you coming in with dirty things just now..."

The woman seemed to be self-examination. Seeing Ke Yang standing at the door without moving, she showed displeasure on her face and said again.

Ke Yang didn't want to waste time going out and put down the doll and come in again. He didn't intend to get Huang Banxian's guidance.

"I bought it for a few days and it's not dirty."

Ke Yang put the green dinosaur doll at the door and walked to He Zhi. He found a cushion by the table, and probably wanted someone to sit half kneeling. He also knelt down and sat on his heel. He found that sitting like this was a bit like the ancients before the Song Dynasty, and it felt quite good.

"Please go out and throw this thing away, otherwise I can't let you sit here."

The woman's expressionless face finally got angry, and her slender eyes glared, like a hen on a fight.

"Forget it, don't bother!"

An old voice came from the darkness behind the low table.

It turned out that behind the low table was a dark screen. If you didn't pay attention, you would think it was the wall in the house.

"The Great Immortal..."

Hearing the sound, the woman with high-breasted hair looked awe-inspiring, her hands hanged on both sides of the white linen robe, and bent down.

A thin and dry old lady walked out from behind the screen, with her head combed white and shiny on top of her head, as if she had a cotton flower.

Huang Banxian looked down at the two big and one small at the table, his eyes as quiet as water.

"You don't have to be nervous, I just want to talk to you."

Huang Banxian sat down slowly, crossed his lotus legs, and pulled up his long black embroidered cloak to cover his knees.

"Where do you come from?"

"Suicheng."

Feeling that the old lady opposite had a bit of fairy-like appearance, He Zhi couldn't help but feel a little natural favor.

"What is the name of the little girl? When was she born?"
Chapter completed!