After dinner, Luo Fengtang called Yang Ruoqing to the alley outside the courtyard.

"Why do we have to talk about it here? It's so mysterious."

Yang Ruoqing followed over and couldn't help but ask.

As soon as he stood firm, Luo Fengtang took out a small wooden box tied with a red rope from behind.

"It's for you." He said.

"ah?"

Yang Ruoqing was surprised.

Taking the wooden box, "Is this... a birthday gift for me?"

He nodded.

"What?" she asked.

"You'll know if you open it and take a look!" He smiled and winked.

She hurriedly opened it and opened the lid of the box with three clicks.

"Ah? What an exquisite wooden comb!"

She whispered.

He took out the cute little comb with sharp curves and looked at it carefully in front of his eyes.

Each saw tooth is polished smooth, wide at the top and narrow at the bottom.

The handle held by the fingers is round and thick.

There is also a rose pattern carved on it.

"It's so exquisite. Where did you buy it?"

She praised it and asked again.

This comb, in modern times, is simply weak compared to the "Tan Carpenter" comb.

Moreover, this comb has a light fragrance.

It should be carved and polished from camphor wood.

Used to comb hair, it can activate blood circulation in the head and refresh the mind.

The special fragrance not only brings her confidence, but also relieves the problems of dandruff and lice.

What a comb!

Hearing her question, he scratched his head and said a little embarrassedly: "The shops in the town won't open until the eighth day of the Lunar New Year. I made this comb by myself."

Just afraid she won't like it.
Chapter completed!