Ye Qinghua’s eyes suddenly brimd with a bright light, filled with hope as she looked at Ye Jiu, "Really, Older Cousin, in half a month, can my hair truly grow that long?"
Ye Qinghua’s hair was the kind that grew slowly, and possibly due to malnutrition in her childhood, it was slightly yellow, not the glossy black color it should be.
Therefore, after conditions improved, Ye Qinghua cherished her hair greatly, eating so black sesa seeds every day in the hope of having a beautiful head of hair.
Now, before her hair had even turned black, a sudden fire had scorched away much of it, leaving behind a ss. No wonder she felt terrible.
"Really, but you need to take care of your hair first. Otherwise, when the new hair grows in, the tips will still show signs of being burnt, and that will look very unattractive," Ye Jiu said.
Ye Qinghua subconsciously touched her head, "Older Cousin, please help with it. I’ll take off the headscarf, but you mustn’t laugh at ."
"Of course I won’t," Ye Jiu promised.
Only after Ye Qinghua took off her headscarf did Ye Jiu realize why she had covered her head so tightly.
The hair that was burnt by the fire was indeed too dreadful to behold.
"Let’s just cut it all off," Ye Jiu had originally planned to trim along the burnt edges, but the hair on the back of the skull was almost sticking to the scalp, barely worth keeping.
"You decide, Older Cousin," said Ye Qinghua, whose spirit had already temporarily collapsed.
Ye Qinghua covered her face the entire ti, giving Ye Jiu the chance to pull out a specialized razor for shaving heads from her space, and because it was her first ti doing it, afraid of hurting Qinghua’s scalp, Ye Jiu’s movents were extrely slow and careful.
When it was all done, Ye Qinghua had beco a clean-shaven little baldie.
Ye Jiu touched her head and comforted her, "Don’t cover it anymore. This way, it actually looks quite good."
"Older Cousin, even you are making fun of ," said Ye Qinghua as she angrily lowered her hand from her face.
Ye Jiu passed the copper mirror on the table to her, "Look for yourself."
Ye Qinghua looked into the mirror and her face imdiately flushed red.
Indeed, the bald appearance was already much better than the previous disheveled look, but it still felt so awkward.
Ye Qinghua picked up the headscarf lying nearby and wrapped her head tightly again, then said, "Anyway, I’m not going out until my hair grows back. Older Cousin, can you ask my mother to bring in a basin of water for ? I want to wash my head."
"Alright," Ye Jiu agreed. "But your mother is busy at the mont. I’ll boil so hot water for you."
"No need, Older Cousin. It’s so hot, cold water will do." Qinghua didn’t dare to have Ye Jiu heat water for her. Even with Grandmother bedridden, she didn’t have the guts to revolt!
"Still being so formal with . Besides, cold water isn’t good for a girl’s body. You’re grown up now; you should avoid cold water in the future," Ye Jiu said as she walked out.
In her previous life, she probably didn’t take enough care of herself. Unable to afford a washing machine and needing to work in her spare ti, she even washed clothes in cold water during winter, leading to her later misfortunes.
Every ti her period ca, the pain made her want to curl up and roll on the floor. Neither brown sugar water nor heating pads could ease her symptoms.
As for going to the hospital, that ant another considerable expense.
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