The Infinite Way of the Heroic Army

When Qilin walked to the wooden bucket, she felt worried again. This was clean drinking water. You couldn't just hold the water in your hands and wash your face. Even if they didn't mind, those black things might stick to their hands if they washed them in the first step. Then It will be difficult to wash the second time, and then it will trouble other people. He just did such an outrageous thing to me, so I don’t want his help.

Those wooden barrels containing seafood also have water, so it's better to wash there, but when you think about the seafood spitting out the dirt in the body into the water, it may be okay to use it to wash your hands, but there is some barrier to washing your face.

Qilin looked at the only adult in the room and could only ask Zhao for help, saying, "Uncle Zhao, is there anything I can use to scoop out water? I'm not very good at washing my face."

"Don't you just wash your face with your hands?"

"Isn't this bucket of water dirty? We have to stay one night and can't go back tomorrow. We only have these two buckets of water. If there is not enough water, we will have to trouble Uncle Zhao again."

"Actually, it doesn't matter if you scoop the water with your hands, but since you asked this question, it's easy." Zhao waved to Yi and said, "Yi, come here." Yi could only hold his hair and walked to Zhao. Feeling guilty as a thief, she dared not look directly at Qilin.

Seeing that he was timid, a few faint words came from Qilin's mouth. "Brother Yi, didn't you say I'm cute? Why don't you even have the courage to look at me now?"

Yi turned around without saying much, and kissed Qilin's darkened face directly. Seeing how fierce he was, Qilin quickly covered that face with her hand, and Yi kissed the palm of her hand. , looking at the fingers in front of him, Yi stuck out his tongue and turned it around on the palm of her hand.

Qilin blushed and retracted her hand. Yi raised her brows proudly and retracted her forward bending body.

Zhao shook his head when he saw this scene. He felt that he seemed a bit redundant in front of these two people. He even felt that they didn't see him at all in their eyes, or didn't they regard him as a human being? Showing affection as if there was no one else on the sidelines.

Zhao took out a water ladle from his back and handed it to Qilin's hand, saying, "You wash Yi's hands first, and then he washes your face."

"Uncle Zhao, don't you need to wash it? You and Yi Bu both built the stove."

"No need! My hands are not dirty, and he and I didn't build it directly with our hands."

Qilin glared at Yi fiercely and said, "Then you really worked hard." Yi glanced at Zhao with some resentment, as if to say, don't say it out loud, wouldn't this add fuel to the fire?

Qilin took the water ladle and scooped out a ladle of water from the wooden bucket. She turned to the other direction and bent down. The water ladle was very close to the ground to ensure that dirty water would not splash into the bucket during washing.

"What are you doing standing there? Why don't you come over and wash your hands? Do you want to keep looking at these black lines on my face?" Yi walked over, squatted on the ground and put his hands under the water scoop. Qilin tilted the water scoop to one side, The water hit Yi's hands, and he rubbed them back and forth to start cleaning.

Yi secretly looked at Qilin, only to find that she was looking at his hands with gentle eyes and a smile on her lips. She had been carefully controlling the water flow to ensure that her hands were clean. Looking at her like this, it's easy to feel warm and happy. He withdrew his gaze and looked forward, spreading his hands and found that they had been cleaned.

"Okay, wash it off." Qilin leveled the water ladle. Yi shook the water on his hand and stood up, took the water ladle from Qilin's hand and said, "Come on, let me clean it for you now."

Qilin squatted on the ground and bent forward, holding her hands like hearts under the water gourd. Yi poured a little water into his hands and bent down. Qilin noticed that Yi had not poured water on her hand for a long time. Just when she was about to speak, a hand was already on her face.

Qilin raised her head and looked at Yi, who was bending over, and said, "What are you doing!"

"Lower your head! Lower your head! Lower your head! Otherwise, all the water will flow into your clothes." Hearing Yi's urgent voice, Qilin quickly lowered her head and said, "I asked you what are you doing?"

"Isn't this obvious? I'll help you wash your face!" Yi poured some more water and started to wash Qilin's face.

"Who wants you to help me wash my face? I can do it myself." This was the first time for me to wash my face at close range like this. Yi's fingers touched Qilin's face over and over again. The gentle touch of his fingers was very comfortable, unlike his own fingers. The feeling of touching your own face is even more wonderful.

"Don't you agree with it yourself? You wash my hands and I'll wash your face." Yi did not stop his movements.

"It's not like this at all. I just asked you to pour some water for me." Qilin's voice became smaller and softer.

"the same"

"It's not the same at all, okay?"

"Almost, and it will be ready soon."

Zhao stood aside and thought that it would only take a few minutes to clean it, but it turned out to be like this in a blink of an eye. He shook his head when he saw it. He didn't quite understand why men and women could be so disgusted with each other, and he felt that he was insulted. Out of sight, out of mind, I directly picked up another bucket of water, walked to the rice pot, picked it up and walked to the stove.

Behind their backs, he took out another water ladle, took out a shovel, put the shovel down on the ground, took out a chopping board, took out a table, put the chopping board on the table, glanced at the two people, and found that there was something else. I was washing my face there and didn't even pay attention to this side.

"That's fine. It saves me the trouble of thinking of reasons and I don't have to run around."

Zhao started making eight-treasure rice, washed the rice, took out a wooden lid to cover it, then picked up a shovel and shoveled some soil under the bonfire and put it into the two stoves. Then he walked to the wooden barrels holding seafood, fished out some seafood from them, packed them in a wooden barrel, opened the wooden cabinet and took some meat and vegetables from inside, walked to the cutting board, and processed all the ingredients. Cut into small pieces and marinate some ingredients.

He took out a cross wooden board and put it into the rice pot, dividing the rice into four equal parts. A burst of green light flashed, and even the water between the four areas could not flow through the wooden board to another area.

Yi felt that the washing was almost done and said, "Look up and see if it's completely washed."

Qilin raised her head, and Yi looked at it carefully and said, "Well, that's all." He raised the barrel in front of her and said, "See for yourself." The reflection in the water. The black traces on her face had disappeared. Qilin touched her face and found that her face was a little hot at this time. She held her hands in a heart shape and said to Yi, "Pour me some water." Yi scooped some water. It fell into Qilin's hand, and Qilin bent down and applied the water to her face until the water completely drained away.

Qilin did not stand up, but stretched her hands forward. Yi understood what she meant, and poured some water into her palms. Qilin applied it to her face again, feeling that the temperature of her face had dropped, and finally washed her face. face, straightened.

Yi threw the water ladle in his hand into the bucket and stretched out his hand to Qilin. She smiled brightly and put her hand on Yi's palm.