Helping Her Wash Her Hair

Zhou Chenglei glanced at Zhou Yongguo indifferently.

"Grandson Grandpa," Zhou Yongguo immediately cowered, "Watermelon juice is good, Jiang Xia can just have watermelon juice!"

He even forgot to call her 'Granddaughter-in-law'.

Grandpa instantly became a grandson!

Jiang Xia had an excellent alcohol tolerance, developed in her previous life. After graduating with her master's degree, she and her Senior Apprentice Brother had started a venture capital firm together.

In venture capital, socializing was unavoidable, and wherever there was socializing, there was alcohol. Especially at dinners she hosted, she had been hospitalized several times for stomach bleeding, and continued drinking after being discharged.

She had no choice in her previous life, but now she could be more carefree. She had already toasted everyone, so she picked up the glass of watermelon juice and said with a smile, "My alcohol tolerance is indeed shallow, just one cup and I'm down. So I'll use watermelon juice as a substitute for wine, to toast Grand Uncle."

Zhou Yongguo's spine straightened immediately. He was a grandfather! What was there to be afraid of? "Grandson, hurry up, your Granddaughter-in-law is about to toast me! Hurry up!"

Zhou Chenglei didn't argue with him and picked up his wine glass.

Everyone enjoyed the meal, and all the dishes were eaten clean.

The Guang Zong Yao Zu four brothers even mixed the leftover sauce with rice, not letting a drop go to waste.

Even the picky Zhou Jie ate an extra bowl of rice.

Everyone praised Jiang Xia's cooking skills.

Great-Grandmother: "I've never eaten such delicious Braised Pork Belly before."

Zhou Chengxin: "It's the same Boiled Shrimp, but the shrimp made by Fourth Sister-in-law are especially sweet and refreshing."

Unlike his wife, who boiled the shrimp until they had no flavor.

"I didn't know Sheng Gourd and White Clam were a match made in heaven!"

"The chefs at the State-Owned Restaurant aren't as good as A'Lei's wife."

Listening to everyone's praise, Mother Zhou's face was full of smiles, and she looked at Jiang Xia much more favorably.

Tian Caihua was a little jealous. She had worked herself to death in the Zhou family for many years without receiving a single compliment, but after one meal, they were practically singing Jiang Xia's praises to the heavens.

With so much oil used in the cooking, even a sow could make it taste good! But she also admired Jiang Xia's knife skills, they were simply amazing! *After the meal, the men put the tables and chairs back in place, and the women cleared the dishes.

Jiang Xia was about to wash the dishes when Zhou Chenglei stopped her, "Let my mom and them wash them."

She had already done enough by cooking, and using a spatula didn't require much contact with water, but washing dishes was different, her hands would get wet.

Zhou Chenglei then said to Mother Zhou, "Mom, Jiang Xia hoed all the weeds in the yard, and her hands have blisters. You wash the dishes!"

Mother Zhou: "..."

Having sons, having sons! Each and every one of them forgets their mother once they marry a wife!

However, Jiang Xia had cleared the weeds in the yard? Mother Zhou was already impressed with Jiang Xia after today's meal, and now she felt even more that Jiang Xia was willing to live with her son.

Otherwise, why would she be so active in doing chores?

As long as Jiang Xia was willing to live well with her son, she wasn't the kind of person who would make things difficult for her daughter-in-law.

And she was very happy to see their relationship developing for the better.

Mother Zhou said with a smile, "A'Lei should have said earlier that your hands have blisters. We'll wash the dishes, you go sit down."

He Xinghuan, Great-Grandmother's daughter-in-law, heard this and said with a smile, "If Little Xia's hands have blisters, she shouldn't get them wet. We can wash a few dishes, and you've already worked hard making so many dishes."

Jiang Xia didn't insist, she hated washing dishes the most, "Then I'll sweep the floor."

Tian Caihua pursed her lips. What was so great about having blisters? In the past, she had cut a big gash in her hand with a sickle, but didn't she still do everything? Thinking this, Tian Caihua didn't show it, and echoed the sentiment. After washing the dishes, she also wiped the stove clean before carrying her family's big iron pot and casserole away.

After the house was cleaned and everyone had left, Zhou Chenglei carried the last few chairs back to Great-Grandmother's house and closed the courtyard door.

Father Zhou and Zhou Zhou had already washed up and returned to their rooms, they were used to going to bed early.

Zhou Chenglei saw Jiang Xia carrying a bucket of hot water out of the kitchen, and he hurried forward to take it.

Jiang Xia said, "I want to wash my hair, just put it in the yard."

The shower room was too narrow and had no lights, who knew if there were any snakes, she was a little afraid to stay in there for too long.

Taking a bath was unavoidable, she had to bite the bullet and do it.

Zhou Chenglei frowned, "Can't you wash it in a few days?"

"I can't stand it if I don't wash it." After cleaning and cooking, her hair was full of dust and the smell of cooking fumes, which she couldn't tolerate.

"Doesn't your hand hurt?"

"Even if my hand hurts, I have to wash it. I can't stand my hair being dirty."

Mother Zhou came out of the shower room at this time, and upon hearing this, she said, "A'Lei, you can help Jiang Xia wash her hair."

The two of them: "..."

Mother Zhou saw that they were both stunned: "What's wrong? Isn't it natural for a man to help his wife wash her hair? When my hand was injured before, your Father Zhou also helped me wash it."

As long as the couple spends more time together, their relationship will naturally develop. Her son is already twenty-eight years old and doesn't even have a child yet.

Zhou Yongguo is the same age as A'Lei, and Zhou Jie is about to start elementary school.

Zhou Chenglei looked at Jiang Xia: "Let me help you!"

Jiang Xia blurted out, "No need, you can help with washing hair, but what about taking a bath?"

Mother Zhou: "You can also help with taking a bath. When you get old and can't move, aren't you relying on your partner to help?"

Zhou Chenglei: "..."

Jiang Xia: "..."

Did she get on the wrong bus?

Mother Zhou simply took out a small stool and sat in the yard to dry her hair, staring at them: "Hurry up, A'Lei, why are you standing still? Aren't you going to help Jiang Xia wash her hair?"

Helpless, the two had no choice but to bite the bullet and proceed.

The night in August, the cicadas chirped, the breeze was gentle, and the stars twinkled as they peeked at the couple on the ground.

Jiang Xia sat on a small stool, her head covered in bubbles.

These were bubbles made from Bee Flower Brand Shampoo. In the entire village, only Jiang Xia used shampoo to wash her hair. People in the village usually used Soap Pod, Arborvitae Leaves, Camellia Seeds, and other things to boil water for washing their hair.

Zhou Chenglei stood behind her, his ten fingers gently grasping her scalp, his hands full of bubbles, a little flustered.

It was Zhou Chenglei's first time washing someone's hair, so he had no experience. Jiang Xia said there weren't enough bubbles, so he poured more shampoo. Then there was too much! Making both of them quite embarrassed.

"Does it hurt?" He was afraid that his strength was too great.

"It doesn't hurt, you can rinse it now." Jiang Xia wiped the water and bubbles that flowed onto her face, eyes, and neck with a towel.

It was more painful than washing it herself! Jiang Xia lowered her head, facing her hair towards the enamel basin printed with large red flowers, revealing her smooth and fair nape, her neck slender and graceful.

Zhou Chenglei scooped a spoonful of water from the bucket next to him, slowly pouring water on the back of her head while using his hands to comb her hair, allowing the clear water to smoothly rinse away the bubbles from her hair.

"It would be great if I could wash my hair while lying down, then I wouldn't have to worry about water getting into my eyes." Jiang Xia wiped the water from her eyes and couldn't help but say.

Zhou Chenglei didn't speak, but he thought about buying a deck chair when he went to the market in a couple of days.

Tomorrow wouldn't work, he had to go out to sea tomorrow.

His eldest brother was probably feeling guilty, so he let him go out to sea first, then it would be his turn the second day, and his father would go on the last day.

Zhou Chenglei was distracted, and the clear water that was originally cascading down her silky black hair took a mischievous turn, and the water flowed down Jiang Xia's slender and fair neck, seeping into her collar.

Zhou Chenglei subconsciously reached out to wipe it, inadvertently catching sight of the upright curve within the neckline of her floral shirt.