The Analects of Righteous Father Collapse [Quick Travel]

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The widow's number one scholar (7)

On the other side, Jiang Liu saw that the beauty didn't answer his questions no matter how he hinted at her, and he also realized that maybe the other party was not willing to discuss this sensitive topic with his son.

If you want to talk about Hu Guirong, you have to choose the right time.

"Mom has poured hot water for you. You go and soak in it quickly. Mom will come and rub your back later."

As soon as she got home, Meng Yunniang turned around and saw that her son was busy in the yard. She seemed to be annoyed. Send the other person to take a shower.

"Mom, I'm going to the school to study, and it's time to take a shower by myself."

After being in this body for a while, Jiang Liu did all the scrubbing and soaking of his feet on weekdays. He almost forgot that every time he took a shower When the time comes, the beauty will have to rub this body's back.

The original person who was still a child might not think there was any problem, but the mature Jiang Liu would be a little unable to accept it. He couldn't really let the beautiful woman rub his back and see his body.

"How dare you say that you are an adult even if your hair is not even long? Okay, don't delay things, hurry up and give me a bath."

Meng Yunniang's temper was particularly bad today, and she glared at her son with her hands on her hips, looking like she could not tolerate any criticism.

"Let me tell you, even if you go to school and get the first prize in the exam, you will still be your mother's son. Don't imitate those sour Confucians and say some things at home that people won't listen to. If you understand."

It's not like Meng Yunniang has never seen those scholars who look down on their mud-legged relatives after they have passed the examination. Those white-eyed wolves don't even think about who frugally trained them. She has always disdained such people, and she doesn't want them. His son became that kind of person.

"Mom, I understand."

Jiang Liu was still frightened by the beauty of the tigress. He did not dare to challenge his mother's authority. He took the water ladle and clean clothes and walked to the bathroom obediently.

It is said to be a bathhouse, but it is actually an empty room that is not very spacious. There is only a bucket and a low stool in it. On weekdays, the couple takes a bath in this room. At this time, the hot water has been poured, and Jiang Liu is stepping on it. I climbed into the tub with a low stool.

The warm bath soup made people couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. Jiang Liu filled the water with a ladle, and then poured it down from the top of his head. Because the conditions at home did not allow him to use Xiangyizi, he could only use plain water. Soak it, then grab the hair on the top of your head and wash it clean.

Meng Yunniang came to add hot water to her son twice more. When Jiang Liupao's skin was almost wrinkled, she finally found time to rub his back.

Meng Yunniang was holding a loofah pulp in her hand. This is the product of old loofahs in the yard dried in the sun and the outer skin removed. In the countryside, it is not only used to clean dishes and chopsticks, but also used to rub the dirt off the body.

After grinding tofu for so many years, Meng Yunniang's hands were very strong. After just a few rubs, Jiang Liu grinned and screamed in pain.

"Okay, stop yelling. I haven't seen you do so much when I gave you a bath before."

Meng Yunniang patted her son's head, grabbed his little arm, and pulled her son back who was trying to sneak away. Then rub him cleanly back and forth.