Anyone who doesnât like it, well, they just have to hold it in!
After having dinner at the Ruan Familyâs home, the group thought about how the kids would soon be heading off to college, making these gatherings even rarer. So, they didnât rush to leave and instead chatted in the courtyard.
Jiaojiao snuggled in the embrace of the Ruanlin Family matriarch, her little head resting on her lap. Sanmao tucked its little paws under itself nearby, occasionally licking its fur.
Rourou, on the other hand, couldnât sit still and was having a blast running around the courtyard.
Jiaojiao watched first one, then the other, and occasionally let out a laugh. She truly felt blissful.
The chatting stretched on until past nine in the evening before everyone slowly dispersed.
Jiaojiao was truly exhausted after a long day, but remembering how much she had sweated, she wanted to wash her hair and take a bath. However, the Ruanlin Family matriarch persuaded her, "Jiaojiao, wait a couple of days before washing up. You canât wash your hair now."
"But I sweated a lot today." During the worst of the pain, nearly all of her hair was soaked with sweat.
"You still canât wash it. Be good and listen to granny. Besides, I just smelled it; it doesnât stink at all. If you donât believe me, ask your brother."
"Yeah, it doesnât smell." â Ruan Jie.
"Smells nice." â Xiu Xi.
"..." â Jiaojiao.
She thought they also had it hard, having to coax her like this all these years.
"Well, can I at least take a bath?"
"That you can do." The Ruanlin Family matriarch nodded.
Jiaojiao let out a sigh of relief. Too lazy to go upstairs, she took her bath in the downstairs bathroom. As she undressed, she suddenly remembered the small clothes she had changed and left in the restroom at noon.
Jiaojiao had started washing her own small clothes since middle school. She wouldnât let anyone help before, and now even less. She washed what she had just changed out of in the bathroom before coming out.
As she emerged, the Ruanlin Family matriarch happened to come out of the kitchen and said, "Jiaojiao, leave your little clothes. Granny will wash them for you later; you canât touch cold water."
Jiaojiaoâs face blushed, and she softly said, "I already washed them."
The matriarch frowned, immediately setting down what she was holding and walking over, "Did you use cold water or warm water?"
"Cold water..."
"Donât do it next time. Leave it to granny. Why are you separating these things from granny?" The matriarch knew she was shy, but this wasnât something to play around with.
Dirty small clothes canât be cleaned with hot water, only cold water can do the job, but Jiaojiao shouldnât be touching cold water with her current condition.
"Okay." Seeing the matriarchâs serious expression, Jiaojiao didnât argue and nodded.
"Give me whatâs in your hands. Iâll wash it for you. Did you wash the one from noon? Where is it? Bring it down, and granny will wash it." The matriarch continued.
Thinking of the small clothes from noon, Jiaojiaoâs face reddened again, but she dared not refuse the matriarch and could only go upstairs to get it. She had specially balled it up into a small ball and stuffed it into a corner, covering it with a towel to keep it from being discovered.
When she went upstairs to look for it, she searched all around the spot where she had hidden her small clothes, but she couldnât find them.
Even the towel that covered them was nowhere to be found.
It couldnât be! She had left them in her bathroom; how could they just disappear?
Could it be that Mom took them down to wash?
Jiaojiao turned, just about to go ask Shu Jiao, but as she stepped out of her room and passed by the living room, she caught sight of Xiu Xi standing on the balcony. Subconsciously glancing at him, she noticed a very familiar piece of small clothing fluttering in the summer breeze above his head...