I found a basin, shook off all the henna, and rinsed it with clean water.
This behavior attracted the other brothers. Cheng Yun came out of the house without seeing what was inside and asked: "Lingbao, are you playing with water?"
Lingbao replied loudly: "I didn't!"
The weather has been getting colder recently, and Cheng Yun was always afraid that she would secretly play in the water and catch the cold.
Holding up a large handful of beautifully colored henna, Lingbao said, "I'm washing the petals, and I'm going to dye my nails later!"
Cheng Yi squatted next to him and took over automatically with his actions faster than his brain. However, he scrubbed with too much force, as if he was rubbing the petals as enemies. Ling Bao was afraid that he would rub them into pieces, so he would not let her do it.
Cheng Yi rubbed his nose and asked, "Use this to dye your nails?"
Ling Bao nodded: "Yes, yes."
After washing, pick it up, put it in a container, add a little salt, mash it with a pestle, then apply the broken petals on the nails, wrap them with leaves, and tie them tightly with thread.
Then just wait patiently for an hour or two.
Cheng Yi suddenly said: "It looks familiar."
Cheng Yun said: "Mom has done this before." However, all they saw were wrapped, so they didn't recognize them for a moment.
Ling Bao raised his head with a "swish" sound and said in surprise: "Have you ever dyed your nails like this before?"
Cheng Yun nodded firmly.
If Lingbao's joy was ten thousand points just now, it is ten thousand points now. She held her hand happily and got another one of the same style as her mother, hehe.
Cheng Jin thought about it for a moment, but didn't recall it.
Because after the death of her young daughter, Jiang Baohui no longer cared about these external things. When she was younger, Cheng Jin was still young and had no memory.
Two hours later, Lingbao was sitting on the bench. Several brothers removed her stitches and leaves, and removed the broken petals. The orange-red nails were revealed, and they were quite beautiful.
"Brother, is your mother like this?" Ling Bao asked after admiring it for a while.
"It's like this, but it's a little redder than yours."
Ah, why isn’t it exactly the same as my mother’s?
"Then how can I be as red as my mother?" Ling Bao asked humbly.
Cheng Yun really didn't know that Zelan made everything in Jiang Baohui himself. If he wanted to know, he would have to go to the capital and ask her.
Ling Bao pouted and said a little unhappy, "Okay."
Seeing that she was feeling a little depressed, her brothers began to coax her, saying that her dyed nails looked so beautiful.
Cheng Yi couldn't help but blurted out: "It makes us want to get one!"
Ling Bao's ears twitched, he raised his head and said with bright eyes, "Then I'll dye it for you!"
Cheng Yi was dumbfounded: "Ah?"
Cheng Yun: "..."
Cheng Jin: "..."
Xie Wuyang: "..."
Cheng! Yi!!!
Still receiving no response, Ling Bao slowly collapsed again: "Don't you want to do it?"
"No, no, whatever you want, dye it, dye it."
"I was so happy just now that I didn't react, hahaha."
Lingbao laughed again, and while going to get the things, he said: "You guys line up, don't grab, come one by one."
"Brother, you come first, the elders and the younger ones are in order!" Cheng Yi adheres to the idea that a dead Taoist friend will not die a poor Taoist. Maybe he will be tired after dyeing Lingbao for his eldest brother, and he doesn't want to dye it anymore...
Cheng Yun smiled and said, "No need. As an elder brother, you have to love and protect your younger brother. You guys go first."
Cheng Yi gave up decisively and looked for a younger brother who was easier to bully: "Sanlang, everything is fine, you guys come first." He also plagiarized, "As the second elder brother, you must love and protect your younger brother."
"It's obvious that he has no good intentions!" Xie Wuyan scolded.
Cheng Jin was beside him, nodding slightly.
After the scolding, Ling Bao also came back. She asked who came first. Xie Wuxu pushed Cheng Jin and said, "He came first."
Cheng Jin looked in disbelief
Hold him.
Xie Wuyang didn't dare to look at him and whispered, "I'm one year older than you."
As a non-blood brother, he must also love and protect his younger brother.
Cheng Jin: "..."
What kind of people are these?
"Third brother, are you coming first? Sit down quickly." Ling Bao waved with a smile, "I have experience, I will definitely dye it beautifully for you!"
Can I not have it...
Cheng Jin walked over expressionlessly, sat down, stretched out his paws, and when he raised his hand again, his ten fingers had already been wrapped.
"Who's next?" Ling Bao asked.
Cheng Yun, Cheng Yi, Xie Wuhuang looked at each other in confusion and said nothing.
"It's him." Cheng Jin pointed to a person, "Just now he said he was looking forward to you dyeing his nails, Ling Bao."
Xie Wuyang: "..."
"Really? Brother Wuyou!"
Xie Wuyang gritted his teeth and said, "Really."
After all, he couldn't tell lies. What if Ling Bao was sad?
"Then sit down quickly." Ling Bao patted the stool.
Xie Wuyang reluctantly sat over and stretched out his hand resignedly, saying that it was a quick package and it wouldn't take long.
I thought that Lingbao had already wrapped two people, so he should be happy, but Lingbao was still full of energy. Cheng Yi looked at his wrapped fingers and almost cried out. How can any general dye his nails?
ah?!
Fortunately, Cheng Yi gloated: "Brother, it's your turn."
No one can escape the clutches of Ling Bao!
Cheng Yun didn't even look at him. He walked over gracefully, held Ling Bao's little hand and said, "Ling Bao, big brother wants to discuss something with you."
Lingbao sat up slightly and listened carefully.
"Can I just dye one finger?"
"Why?"
"I feel uncomfortable if I have something on my nails, but I want to be like you." Cheng Yun said sincerely.
Lingbao blinked: "Okay!"
Cheng Yun smiled and glanced meaningfully at Cheng Yi and the others.
Cheng Yi and the other three: "..."
Should I say he is worthy of being the eldest brother? Why didn’t they think of this reason?
And why would Lingbao believe such a poor excuse?!
There was no way, Ling Bao naturally had 120,000 trust in Cheng Yun and would not doubt anything he said.
After wrapping it for Cheng Yun, Ling Bao looked at the remaining ones and said, "These are just enough for daddy."
Cheng Yun took a look and saw that ten fingers were enough. The bond between father and son made him say, "Lingbao, I think it's better to just give one to dad."
Cheng Yi couldn't hold it back and said angrily: "Why is this? Dad also has the problem of feeling uncomfortable if there is something on his fingernails?"
"That's not true. Lingbao's bag is so beautiful. When the time comes, dad will only care about admiring it, so how can he still have the energy to study?" Cheng Yun said with a smile.
After listening, Ling Bao not only did not feel unhappy, but nodded in agreement: "That's right, daddy should concentrate on studying!"
This way you can go back to your mother as soon as possible!
"Okay, then I will only dye one for daddy!"
"good."
The other three people: "..."
After two hours, it was ready to be taken apart. Ling Bao was so happy when he saw that the whole family had the same nail color.