Yu Youyao rambled on, "After washing your hair, loosen and tighten it a hundred times like this to prevent a headache. Look at Grandmother. She's already so old, but she doesn't have any head disease at all. I learned my technique from Nanny Liu. Grandmother is an old woman, so I have to use a little more strength. If Cousin feels uncomfortable, tell me and I'll be gentler."
"The strength is just right." Zhou Linghuai leaned against the wheelchair and felt a sense of relief. His brows relaxed, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly. He enjoyed this peace of mind and body.
About the time it took to burn an incense stick, most of his hair had already dried and could be tied up loosely.
Yu Youyao called Chang An over. "Bring me the comb and Cousin's hairpin."
Chang An flew down from the roof and rushed into the house.
Yu Youyao turned to look at her cousin. "Cousin, can I help you tie your hair up?"
