Facing the face in the mirror, Ji Zhao could not help but feel a little dazed.
It was not until the sudden sound of firecrackers outside the house that she came back to her senses.
"It's not even dawn yet!" Aunt Guihua walked closer to the window and glanced at the sky. She couldn't help but laugh and tease, "Shen Yao is really impatient!"
"Ah Tao~"
Zhao Lanhua walked over the threshold with a smile. "Sister Guihua, you haven't combed Ah Tao's hair yet, right?"
"No, no!" Ji Guihua hurriedly smiled. "How could I dare to disobey your instructions!"
"Mother?"
Seeing Zhao Lanhua appear in front of her, Ji Zhao's eyes were filled with confusion.
"Good child." Zhao Lanhua happily took the red wooden cow horn comb from Madam Guo's hand and explained in a low voice, "Mother wanted to come long ago. Fortunately, I made it in time. Mother will comb your hair, okay?"
"Okay…"
