On the lid of the lunch box, place it on the edge of the clay stove and slowly heat it.

"16"

Xiaosier replied while scratching the frostbite on his body and the red envelope that seemed to be bitten by fleas.

"How old are you?"

Hu Bazhi continued to ask, "Boss Qiu, tell me first, how old are you?"

"17, what happened?" Boss Qiu asked in confusion.

"We are both 17," Qiu Yongwen, who had already unbuttoned his cotton-padded coat but didn't know whether to take it off, replied.

"They have to be given a bath or at least a good wipe."

As Wei Ran spoke, he put aside the few Japanese towels he found, "Besides, there are fleas in this shack, so we need to kill them too."

"I have to shave the heads of all their brothers. The long hair has been felted." Zhao Jinyu said, and he took out an old-fashioned razor and a piece of soap from a Japanese backpack with satisfaction.

"Heat the water," Hu Bazhi said with a smile.

"What are you doing?" Boss Qiu subconsciously took a few steps back.

"You four should take a shower and put on new clothes."

Hu Ba pointed and patted the several 38-shaped covers placed on the kang, "As long as you take a bath, shave your head, and apply frostbite ointment, these xiangzi will be yours."
Chapter completed!