Ye Qinghua's eyes suddenly brimmed with a bright light, filled with hope as she looked at Ye Jiu, "Really, Older Cousin, in half a month, can my hair truly grow that long?"
Ye Qinghua's hair was the kind that grew slowly, and possibly due to malnutrition in her childhood, it was slightly yellow, not the glossy black color it should be.
Therefore, after conditions improved, Ye Qinghua cherished her hair greatly, eating some black sesame seeds every day in the hope of having a beautiful head of hair.
Now, before her hair had even turned black, a sudden fire had scorched away much of it, leaving behind a mess. No wonder she felt terrible.
"Really, but you need to take care of your hair first. Otherwise, when the new hair grows in, the tips will still show signs of being burnt, and that will look very unattractive," Ye Jiu said.
Ye Qinghua subconsciously touched her head, "Older Cousin, please help me with it. I'll take off the headscarf, but you mustn't laugh at me."
