This female barber is very skilled

Chapter 58

On the 23rd of the twelfth lunar month in the Jimao year, at ten o'clock in the evening on January 2000th, the Millennium Year 1 in the Gregorian calendar, Li Li, who had disappeared in Yancheng for nearly half a year, stood in front of Tang Qing.

"What? Why don't you invite me in?"

Li Li smiled and spoke softly.

"Oh, well, well, well."

Facing Li Liming's charming smile and soft voice, Tang Qing was a little at a loss.After hesitating for a while, she turned around and closed the shutter again.

In the past, Tang Qing always mumbled a few words every time he pulled the shutter: Who invented this rotten thing?

This includes this morning and just now.

But now, Tang Qing is as light as a swallow, and he can easily pull up the heavy rolling gate without any effort. He still feels that the sound of the rolling gate is like the Yue opera singing of "My family has a little nine sister", so pleasant to the ear.

"Are you tired after a busy day? Do you want to go home and rest?"

Li Li followed Tang Qing into the People's Barbershop.

"Not tired, not tired, how can you be tired?"

Tang Qing felt very tired just now, but now he is indeed not tired at all.

"Then can you do my hair?"

Li Li stroked her beautiful long hair with her hands.

"Yes, yes, yes, of course!"

Tang Qing was excited, extremely excited, extremely excited.

"Shall I sit here?"

Li Li walked to the barber chair.

"No no no..."

Tang Qing went over and stopped in front of the barber chair where all the customers were sitting.

"What? Repented so soon? Then I won't bother you."

Li Li turned to leave.

"No, no, no, it's not regret, you sit in this chair."

Tang Qing quickly ran to another barber chair covered with a plastic sheet, and tore off the plastic sheet.Then he carefully unwrapped a cloth cover wrapped on the barber chair. After untiing the cloth cover, he took off several moisture-proof cloth bags on the armrest and the seat respectively.

The barbershop suddenly became much brighter, and I saw that the barber chair was clean and tidy, as brand new as ever.Wooden frame, silk cotton cushion, velvet armrests, the inclination of the backrest can be adjusted freely.

This barber chair and the old iron barber chair next to it are simply a sky and a world, a ground and an underground, a girl and an old woman, a flower and a dead leaf, a jade and a broken brick. Anyway, it is incomparable. comparability.

"Which boss is this seat for, right? You let me enjoy it today, too?"

Li Li turned back and walked towards the brand new barber chair.

"How could the boss come to my shop to shave his head? I won't accept you if you come. Here is Mr. Li's special barber chair. Please sit down."

Tang Qing used a brand new towel to wipe the barber chair lightly again.

"My dad's special barber chair?"

Li Li stood in front of the barber chair with a solemn expression.

"Well, but Mr. Li only sat once."

"Only once?"

"Yes, Mr. Li has only been to the People's Barbershop once, that is, he has only sat once."

"Isn't your people's barber shop still state-owned? How can you specialize it for my father? You still don't let others sit?"

"There is no specialization. This barber chair itself was bought by Mr. Li, including some other old objects in the barber shop."

"My father set it up?"

"That's right. After liberation, a lot of waste was waiting to be done. The people's barber shop opened, but there was no money to buy big items such as barber chairs. Mr. Li took the initiative to invest in buying various appliances for the people's barber shop."

"I've heard that my father bought important facilities for other important places. This is the first time I've heard of buying equipment for the People's Barbershop. Qingtuan, do you know how to use idioms now?"

"What I just said was my dad's exact words. Didn't he work as the manager of the People's Barbershop? I'm just parroting, parroting, hehe!"

"Then I will sit on it without hesitation."

Li Li took off her coat and sat on the brand new barber chair.

"Sit, sit, sit, it will be your special seat from now on!"

Tang Qing took out a brand new apron to surround Li Li.

"Young Tuan, please don't, I won't dare to enter the People's Barbershop again."

Li Li said so, but there was a bright smile on her face.

"Don't worry, I know, are you cold?"

Tang Qing used to increase the temperature of the air conditioner by a few degrees.

"It's hot, make it for me today..."

"Big wave!"

Tang Qing said loudly before Li Li finished speaking.

"Yes, big waves!"

"Whee!"

Li Li and Tang Qing looked at each other and smiled. It's hard to imagine that they were strangers or even enemies half a year ago.

At the end of the year, the nights in Shancheng were cloudy and rainy, and it was unstoppably cold. Only the People’s Barber Shop was still lit, and only the People’s Barber Shop was warm, and the infinite spring came ahead of time.

"Qingtuan, can you close the door of the store?"

"Okay, just pull down the roller shutter, it will be warmer that way."

Tang Qing has already done Li Li's hairstyle and pressed on the perm machine.

"Did you pull a rolling gate to Dongqiaotou? Why did it take so long?"

Li Li's head was covered by the hood of the perm machine, and she could not move freely.Tang Qing just said to pull the shutter, but she dozed off and Tang Qing didn t come back.

Now seeing Tang Qing returning to the shop panting and pulling down the shutter, he joked with her, saying that it would be enough to walk from the People's Barbershop to Dongqiao for such a long time.

"Come on, eat something."

"what?"

"Handmade soup dumplings made by myself."

"You made your own handmade soup dumplings? When did you make them?"

"Just now, I just ran home and made it, eat it while it's hot."

Tang Qing handed Li Li a steaming bowl of handmade soup dumplings.

The butterfly-like handmade soup dumplings are flying among the blooming frangipani flowers, laver and mustard shreds are dotted among them, which is very appetizing.

Li Li was also polite, took the bowl of soup buns Tang Qing handed over, and ate it.

"Eat slowly, the soup dumplings have to be eaten one by one."

"Well, am I hungry?"

"I knew you hadn't had dinner, so I rushed back to make you handmade soup dumplings."

"How do you know I haven't had dinner?"

"Your stomach told me."

"Youth Tuan, you really care about me, thank you."

"Just say thank you and see you? Here, tissues."

"I didn't expect that the handmade soup dumplings you made are so delicious, even better than those made by that big hotel!"

Li Li handed the bowl back to Tang Qing, took the tissue and wiped her mouth and hands.

"I'm not talking about you. The food in the big hotel may not be delicious. If you want to eat delicious food, you have to cook it at home."

Tang Qing took the bowl and went to the sink.

"That's true, my dad never went out to eat in restaurants before."

"Master Li is a particular person, he really understands what is a good thing."

"Oh, what a pity, his end was so bleak that he almost couldn't rest in peace!"

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I'm talking too much."

Tang Qing thought he had said something wrong, and after apologizing to Li Li, he lowered his head and washed the dishes silently, feeling uneasy.

Li Li didn't respond to Tang Qing, didn't say "it doesn't matter" or anything else, her slender hands kept fiddling with the tissue that Tang Qing handed her, as if she was thinking about something.

Tang Qing was afraid that Li Li would be angry again, so he stood up desperately and left the People's Barbershop angrily. The relationship between the two people that was so hard to reverse will no longer exist, and it is impossible to reappear, just like the bowl of handmade soup dumplings just now.

In the people's barber shop, there are only the "tick" sound of the pendulum on the wall and the "sisi" sound of the perm machine.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

1 minutes, 2 minutes, 3 minutes...

Time is passing, the silence continues...

"Huh? Not good! My hair is scorched!"

With a bang, the bowl in Tang Qing's hand fell into the sink, and she rushed to the perm with a stride, and unplugged the perm.

Oh, it's over, it's over!
This is the typical joy begets sorrow!

Why do I have to talk so much?Rarely does she come to the People’s Barbershop, rarely does she take the initiative to talk to me, rarely does she ask me to do my hair, and rarely does she finish eating the handmade soup dumplings I made.

But what about me?If you don't cherish it well, you will be flirtatious, flirtatious, talkative when you give a little face, let alone make her angry, and burn her hair, can all this not end?
(End of this chapter)