good old days

Chapter 700 Find it
Jiang Xinyu took Chen Xiuyun back to her home.

When Chen Xiuyun and Wang Sumei met, they had a lot to talk about.

After not seeing each other for half a year, Wang Sumei's current appearance caught Chen Xiuyun's eyes, and also caught the eyes of Jiang Xinyu, who had not seen her for two days.

Jiang Yuzhu said that Zhou Qi's mother had permed her head. When she came back, she found that her mother-in-law had also permed her head.

But fortunately, permed hairstyles are not instant noodles that make any woman look older.

Wang Sumei's hair has always been kept below her shoulders. After it was permed into curls, it was nestled on her neck.

What can I say, her mother-in-law's look is not as sharp as before, nor ugly, but Jiang Xinyu can't appreciate this kind of beauty.

"That barber is very skilled. Tomorrow, Xinyu, you and Xiuyun will get one done together. The New Year is coming soon, so it's time to change into a new look. With the New Year and the new atmosphere, the coming year will be prosperous."

Chen Xiuyun was amused by her and felt that although Wang Sumei had changed in appearance, she was still the same Wang Sumei in essence.

Jiang Xinyu took out two plastic pearl hairpins from the house, pinned one to her mother-in-law's ears, and collected the curly hair that spread to both sides.

It looks much better after closing.

Chen Xiuyun nodded: "It looks small and looks good this way."

Wang Sumei picked up the mirror and took a look at it, and said cheerfully: "Xinyu has good eyesight. You all will get a perm tomorrow. The master's skills are very good."

Chen Xiuyun knew what kind of life Wang Sumei lived in the past. She used to save as much as possible, but now she spends money to clean herself up. This shows how good her family's life is.

Chen Xiuyun came to play at her daughter's house. She saw that her daughter's house even had a car. After listening to the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law talking, she also learned that the dried fruit shop had opened a branch, and she was happy for her daughter.

Jiang Xinyu had already tidied up the house where Chen Xiuyun lived, and Wang Sumei added a wardrobe and a sofa chair to it, which was as tidy as that.

In the evening, Jiang Xinyu brought Chen Xiuyun foot-washing water, and took out the several hundred yuan given by Zhou Shunyi from her pocket.

"Mom, you have also seen that the life we ​​are living now, you keep the money yourself. In addition to these few hundred, I also want to add some more money to you. My royalties this year are more than 4,000 yuan. I will give you If you take the money, my mother-in-law won’t say anything.”

Wang Sumei took the bankbook from the store, and it was not in the same account as Chen Yi's money. It could be said that she was in charge of most of the family's money.

She has less control over things in the store now, that is, she checks the accounts every month. If her mother-in-law asks her opinion on something, they will discuss it together.

It can be said that when it comes to money, her mother-in-law is very confident about her and feels that she should be in charge of the family's money.

"You keep the money I give you at the bottom of the box. When you can buy a house there in the future, you can buy it into a house and record it in your name."

Chen Xiuyun didn't know what to say, but this time she didn't refuse the money she handed over.

"What's going on between you and Xiaochuan? You are an adult and he is still a half-grown child. If he offends you, don't argue with him."

Jiang Xinyu pretended to be stupid and shook her head: "Nothing's wrong, I just think he's not as lovable as before."

When her biological mother arrived, Jiang Xinyu took her to the mall and buy clothes the next day. After lunch, at the strong suggestion of her mother-in-law, the three of them went to the barber shop together.

The barber still remembered Wang Sumei, and when he saw that she brought customers to him, his face turned into a chrysanthemum.

There were too many people perming and dyeing their hair. Chen Xiuyun watched helplessly as the women who permed their hair looked thirty-five when they came, and turned into forty after the perm. The hairstyle seemed to be wholesale, exactly the same as Wang Sumei's hair.

Jiang Xinyu was also a little dizzy. Is this the good craftsmanship her mother-in-law said? She seriously doubted that the master only knew one type of perm.

When it was Chen Xiuyun's turn, Chen Xiuyun was also afraid that she would age a few years out of thin air, so she only had her hair cut short. She refused to perm her hair no matter what the master or Wang Sumei said.

Jiang Xinyu wanted to change her hairstyle, so she drew her desired hairstyle on paper and showed it to the master, and then explained it. The master nodded repeatedly: "I understand, I don't want small rolls, I want big rolls, big waves."

Jiang Xinyu: "Don't heat the top, just heat the bottom. Don't curl it too much. That's the way I draw it."

The master patted his chest and promised to make it exactly as she requested.

Two and a half hours later, the hair was done.

Looking at her hairstyle in the mirror, Jiang Xinyu couldn't help but smile.

Chen Xiuyun and Wang Sumei nodded repeatedly, "It looks good. The master's craftsmanship is indeed good."

There was also a female customer who was sitting and waiting and said she wanted to perm Jiang Xinyu.

The master smiled from ear to ear, feeling that he had unlocked a new signature hairstyle.

The hairstyle permed by the master was a bit different from what Jiang Xinyu wanted. She only wanted the middle and back half of her hair to be lightly curled. As a result, the hair was curled from the eyes down, and the hair was parted in the middle and curled to both sides.

I was twenty-two before I had my hair done, and I turned thirty instantly after I had my hair done. I matured several years out of thin air.

Sure enough, no one involved could come out of the barber shop smiling.

She thinks the hair style looks old, but it turns heads when walking on the street. Her mother and mother-in-law both think it's too fashionable, and Jiang Yan's little toady also says it looks good.

When he got home, he found a dark figure standing at the door of the courtyard. When the car lights turned on, Chen Xiuyun said suspiciously, "Do I look like Song Zhikun?"

When I got out of the car and saw the person, I realized it was really him.

Song Zhikun's hands were red from the cold, and there were two bottles of Maotai at his feet.

"I arrived in the morning and went to Huaqing to find out where your home is."

Wang Sumei hurriedly opened the door, "You have been waiting for a long time, come in quickly."

After the stove was lit, Song Zhikun stood around the fire with hot tea and said to Chen Xiuyun: "I have to thank aunt. If it weren't for you, my daughter would be lost."

After exchanging pleasantries, Song Zhikun stated the main purpose of his visit: "Aunt, it's Chen Zhengyu who sent you this letter. I went to Yangcheng this time and couldn't find Zhang Ling. I wanted to find Jiang Baoqin and ask her about Zhang Ling's situation. "

His eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, "If Zhang Ling is not captured for a day, I will not be able to rest at ease for a day."

Zhang Ling is a big cancer, and Jiang Xinyu also has a child. She is also worried that the lunatic will take revenge all over the place and ignore everything.

It's a pity that there is no ID card now, and there is no surveillance anywhere. What's the difference between finding her after hiding her, and finding a needle in a haystack?
Wang Sumei stir-fried vegetables and said, "That guy Chen Zhengyu told me, but he didn't tell me what happened to Jiang Baoqin."

Chen Xiuyun: "I'll go to the post office tomorrow. I'll call the phone booth on the street where my eldest brother lives. I should be able to contact him. You go with me and ask him carefully."

Song Zhikun nodded. He felt fierce in his heart. He would not go home unless Zhang Ling was taken back.

After dinner, Song Zhikun stayed in Song Yahui's former house, and went to the post office with Chen Xiuyun the next morning.

The first time I got through, I had to ask the operator to call someone.

After asking for the address, the operator asked them to call back at this time tomorrow.

Every day I receive a lot of phone calls to tell people, and the operator is also very busy, wishing he could conjure up several clones to convey messages to people.

By the next morning, I was on the phone with Chen Zhengyu.