My village can't be like this

Chapter 636: Haircut in the New Year

The next day, the continuous rain and drizzle stopped, and the sky was clear of the previous gloom. After dawn, the gathered clouds seemed to be pulled apart.

The next morning, Zhang An woke up to the sound of roosters crowing.

Su Ying beside him still had her eyes closed and could be heard breathing evenly.

It seems that she was very tired after working until midnight last night.

It is still vacation, but school will start soon, so Zhang An didn't want to wake up his wife and let her enjoy the happiness of sleeping in for a few more days.

After a while, Zhang An gently lifted the quilt, put on his slippers and went downstairs.

"Qiqi, it hurts, stop pulling."

Before he went downstairs, Zhang An heard his mother talking to her son. He thought the little guy was having a tantrum, so he walked downstairs quickly.

"Mom, what is this brat doing again?"

When he got downstairs, Zhang An didn't see the little guy throwing a tantrum, but the old man was pouting and frowning at the moment, looking very unhappy, not at all like his usual well-behaved self.

"He didn't make a scene, but after he woke up, he kept pulling his hair out. Look, he's pulled out so much of his hair."

Wang Fang pointed at the few strands of hair that had just fallen on the ground and said with great heartache.

"Qiqi, come here to daddy."

After listening to his mother, Zhang An called his son to come over.

Although little Siqi used to be a little naughty, he was always well-behaved and never got grumpy when he woke up.

This is the first time a situation like today has occurred.

Although little Siqi had a sullen face, he still obediently walked into Zhang An's arms after hearing Zhang An calling him.

"Tell daddy why you pull your hair, don't you feel pain?"

Zhang An, who knew his son's character well, felt that there must be a reason for it, so he asked the little guy softly.

"It hurts, but my head feels very uncomfortable."

When the little guy heard Zhang An's question, he spoke aggrievedly and kept putting his hands on his head.

"Does your head feel uncomfortable? Do you have a headache?"

When Zhang An heard Xiao Siqi say he was not feeling well, he became worried, thinking that something was wrong with his son.

A child this young would not lie. Since he told the story, it means he really feels uncomfortable.

Wang Fang standing by was the same way, even more nervous than Zhang An. Her grandson was the apple of her eye, so even a slight cough would be a big deal to her.

"Dad, I don't feel any pain, it just itches."

The little guy shook his head and talked to Zhang An, but his hand did not stop scratching his head.

After hearing this, Zhang An and Wang Fang felt relieved. As long as he was not feeling unwell, everything would be fine.

"Xiao An, check Qiqi to see if he has lice."

When Wang Fang heard her grandson say his head was itchy, the first thing she thought of was lice.

Because lice are very common these days, they often live in people's hair, clothes, cats, dogs, chickens, ducks, etc. at home, and are most likely to appear on children.

Moreover, this thing is very small and it doesn't hurt when it bites people, but it is very irritating and can cause swelling.

"That's unlikely. Qiqi often takes a bath, washes his hair, and changes clothes. We also often deworm the dogs at home. It shouldn't be possible for this to grow."

Zhang An felt that this was not possible because his son had always maintained good hygiene.

But even though he said this, he still reached out his hand and searched through his son's hair.

"But Qiqi often plays with other people, and you can't be sure who provoked him. Look carefully, and if you find him, you can only sprinkle some hexachloride on him."

Wang Fang did not look down on other children in the village, but that was the fact.

Many children in the village do not have bathrooms at home, and normally it takes them a long time to take a bath and wash their hair, and this is the situation that lice like most.

When Zhang An heard this, he felt that what his mother said made some sense.

So he began to search his son's scalp carefully.

But after searching for a long time, I found nothing.

"Mom, I can't find it. It's not because of lice."

If the little guy really had lice on his head, Zhang An felt that there was no way he would not notice it.

"What's going on? Why did it suddenly itch? Although Qiqi scratches his head normally, I haven't heard him say that."

Wang Fang was very confused after hearing this, but she knew that her grandson couldn't feel uncomfortable for no reason.

"Could it be because my hair is too long?"

He heard his mother say that his son often scratched his head, and when he was searching his son's hair just now, he found that his son's hair had grown very long.

Originally, before the New Year, Zhang An wanted to take the little guy to get his hair cut.

But the temperature dropped sharply during that period, and Wang Fang was worried that her grandson would catch a cold if he cut his hair, so she didn't let him do it.

Children's hair grows fast to begin with. Now, after a few months, it is much longer than before. Not only does the back cover the neck, but the front also covers the eyes, and even the forehead can no longer be seen.

There are actually quite a few children in the village who have long hair.

Some of them are even like girls, who have had braids since childhood and are not allowed to cut them off.

This is mainly because some children have been weak and sickly since childhood, or are very naughty and disobedient, so their families made a wish that as long as the child grows up healthy and safe, they would leave a braid for him, and then shave his head when he grows up, to fulfill this wish.

But little Siqi doesn't need to do that, because he has been in good health since he was born, without any illness or disaster, and he doesn't make trouble. There is no need to make these messy wishes, so there is no taboo at all.

"It's a little long, but the temperature is still a little low these two days. I'm afraid he'll get cold if I cut his hair."

After hearing what Zhang An said, Wang Fang realized that her grandson's hair had grown very long.

"It's okay, Mom. It's spring now. It'll be a little cooler at best, but not freezing. I'll take him to get his hair cut later. It's not a good idea to let him keep pulling and scratching his hair like this."

Zhang An was not as worried as Wang Fang. After all, he knew his son's physical condition well.

Little Siqi grew up drinking space spring water. Most other children are not as healthy as him.

"Well, if it doesn't work, you can put a hat on me when the time comes."

When Wang Fang thought of the time when her grandson pulled his own hair, she stopped objecting.

Although it wasn't her hair that was pulled, it hurt her heart.

"Okay Qiqi, stop scratching your head and pulling your hair. Daddy will take you to get a haircut later."

Seeing that his son was still scratching his head, Zhang An held his hands and said.

Children's scalp is very tender, so scratching it all the time is definitely not a good idea.

After hearing what his father said, little Siqi obediently stopped doing it.

Although he didn't know what a haircut was, the child was very curious and his attention was quickly distracted.

Because the father and son were going out, Wang Fang quickly went into the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

After Zhang An finished washing up, she made a pot of pancakes.

The pancakes are made of sweet potato flour and chopped green onions, which can be considered as scallion pancakes. They taste salty and have a scallion flavor, which is very fragrant. Even Xiao Siqi, who was full last night, ate three pieces today.

"Let's go son, Daddy will take you to town to get a haircut."

After eating, Su Ying hadn't gotten up yet, so Zhang An planned to take his son to town by himself.

Zhang An did not drive the pickup truck this time, mainly because the pickup truck's seat was too big and little Siqi could not fasten his seat belt when sitting on it.

But Mercedes-Benz can do that. In these aspects, you really get what you pay for, and its high price has its reasons.

"Qiqi, Dad is going to drive, please sit still and don't move."

Zhang An placed his son on the passenger seat and fastened him to the chair using the seat belt.

Little Siqi was also very obedient and said yes in a soft and sweet voice.

Arriving at the bridge, Zhang An saw Ding Yi and his son Ding Zijie walking out of the Dongli yard.

"Where are you going so early in the morning? Oh, and Qiqiha."

When Ding Yi saw Zhang An’s car, he waved to ask him to stop.

"Qiqi's hair is too long and he feels uncomfortable, so I took him to get his hair cut."

Zhang An opened the car window and spoke to Ding Yi.

"No, it's only the first month of the year, not even the second day of the second month. Why are you taking your child to get a haircut? It's not customary to get a haircut."

Hearing that Zhang An was going to take Xiao Siqi to get a haircut, Ding Yi hurriedly spoke up.

As the saying goes, if you don't cut your hair in the first month of the lunar year, your uncle will die. Therefore, many families have a taboo and do not let their children get a haircut in the first month of the lunar year.

"Hey, this is all superstition. So many people have their hair cut in the first month of the lunar year, and none of their uncles have died. Besides, we only have an aunt in our family, not an uncle, so we don't worry at all."

Zhang An smiled and shook his head. He had really forgotten this taboo, but he didn't care about it anymore after remembering it.

Because when he was a child, he had his hair cut many times during the first month of the year, and he never saw anything happen to his unscrupulous vampire uncles.

Of course, the main reason is that Su Ying has no brothers, otherwise even if he doesn’t believe it, he would have to consider his wife’s feelings.

"I see your Ding Zijie's is not short anymore, do you want to go together?"

As he spoke, Zhang An glanced at Ding Zijie and said.

Although Ding Zijie's hair now is not as long as Xiao Siqi's, it is not much different.

"No, no, no, go by yourselves. Zijie has several uncles. If I take him to pick up his hair today, our family will be in chaos."

When Ding Yiyi heard what Zhang An said, his head immediately shook like a rattle.

"Okay, then we'll go by ourselves. Zijie, come back and play with Qiqi later."

Zhang An was just talking. After shouting to his godson, he drove away.

Soon, Zhang An brought his son to Hongyan Town.

There are only two barber shops in Hongyan Town now, unlike the dozen or so in later generations.

Although there are only two shops, both barbers have very good skills.

After parking the car, Zhang An took little Siqi to the restaurant he often went to.

The barber was a middle-aged man in his thirties. Not only was he skilled, but he was also very attentive.

Unlike another barber, who is in his fifties and has mastered the skills of cutting flat heads and crew cuts.

However, because he was too old and was not able to listen to other people's opinions, Zhang An never went again after going there once.

Nowadays, when kids come to get their hair cut, they all have bowl-cut hair. The main reason is that it is quick and short, and most importantly, it is cheap, but it looks stinky.

Zhang An didn't dare take his son to find a haircut master, mainly because he was afraid that his son would not listen to him and give his son a pot-cover haircut. Then he would definitely be scolded to death by Wang Fang and Su Ying when he got home.

After all, my son has grown up to be a little handsome, and wearing a bowl cut really lowers the standard of his appearance.

"Master Yang, give my son a short flat-top haircut."

When he entered the shop and saw that there were not many people around, Zhang An shouted to the barber.

"Okay, here we come."

As soon as Master Yang heard that business was coming, he immediately ran out from the inner room.

"Little boy, uncle is cutting your hair, please don't move."

After putting on the apron, Master Yang coaxed the little guy and said that when cutting a child's hair, the thing he fears most is the child moving around.

"it is good."

Although this was the first time the little guy had his hair cut since he was old enough to understand, he didn't know what to do. Under Zhang An's soothing gaze, he spoke crisply.

During the haircut, the little guy was very patient and hardly moved, which other children could not have done.

"This child is really well behaved. He must be two or three years old."

It was the first time that Master Yang saw such a well-behaved child and he praised the child with great satisfaction.

"No, he's only one month and a half old."

Zhang An said to Master Yang while holding his son's hand.

"Then this child is really smart, and he grows up very fast. Many two or three year old children can't compare to him."

Master Yang couldn't help but express his surprise when he heard that the little guy was just over one year old.

Afterwards, in less than ten minutes, the little guy's flowing long hair was cut much shorter by Master Yang.

The already cheerful face is matched with a very sunny and plain look, which is very suitable.

Hair cutting is also cheap, two dollars for adults and half price for children. After Zhang An gave one dollar, he took his son out of the barber shop.

The barber shop is right on the central street, which is busy with people, shops and food stalls.

Just after coming out of the barber shop, the little guy smelled the delicious scent in the air and pulled Zhang An forward.

"Dad, I want to eat this."

Xiao Siqi said as he ran, pointing at the stall in front.

But there were too many things for sale in front, and Zhang An had no idea what his son wanted to eat.

There was nothing I could do but let the little guy lead me forward.

Finally, the father and son came to a roast duck restaurant and stood in front of the oven.

Zhang An understood that, as expected, this gentleman of his was attracted by the smell of the roast duck in the oven.

Although he raised many ducks at home, the roast duck from this restaurant in town tasted really good. Zhang An liked it very much, so he bought two directly.

When butchering the duck, Zhang An specifically told the boss to keep the two duck legs for his son to satisfy his craving.

So little Siqi held a duck leg in his left hand and another in his right hand and started eating them in the street in a swaggering manner.

There were a few children who came with their parents to buy groceries and drooled with envy when they saw it.

(End of this chapter)