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At the door of this small shop called "Wei Yong Hair Salon", a few aunts were sitting and waiting, chatting with each other when they had nothing to do, and chatting with the barber inside.

"I haven't changed my hair style for more than ten years. The last time I came to have a haircut, Master Ji suggested that I change to the current short hair to look better... Later I went home, and my family said that I looked much younger. " said an aunt in a green floral padded jacket with a little satisfaction.

Another aunt with a small wavy curl is also flushed, flirting with her chestnut-colored hair in a showy way: "Isn't that right, Master Ji has a really good vision, he said I am suitable for curly hair, and then I will give you a good look." Dye it... Now I go to the street with my daughter, people say we are sisters, hehehe..."

"Anyway, I only look for Master Ji with my hair. I only come to have my hair cut when he is around, and I don't go to other barber shops."

"That's right, Master Ji is not only good at craftsmanship, he is also quite handsome, even more handsome than my husband when he was younger..." The aunt covered her mouth with her hands and smiled, and glanced at the figure in the barbershop, her expression There was a rare shyness in the room.

"Yes, Master Ji is so masculine, especially the way he cuts my hair in a coat with a cigarette hanging from his mouth, my heart beats faster when I see it in the mirror..." The aunt's face was intoxicated, obviously Is thinking about something.

This situation made Shui Han, who was eating rice noodles, almost choke... oh my god, are these aunts all fascinated by the same person? Are you talking about a hairdresser instead of a celebrity?

Shui Han tasted the snacks slowly, and the soft laughter of several women kept coming from her ears, but her mood became more and more peaceful.The peaceful and warm atmosphere of the countryside makes people feel much more comfortable than the bustling and hurried rhythm of the city. Being able to sit here and eat delicious hot food in the spare time of work, the chill is also taken away a bit.

The other staff were also free to move about in the town. Some went to see the scenery, and some also joined the ranks of foodies. The two who walked in were greeting Shui Han.

Shui Han smiled and nodded, she originally wanted to ask her colleagues to sit together, but suddenly she saw Qiu Jian walking in, and subconsciously closed her mouth.She knew that many colleagues were in awe of Qiu Jian. If they ate with Qiu Jian, they might feel restrained.

Qiu Jian went straight to Shui Han's table, sat down opposite her, and looked at the two empty bowls in front of her with great interest: "How is it, delicious?"

Shui Han also knew that he was a foodie, and he had a lot of food, so he couldn't help but smiled and nodded: "Mr. Qiu, the fried rice noodles here are delicious, you can also have a bowl."

When a bowl of fried rice noodles was served, Qiu Jian didn't move his chopsticks immediately, but rather absentmindedly, with a faint wry smile on the corner of his mouth, he murmured in a low voice: "The fried rice noodles are still the old fried rice noodles, it's just..."

It's just what, Qiu Jian didn't go on to say, but the helplessness in his expression made Shui Han wonder...how could a bowl of fried rice noodles make Qiu Jian so sad?

Is it sad?That's right, this is the breath that Shui Han feels from Qiu Fitness now.

Normally, Shui Han should keep silent at this time, pretending that she didn't see or hear anything, but after getting along these days, she not only regards Qiu Jian as her boss, but also her good teacher and her respected elder , She couldn't swallow the doubts in her heart, and asked with concern: "Teacher Qiu, what's wrong?"

Qiu Jian's hand holding the chopsticks trembled slightly, before a mouthful of rice noodles was put into his mouth, he sighed: "This store has been open for many years...I used to bring my daughter here to eat, and she My favorite is fried rice noodles... After returning home, she still asked me to fry them for her. But at that time, almost all my thoughts were on photography. I was too obsessed and ignored my family... I think I should learn how to cook It was a very troublesome thing, so I didn't take it to heart. Later, I finally knew how to make fried rice noodles, but...she has already gone abroad to study."

This seemingly plain tone contains a father's confession and a middle-aged man's desire for family and affection.

This is the first time Shui Han felt Qiu Jian's fragile side, and she couldn't help but feel sorry for him, but she still smiled sweetly on her face and said comfortingly: "Mr. It's no big deal, you fly over to your daughter during the annual vacation, get together with her, and fry rice noodles for her...she will be happy."

Although Shui Han's concern and consideration made Qiu Jian feel gratified, but every family has their own hard-to-recite scriptures. If the matter was really that simple, he would have flown there long ago, so there is no need to worry here.

"Actually...my daughter ran off to study abroad because she blamed me. Every time I wanted to see her, she told me not to go..."

Shui Han was taken aback for a moment, and secretly screamed, it turned out that it was like this...that was indeed a bit tricky.

"Ms. Qiu, have you ever thought about it... My daughter may have a similar temper to yours. Even if she misses her family, she will say ironic things. She is far away from you. How can you know if you don't go and see for yourself?" Is she really still blaming you? Sometimes, people who are separated from each other don’t know each other’s recent situation. It doesn’t necessarily mean that they really don’t care about each other, or it may be that they can’t say something, but they are actually thinking crazy ..." There was a long-lost throbbing in Shui Han's eyes, while comforting others, she thought of herself, and what she said just now was also a feeling.She just lost the news of Yan Jiyun and couldn't see him, but she missed him all the time.

Family affection and love are the deepest emotions of human beings, and they have the same place.Hearing Shui Han's words, Qiu Jian was also moved, and nodded thoughtfully: "Well...you are right, my daughter's temper is very similar to mine, she is very stubborn, she doesn't like to talk, she grows up Never tell me what's on your mind..."

"Ms. Qiu, why don't you take annual leave after you've been busy during this time, go quietly to your daughter's place, and give her a surprise, why do you have to wait for her to ask you before going there? Father misses his child, so he should take the initiative Go and visit, otherwise, how can your daughter see your sincerity?" Shui Han blinked playfully and kept encouraging Qiu Jian.

Qiu Jian was stunned, and then seemed to have figured something out, and laughed all of a sudden, his eyes filled with eager light: "Yes, I am too passive, I am waiting for my daughter to take the initiative to speak, I am too stupid... Next Monday, I will ask for leave next week!"

"Next week, so soon..." Shui Han was slightly startled, Teacher Qiu was really in a hurry to do things.

Speaking of this, Qiu Jian returned to his usual confident expression: "Are you worried that the company will not allow me to take leave? Don't worry, I haven't taken annual leave for three years, and the boss will not make things difficult for me."

Shui Han nodded reassuringly: "That's good... Teacher Qiu, you have an appetite for rice noodles now, eat it quickly, it's almost cold."

Qiu Jian really had a big appetite, and he ate it with his head buried... It was indeed a wise choice for him to accept Shui Han as his assistant. This girl is very considerate and warm. If the relationship is restored, Shui Han will be a major contributor.

Time passed quickly, and there were only 10 minutes left before the return journey, and it was time for Shui Han, Qiu Jian, and other colleagues to rush to the meeting point.

Just as Shui Han and Qiu Jiang stepped out of the small shop, a tall man in a padded jacket came out of the barber shop, with a cigarette in his mouth... It just so happened that he and Shui Han just missed each other.

He walked to the door of the small shop opposite and said to the boss, "A serving of fried rice noodles."

"Okay, Master Ji, please wait a moment, I'll be here soon!" The boss replied straightforwardly.

This is the master Ji that the aunts and aunts are talking about.

Seeing him coming out, a group of middle-aged women at the door became even more excited. They were busy greeting him, trying to attract his attention, and their hot eyes were fixed on him... But this man was too calm to look at him. Squinting, unmoved by the reaction of others.

It's just that this person's appearance is not as handsome as the aunts say, he really looks like an uncle.His hair is a bit messy, his mouth and chin are covered with stubble, he wears a dark blue coat with a black sweater, corduroy pants, and a pair of blue and white sneakers on his feet. Cigarettes, or the kind of red plum cigarettes that cost six yuan a pack...

This looks decadent, a bit like a ruffian, his beard hasn't been shaved for many days, his outfit can be said to be full of strong country atmosphere, and some people think he is handsome...

But even so, his innate temperament is difficult to completely cover up, especially those pair of bottomless eyes, which are hard to look at, as if you will fall into them if you are not careful.Coupled with his slovenly slovenly appearance, it is mixed into an indescribable unique charm, a sense of presence that cannot be ignored.

In fact, many people who have met him can't help but imagine, what would he look like if he shaved his beard clean?What would it look like if he wore a suit?

The man took out some change from his pocket and gave it to the boss, then sat down at the table where Shui Han was sitting before.

Every time he gives the money before eating, and he is used to putting a lot of chopped green onion in the fried noodles.

The boss is very enthusiastic, looking at Master Ji as if looking at an idol... It's no wonder that before Master Ji came, the boss treated his hair very casually, never thinking about whether it fits or not.But after passing through Master Ji's hands, the boss's appearance suddenly looks several years younger, and his popularity with women has naturally improved, so he is of course happy.

There were still several customers waiting for a haircut, but Master Ji was hungry, and no one would say anything after eating a bowl of fried rice noodles, and the owner of the hair salon dared not offend the God of Wealth.

As soon as Master Ji sat down, a petite figure rushed in from the door and shouted: "Boss, I forgot my phone!"

This crisp and pleasant voice was Shui Han. She didn't find her mobile phone with her after she left. She thought it was dropped in the store, so she hurried back to look for it.

The boss was busy alone, and he hadn't had time to clean up the table, and he didn't notice anything on it. Hearing Shui Han's shout, the boss hurried out to have a look. Sure enough, there was a pink mobile phone on the table.

"It's okay, it's okay, even if it really falls here, you can find it anytime you come back. My store has been open for more than ten years, and there are at least dozens of mobile phones I picked up, and they will be returned to the owners."

"Thank you, boss!" Shui Han also breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the phone was not lost, otherwise what if Yan Jiyun called and couldn't find it...

As soon as Shui Han walked out of the store, she was startled suddenly, and looked up at the sky... "It's snowing...it's really snowing..."

Pieces of small crystal snowflakes are falling from the sky, light and soft like feathers, the world becomes ethereal and dreamy, as if the soul has been baptized...

Someone shouted in surprise, and children shouted happily from a distance: "It's snowing...it's snowing..."

"Hahahaha, I said it will snow!"

"It's better to play bigger, you can make a snowman..." Someone clapped their hands and cheered.

"..."

Both adults and children cheered up and greeted the first snow in three years happily. This is a symbol of auspiciousness and adds another kind of beauty to this winter.

Only Master Ji who was sitting in the snack bar didn't respond, not only that, he also lowered his head, propped one arm on the table, covering half of his face, and slowly turned his head to look at a certain figure at the door... No one could clearly see his expression now, but his other hand was quietly clenched under the table until the figure disappeared from sight...

"Master Ji, I added a lot of chopped green onions to your fried noodles!" The boss respectfully served the hot rice noodles.

"Thank you." At this time, Master Ji also returned to normal, picked up the chopsticks to eat, just lowered his head, but saw the chair beside him being pulled, and then, someone sat down.

Master Ji frowned slightly, but without looking up, he saw a woman from the corner of his eyes...

The other tables are still empty, so why sit next to him?Master Ji kept his composure and ignored it. He picked up the rice noodles and put them in his mouth, but he heard a voice so familiar that he trembled: "How much does it cost for a haircut in your shop? Come and see where I am suitable." A hairstyle?"

This voice made Master Ji froze. Half of the rice noodles went into his mouth, and the other half was still on his lips. Just like that, he left a funny image for the woman... Didn't she leave?Why would it suddenly turn back?

The moment he raised his eyes, his astonished gaze crashed into her clear and clear eyes... The red eyes, filled with tears, were staring at him unblinkingly full of sorrow, as if he was afraid that if he blinked, he would It's gone.The two of them just stared at each other silently, as if they had traveled through thousands of years of time, as if they had been separated from each other.Everything is silent, only the sound of two hearts beating... [There will be an update in the afternoon, please ask for a monthly pass, I need code words motivation! 】