2d Empire

After school in the afternoon, after bidding farewell to Xiazhiqiu Shiyu and gathering with An Yilun, Yi Qing asked, "Where is there a barber shop near here?"

Now Yiqing's life is home, vegetable market, and school. She seldom goes to other places.

Although life is monotonous, it is fulfilling.

When he came here before, although he remembered some locations, he really didn't remember the barber shop.

"Oh? Senior, the barber shop is right next to your house!"

"what!?"

Yi Qing was dumbfounded, he didn't realize this.

When he came home and said goodbye to An Yilun, he threw away his schoolbag, wrote a note and put it on the table, telling Qingshan Qihai that he would have a haircut next to him and eat whatever he wanted at night.

He is not like Xiazhiqiu Shiyu, who likes picky eaters.

Then Yi Qing went out, walking on the left.

Generally speaking, he goes to the right when he goes out, because that direction is the vegetable market and the school.

And since he moved here, he hasn't walked to the left once, so people didn't realize that there was a barbershop next to him.

After walking a few steps, I saw the "Wanxia Barbershop" next to me!

The name is quite poetic, but I don't know how good the barber is.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw a middle-aged man, five or three thick, with pigtails tied behind his head, and his legs crossed, sitting aside with a newspaper and reading it intently.

But when Yi Qing came in, the middle-aged man looked up and grinned, "Hey, did the boy get a haircut?"

What kind of greeting is this!Yi Qing couldn't help complaining.

"Broken hair!" Yi Qing nodded, there was no one in the shop, so naturally there was no need to queue.

"Wash your hair first!"

A few minutes later, Yi Qing, who took off her glasses and wiped her wet hair with a scarf, came out and sat down.

"You look so handsome, why are you wearing these glasses?"

Seeing Yi Qingyu's golden appearance, extraordinary appearance, and a height of [-] meters, although not very tall, it is considered extraordinary for this age.

The most important thing is that Yi Qing's temperament is very good, with a strong book breath, bright eyes, and a gentle and elegant temperament.

But when covered by those large black-rimmed glasses, all temperament disappeared.We must know that the eyes are the windows of the soul and the strongest embodiment of human temperament.

This is also the reason why middle-aged men complain.

If he had such a son, if the other party dressed him up like this, he would have to beat him up.

Yi Qing smiled, but didn't speak.

Taxi drivers like to talk about politics, and barbers like to talk about life. I don't know why people in these two professions have this habit.

So the best way to shut up people of these two professions is to ignore them. Although it is a bit impolite, Yi Qing doesn't know how to answer this question.

"I am back!"

When Yi Qing sat down, a familiar and plain voice came from outside the door, making him stiff.

"Come back! Your mother is going to buy vegetables. You play first, and I will work first." Hearing this, the middle-aged man looked outside the door, saw Xiazhiqiu Shiyu, doting in his eyes, and said with a smile.

"Understood!" Xiazhiqiu Shiyu saw someone getting a haircut, so naturally he would not disturb his father's work.

However, with a glance away, he saw Yi Qing from the mirror.

Has Yiqing changed a lot?big!

However, Xiazhiqiu Shiyu recognized it at a glance.

"Dad, just now my mother said that the supermarket had a big sale, and asked me to send her money, she wants to make a big purchase!" When he came to his father, Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu smiled, "I'm too lazy to send money, you can go. "

"Doesn't he have a credit card?" The middle-aged man was confused when he heard this.

"Overdrawn!"

"This prodigal girl!" Hearing this, the middle-aged man cursed, but he hesitated for a while and said: "Why don't you send it over, I have guests here."

"I'm too lazy to leave, I'll take care of it." Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu looked into the mirror meaningfully, reflecting Yi Qing's embarrassing and delicate face.

At this moment, the middle-aged man felt something was wrong.

Since he was a child, he began to teach his daughter haircutting skills, but when she grew up, she didn't touch her anymore, saying that she would dirty her hands.

What's going on now?

However, out of trust in his daughter, the middle-aged man nodded, and then said to Yi Qing: "Young man, my daughter's haircutting skills are far superior to mine, don't worry, your handsome face will never appear incongruous! "

"Okay!" What else could Yi Qing say.

"Sir, what kind of hairstyle do you want?" When the middle-aged man went out, Xiazhiqiu Shiyu held a haircut tool with a warm smile on his face.

"Broken hair!"

……

Hey, it seems that I didn't enter the face-to-face plot!