ebookland Chapter 186 The son does not think the mother is ugly
Chapter 186 The son does not think the mother is ugly
Shu Yun's feverish head finally calmed down when she was pulled to sit on a simple wooden stool. Looking around at the simple place with only two wooden stools and a few towels, she lifted her bottom and said, "Auntie, I think I should..."
"Hey, don't rush off. An old man has a colleague here to get a haircut. Come out quickly." Despite the old woman's shrunken appearance and thin build, she was surprisingly strong. Before Shu Yun could even stand up, she was pushed back onto the stool.
If this weren't a black market, with occasional passersby and the sounds of buying and selling coming from next door, Shu Yun would have suspected she'd encountered criminals.
The old woman said, "Comrade, don't worry, my old man's skills are guaranteed to be top-notch. He can definitely give you a beautiful haircut, whether it's traditional or the current trend, he can do it all."
"That's right, I can cut any style you want." A small wooden door in the alley creaked open, and an elderly man with gray hair stepped out, looking quite frail. "Young lady, what kind of hairstyle do you want?"
As the old man spoke, he took out scissors and a comb from the cloth bag hanging on his shoulder. Shu Yun looked at the old man's trembling hands, questioned the old woman's boasting, and once again regretted her decision.
However, faced with three pairs of expectant eyes, Shu Yun hesitated for a long time before finally saying, "Just cut it a little shorter, about to my chin." It shouldn't be difficult, right?
As if he could hear her thoughts, the old man smiled and said, "That's easy, girl, don't worry."
As she spoke, she dramatically unfurled a white cloth and tied it around Shu Yun's neck. "Short hair, I know, I cut it often."
As soon as the old man finished speaking, he snipped a long strand of hair to the ground. Shu Yun's heart was in her throat. It was only then that she realized there wasn't even a mirror for getting a haircut.
"Uncle, don't you have a mirror here?" How will she see the result after she finishes cutting her hair?
The old man shook his head. "No one has ever come back to complain about the haircuts I've given them. Mirrors don't really matter."
Is he really that confident? Shu Yun looked at his trembling hand holding the scissors and expressed her doubt, but she didn't forget to remind him, "Uncle, be careful not to poke my face with the scissors."
The old man smiled and said, "Watching, watching, you little girl are just too timid."
The old woman chimed in, "When the old man was young, every young girl and bride in the surrounding villages wanted him to cut their hair. He had a great reputation. But these past few years, he's gotten old, so people don't want to work with him anymore. His business isn't doing well, and he can't even afford to support his grandson anymore."
The old woman was very talkative. She kept talking for a short while while Shu Yun was getting her hair cut, and soon Shu Yun's haircut was finished.
"So fast?" Shu Yun touched her hair. Without a mirror, she couldn't see how her hairstyle looked, but it seemed a bit too short. "Didn't I say it would be chin-length? You've cut it all the way to behind your ears!"
The old man had his own ideas: "This is how you cut hair. You don't understand. This looks good."
The old woman tried to smooth things over, saying, "Comrade, don't be angry. This old man is just stubborn. But although his words are unpleasant, he's right in meaning. You're good-looking, and the short haircut makes your features stand out even more, making you look even better. Don't worry, even though it's short, it will definitely look good. If it doesn't look good, we'll cover the after-sales service. You can come back tomorrow."
Hearing this, Shu Yun relaxed a little. The old woman smiled and said, "Comrade, I felt an instant connection with you. How about this, I'll only charge you 5 cents for this haircut. You see, that's cheaper than getting a haircut for a child outside."
Nowadays, a haircut costs 8 cents for a child and 1 cents for an adult. It's cheap indeed. Seeing the group of people looking at him expectantly, Shu Yun took out some money from his pocket and gave it to the old woman. The old woman immediately beamed with joy, "Comrade, come again next time!"
Shu Yun: ...
As she pushed her cart down the street, she noticed that she was getting more attention than before. Could it be that the haircut was actually quite good?
Shu Yun, filled with questions, rode her bicycle home.
The gate to the yard was open, and even before you got close, you could hear little Gu Xi's endless questions: "Daddy, what is this? When will it be finished? Why can it bend without breaking?"
Gu Xi was asking about the little toy Gu Jun had made for him: a rolling iron hoop.
Gu Jun noticed that the little guy was pouting and unhappy in the afternoon. In order to coax him, he specially dug out some wire from the warehouse to make an iron hoop for the little guy so he could play with rolling the hoop in the yard. However, he did not expect to attract this endless stream of questions. From the moment he started making it until now, the little guy has not stopped talking. Gu Jun felt that it was more tiring than when he was on a mission.
Shu Yun hadn't heard her son's chatter for a while, and now it sounded quite comforting. She knocked on the wooden door and said, "I'm back."
"Mommy, you're back! I missed you so much!" As soon as the little guy heard Shu Yun's voice, his little radar went off, and he rushed towards his mother.
"Mommy!" The sweet, affectionate cry caught in the little one's throat. The little one hesitated for a moment, incredulous. "Mommy?"
Shu Yun's budding maternal love was slapped to the ground and gone.
She looked at the little guy's head. "I've only been gone for half a day, and you don't even recognize your mother?"
"Woof." Ah Xi ran in quickly and rubbed her fluffy head against Shu Yun's leg enthusiastically. "Look at Ah happy, and look at you, little comrade, you're no good."
Shu Yun said it with a smile and in a teasing tone, but the little guy's big eyes rolled around twice and then filled with a layer of mist. "Waaah."
This startled Shu Yun. She quickly put down the package she was carrying and picked up her heavy baby. "Oh dear, what's wrong with our baby? Did Mommy make you cry? Is our baby so fragile?"
Gu Xi blinked and pouted, "Ugly, boohoo, I want a pretty mommy."
Shu Yun: ...
Very well, her maternal heart has vanished. Her face darkened, and she patted the little guy's bottom. "The child doesn't despise his mother for being ugly, but you're the one who's starting to dislike her."
Shu Yun shouted to Gu Jun inside, "Come and take your son away, he's disgusted with me now."
Gu Jun said helplessly, "What little tiff are you two having now?"
When Gu Jun saw Shu Yun, his eyes lingered on her head for a few moments. "You got a haircut?"
Shu Yun scratched her head. "Yeah, how is it? I haven't even looked at it yet after I finished cutting it."
Gu Jun pulled Gu Xi into his arms, his words swirling around in his throat before finally managing to say, "I'll get you a mirror, take a look for yourself."