Yan Jiyun had a cramp on his face, and he suddenly felt a headache when he heard the sound... It was this little girl again!

There are not many people who can give Yan Shao a headache, but there is one in front of him who runs into this store every now and then, and every time he pulls Yan Jiyun to ask for details, anyone can tell that this little girl likes this uncle, so how could Yan Jiyun not know?

The little girl is white and tender, with moist skin as jade, and her pretty cheeks are shining. When she stands, she gives people a youthful atmosphere that cannot be ignored, which makes people want to take a look at her more, but the little girl's eyes are only staring at Yan Jiyun, not paying attention to others.

Yan Jiyun calmly put down the newspaper in his hand, stood up, patted the ashes on his coat, and said casually: "I'm off work today and I'm going out to do business soon."

The implication is that I won’t cut my little girl’s hair.

In fact, it was not Yan Jiyun who deliberately refused. He had indeed gotten off work and had something important to do.

The little girl was stunned on the spot, a little embarrassed, and said embarrassedly: "Master Ji... can't you cut it for me before getting off work?"

After all, he is just a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old, straightforward and cute. At this age of flowers, it is normal for humans to have fantasies about the opposite sex. Yan Jiyun couldn't bear to hurt people too deeply, so he had to respond lightly: "It's really not possible. I'll drive out and cut it out another day."

Yan Jiyun said, keeping his feet behind him, and people have already left the store.

The little girl was very disappointed, but she didn't know what to say. She could only watch Yan Jiyun leave. She felt uncomfortable and bit her lip in distress, standing at the door in a daze.

Xiao Li was responsible for washing the customer's hair. Seeing the little girl looking pitiful, he couldn't bear it and leaned over and whispered to remind her: "Don't waste time, tell you, our Master Ji has a woman he likes. You'd better give up early, why bother to make yourself bored? Do you want Master Ji to hate you?"

The little girl was shocked, blinked her eyes, showed an unbelievable expression, and then turned around and ran out... She was going to chase Yan Jiyun.

Yan Jiyun was still dressed up like that... a black coat, corduroy pants, and a pair of blue and white sneakers. The stubble was deeper and his hair was a little messy. This image was very consistent with the environment of the town. It was just ordinary. Even if the reporter stood in front of him, he would not recognize who he was.

Yan Jiyun walked leisurely on the road, lowering his eyes, looking like he was all the way, but his wise and clear eyes never changed.

"Master Ji...Uncle Ji...Uncle Ji...Wait for me..." A crisp and rapid call came from behind, which was the little girl just now.

Yan Jiyun suddenly frowned, his face changed slightly, and he sighed in his heart... Isn't it necessary to be so exaggerated? He said that he would not cut his hair today, and she still caught up with him? This is too persistent.

The little girl chased after her breathlessly, blocking Yan Jiyun's way, as if she was very anxious.

"Master Ji...I...I...I want to ask you...Is it a woman you already like? Is it? Xiao Li said just now." The little girl's big eyes looked at Yan Jiyun without blinking, with a serious and nervous expression, just like a student who announced her scores during the college entrance examination.

Yan Jiyun took a half step to the side, and looked at no one around him to pay attention to this place. Then he nodded to the little girl: "Yes, Xiao Li is right. Why are you just asking this?"

"Yeah, yes, I just want to hear you say it in person... because, I like you, but you already have a woman, so I can't like you anymore." The little girl answered very simply, and a slight pain flashed in her bright eyes.

Now it was Yan Jiyun's turn to be speechless and couldn't help but feel ashamed... He was just a big deal. Unexpectedly, this seemingly ordinary little girl was so straightforward and cheerful, saying she liked him, but she immediately cut off her thoughts because she had a woman. She was so rational and so straightforward, it was indeed a bit unexpected. She was so open and simple that Yan Jiyun could not be disgusted with such a girl, and she admired her character a little.

Yan Jiyun's tone became much gentler, and there was a sense of praise in his deep eyes: "You... seem to be called Xiaoying, right?"

"Master Ji, do you know my name? Hehe...yes, my name is Xiaoying."

"Well... Thank you for your love for me, and thank you for saying that you won't like me anymore, because there is no place in my heart to hold others, you can take it and put it down, be decisive and straightforward. I thank you very much and admire you." Yan Jiyun said sincerely. He told Xiaoying these things generously, which was also a kind of respect for her.

If it were Yan Jiyun, who used to be the former, wouldn't he have said this to a girl who admired him so patiently? He would only use the ruthless way to dispel the other party's thoughts, or ignore them directly and leave.

The current manifestation is that he has changed his mentality since he lived in the town for a while, his temper has no longer been so cold, and his heart has become warmer. Even if he refuses people who really like him, he will try to be more gentle. In short, he is no longer so selfish, and he will begin to consider other people's feelings.

Xiaoying's eyes were slightly crystal clear, but her pretty face was still smiling, and she said sincerely: "Master Ji, you won't stay here for a long time, are you? Although I don't know what the woman you like looks like, I still want to wish you happiness."

"Thank you, Xiaoying."

"Goodbye Master Ji!" Xiaoying smiled and waved her hand, and ran away.

Yan Jiyun's mood became much more relaxed, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise a little... He thought it would be a headache, but now it's solved. If Shui Han knew about it, she wouldn't hate Xiaoying, and maybe she would like to say a few more words of praise.

Thinking of Shui Han, Yan Jiyun remembered Xiao Lemon, and his promise to Shui Han...

Yan Jiyun calmed down and accelerated his pace to move forward. He wanted to go to Wei Yong's house.

Wei Yong rarely goes home since he opened a barber shop. There is only one mother and an old yellow dog at home. Yan Jiyun and Wei Yong have been here once, and they are deeply loved by Wei's mother and treated them like their own family. After that, Wei Yong often asks Yan Jiyun to come here to visit his mother on his behalf.

There was a yard with a green gate and a couplet on it. This was Wei Yong's home. Yan Jiyun knocked on the door and the barking sounded. Wei's mother heard that it was Yan Jiyun's voice and hurried to open the door and welcome him in.

Wei's mother is just an ordinary rural woman, but she is not as well maintained as the people in the city. She is only fifty years old, but she looks like she is sixty years old, with half of her hair white, and her wrinkles on her face are obvious, with sallow skin, pale lips, and poor mental state.

The old yellow dog saw Yan Jiyun, but it stopped yelling, wagging its tail to show its kindness and circled around him.

Wei's mother couldn't help but laugh and scold: "You beast are so clever. You know that every time Master Ji comes, you will be blessed!"

Yan Jiyun squatted down and touched the old yellow dog's fur, and said softly to a child: "Don't worry, you have something to eat."

The old yellow dog screamed twice, indicating that he was waiting.

Yan Jiyun put the rations he brought to the yellow dog in the bowl on the ground, and the man sat aside and started chatting with Wei's mother.

"Auntie, do you feel too cold? Do you want to add something? You can tell me that I'll just send a message to Wei Yong." Yan Jiyun said, standing up and planning to walk into the house.

Seeing this, Wei's mother hurriedly followed him, warmly greeted him and sat down, poured a cup of hot boiled water: "Master Ji, you are such a good person. Wei Yong is not as careful as you... In fact, I am alone at home, what's there to buy?"

"One person?" Yan Jiyun raised his thick eyebrows and looked around the room. He said curiously: "Why is it almost the Spring Festival? Is it because my uncle won't go home for the New Year?"

When Wei's mother heard this, her face suddenly froze and she smiled bitterly: "That dead ghost... I haven't seen him for several years. Who knows if he met another woman in the city? Anyway, he hasn't sent a penny back in the years, has never called, and has never come home to see us. He has not heard from him for several years, I'm afraid he's forgotten us long ago..."

Yan Jiyun's face was calm and he couldn't tell what he was thinking. But after Wei's mother finished speaking, the smile on his face became deeper: "Aunt, don't say that. Maybe it's because my uncle has any difficulties. This is his home and he will always come back. This is the New Year, if you don't dislike it, I will come here with Wei Yong to have a New Year's Eve dinner with you."

After all the words were said, Wei's mother was not only happy, but she didn't even speak up to leave Yan Jiyun for dinner here, which was a bit too strange.

The previous few times when Yan Jiyun came, Wei's mother would treat him warmly. If there was no food at home that day, she would go out to buy some cold dishes and come back... But that's not the case today.

Yan Jiyun had just entered the yard and saw a chair with vegetables on it and there were picked leaves on the ground. It was almost time for supper.

"Auntie, I'll leave first and come to see you someday."

"Okay, OK, it's getting dark. Pay attention to safety on the road. The road at the entrance of the village has been repaired these days, so it's hard to walk." Although Wei's mother had tried her best to hide it, how could the abnormal tension and secret joy in her eyes escape Yan Jiyun's magic eyes?

The master did not keep him, and he had no need to stay any longer, but not long after he left, he quietly sneaked back from another path.

I came here openly, but this time I was sneaky. What is Yan Jiyun doing?

If he guessed correctly, Wei's mother was not the only one in the Wei family at this moment, but she didn't even want to keep him politely. This only means that if there was a second person in her room, this person would be a shameful person, otherwise how could she need to hide it?

Also, when Yan Jiyun first stepped into the house, he observed a trace of blue smoke coming out of the ashtray on the table, very thin... Although the white smoke disappeared very quickly and Wei's mother did not notice it in time, it was enough for Yan Jiyun to know that before he entered, someone was sitting in that position to smoke. Wei's mother was a person who could not smoke, and the residue in the ashtray was not paper cigarettes, but... dry tobacco.

In the Wei family, Yan Jiyun once heard Wei Yong say that his father Wei Lizhong was a hand-dry tobacco...
Chapter completed!