She smiled and said: "Mom, I didn't even think about doing my hair.
But think about it, Yi Zhou is going to the provincial capital, where all the big leaders live.
You think, if the three of us don't stab him, wouldn't we embarrass him?"
After listening to Xia Qingyuan's words, Lin Dongxiu had no choice but to give up no matter how reluctant she was.
She nodded vigorously: "Okay, we three will have a good barb today!"
Shen Yilin had been arranged to sit on a chair by the barber. Seeing that this old lady was tricked by Xia Qingyuan in just a few words, she couldn't help but shake her head.
Hey, woman.
*
At this time, perming and dyeing hair had become popular among young people in the city. Even among men, there were many people with perms.
It can be said that perming is an important symbol of this era.
When the barber was perming Xia Qingyuan's hair, he couldn't help but praise: "Your hair is of really good quality. You must have had it like this since you were a child, right?"
Xia Qingyuan smiled and shook her head: "My hair was very yellow when I was a child.
Because of this, my parents shaved my head several times."
When she was a child, her hair was not as thick as straw.
Wang Ping was worried that her hair would be like this in the future, so she asked Xia Youming to shave her hair several times.
What she remembers is that until she was three years old, the top of her head was still bare.
When she wanted to shave her head again, Xia Qingyuan had already begun to have her initial sense of aesthetics and was unwilling.
The old man picked her up and said, "I won't shave anymore. My family won't shave anymore. Grandpa will take you to play."
Later, as I grew up, my dry and yellow hair gradually became black and shiny.
Wang Ping also laughed at her: "All the nutrition you have has gone to your hair!"
Thinking of this, the smile on Xia Qingyuan's face faded, and finally she pursed her lips and said no more.
When the barber was applying lotion on Xia Qingyuan, he couldn't help but asked, "Would you like to dye it together?"
She looked at Xia Qingyuan in the mirror and said, "Your skin is white and looks good no matter what color you dye it."
Hearing this, Xia Qingyuan was a little moved.
She thought about dyeing her hair.
I was just afraid that perming and dyeing it would make me stand out, so I stopped thinking about it.
Lin Dongxiu sat in such a barber shop for the first time, with her back straight, and said: "Just get one, it will look good."
Xia Qingyuan then mused: "Then dye it maroon."
The barber smiled and said: "Okay!"
Finally, the hairdresser gave Xia Qingyuan a lighter shade of black based on the maroon color, which added to the feminine softness and charm of the whole person.
The large maroon waves parted in the middle are draped behind her, reaching almost to her waist. Together with Xia Qingyuan's beautiful facial features, she is very bright and attractive.
The staff and customers in the barber shop couldn't help but marvel at her beauty.
The barber looked at Xia Qingyuan and praised: "It really suits you very well.
In all the years I have worked here, you are the most beautiful customer I have ever seen."
Even Shen Yilin, who had cut his hair long ago and was playing with toys aside, couldn't help but give Xia Qingyuan a thumbs up.
A sense of pride arose spontaneously, his sister-in-law was beautiful.
Lin Dongxiu also had curly hair just past her ears, looking neat and young.
She looked at herself in the mirror, almost unrecognizable.
Xia Qingyuan stood beside her, looked into the mirror together, and said: "Mom, you are not bad at all, you just neglect to take care of yourself.
Yi Zhou and Yi Lin grow up so well because of you.
You see, with just a little more than half of it, she is a beauty."
Lin Dongxiu's face turned red when Xia Qingyuan said it.
She looked at herself in the mirror sheepishly and said with a smile: "As I get older, my daughter-in-law is still more beautiful."
Shen Yilin was also secretly laughing. His sister-in-law had just complimented him on how handsome he was.
*
When the three of them went back, Shen Yizhou was already at home.
He was sitting on the sofa, holding a phone in his hand and talking on the phone.
Hearing the sound, he turned around and looked over, forgetting his words for a moment.
It wasn't until the person on the other end of the phone called him several times that he realized what he was doing.
He concealed his momentary absence and continued to return to the previous conversation.
Xia Qingyuan suppressed her laughter, did not expose him, and turned around to go back to the room.
After a while, Shen Yizhou followed in.
He hugged her from behind and buried his head on her neck and shoulders: "Daughter-in-law, why are you so beautiful today?"