Chapter 976 A Lot of People Came

She took the scissors and untied Changsheng Ma's hair. She knew how to cut hair. In her previous life, she wanted to be a good wife and mother, so she went to learn how to cut hair. Later, all Lu Qin's hair was done by her own hands. The grooming can be regarded as semi-professional. Of course, Lu Yi's hair is also done by her hands. She will make him clean and fresh every day, so Prosecutor Lu's image has always been very good. , I have never seen him sloppy.

She took the scissors. It was not very easy to use the tool, but after trying it a few times, she felt that it was easy to use. At least the scissors were very sharp.

Clicking, the scissors in her hand kept moving, and strands of hair fell on the ground. In fact, Changsheng's mother didn't know how Yan Huan cut it, but she knew that she walked around from time to time, Then all she could hear was the clicking sound of scissors, and other things, because there was no mirror, so she couldn't see what she looked like.

Okay, finally, Yan Huan put away the scissors and cleaned her hair. Changsheng Ma touched her hair. She felt happy after touching it.

Fortunately, this one has hair. It's not like she was worried about whether she would be cut bald. Well, she should be able to see people. Besides, she is already so old and can't work. As long as it's convenient, it doesn't matter whether it looks good or not, just be practical.

Therefore, she didn't care what she looked like now. Anyway, her hair was shorter now. She also felt that her head was light, and her brain became much clearer. It was not like before, which was all top-heavy.

As a result, as soon as she went out, other people were staring at her head. It didn't matter if they were one or two, but if there were a bunch of them, Changsheng's mother would be embarrassed.

"Mom Changsheng, where did you get your hair cut? Did your third aunt cut it for you?"

A quick-talking aunt came over quickly and asked Changsheng Mom.

"What's wrong, Xiaosong Mama, isn't it ugly?" Changsheng Mama stroked her short hair again, actually having the urge to wrap her head with it.

"No, no," Xiaosong's mother shook her head quickly, "How can it be ugly? It's still so beautiful. The hair you cut makes you look ten years younger. Tell me quickly, who cut it for you? Yes, it belongs to the third aunt, but isn’t the third aunt still sick? Why did she cut your hair? Is she better now? Then I will ask her to cut it for you now. Such."

As Xiaosong's mother said this, she was about to go home to get the scissors, but Changsheng's mother quickly stopped her.

"Don't go looking for third aunt."

"What?" Xiaosong's mother turned her face, "Why, I'm going to ask him to cut my hair now. Your hair is so well cut, I like it after seeing it."

Changsheng's mother touched her hair again and said, "My third aunt didn't cut my hair. Third aunt is still sick and can't get off the bed."

"It wasn't the third aunt who cut it?" Xiaosong's mother's eyes widened, "It wasn't the third aunt who cut it, then who did it? Take me there quickly."

"It was cut by the girl who lives in my house." Changsheng's mother suddenly felt very proud, "Okay, I'm going to go find a mirror and look at my hair. I haven't seen it cut before. , now that you say it, I want to go see it.”

When the hair was first cut, she really didn't dare to look at it. Anyway, she thought, just be ugly as long as it's comfortable. But now that Xiao Song's mother said that her hair was cut well, she couldn't wait to see it. .

When she went back, Yan Huan went out again. She knew that Yan Huan had gone out to collect firewood. This child also refused to listen. She had already said that there was enough firewood at home, really. No, but I still have to go here every day, and the house is almost full of firewood. No one here has as much firewood as others.

She quickly walked into her room, then took out a mirror and placed it in front of her eyes.

Huh? When she looked in the mirror, she was shocked for a moment. No, she was shocked.

It's no wonder, Xiaosong's mother has always wanted to have her hair cut like hers. It really looks good, with layers after layers, short at the top and long at the bottom. The hair is also smooth and attached to the scalp, no matter where it comes from. Look, they all look pretty, and it really makes her look ten years younger. She is really satisfied with this hairstyle. Is it many times better looking than her previous hair?

However, she didn't understand why Yan Huan cut her hair like that even though she was such a good hair cutter.

And she seemed to have forgotten that Yan Huan was cutting her own hair, not someone else's. How could she cut her hair well? She couldn't see it, and her hair was all grown like that, even when she combed it. They couldn't be combed open, so in the end, she didn't bother with it, just cut it off with the scissors, and it ended up like that.

When Yan Huan came back, the sky was already a little dark. She had gained something today. She found some black fungus in the mountains, so she came back at night, but the harvest was quite a lot. This can be eaten well. A few meals.

However, when she just came back, she found that there were many people standing in Changsheng's family, including the seventh aunt, the eighth aunt, both men and women.

"Xiaoyan, you're back, come here quickly," Changsheng waved to her as soon as he saw Yan Huan coming back, and those people all stared at her, as if they wanted to dig out a piece of meat from her alive.

Yan Huan put down the firewood and walked over, and those people's eyes never left her. It felt like her fans saw her before, but she touched her face, her face was like this, why didn't she have fans now?

And she soon found out that there were no fans, but vermicelli.

"Xiaoyan, I want your Changsheng mother's look, okay?"

Xiaosong's mother was the first to arrive, of course, and she also wanted her to be the first to cut her hair. She didn't want to cut it into anything, just Changsheng's mother's, that was the best, look at how beautiful the hair is, she feels like a city person.

And it's so good to be short, you don't have to comb it in the future, how much time will be saved in a day.

"Okay," Yan Huan took the scissors. She didn't have time to change her clothes because they would get dirty anyway. She picked up the scissors skillfully and her hands moved very quickly. It was the same as Changsheng's mother's, but it was not the same. Changsheng's mother had a pointed face, so that hairstyle looked good, but Xiaosong's mother had a typical round face, so it was not very suitable. She wanted to cut Xiaosong's mother's hair to be more fluffy and of course longer, otherwise her face would look like a watermelon.