Chapter 978 Opening a Barber Shop

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"No," Changsheng's mother is not that kind of person, "I also like Xiaoyan. Although her face is ruined and one of her legs is lame, she is diligent, sensible, and a good child. Of course I don't dislike her, but , She doesn’t seem to have that kind of interest in longevity.”

They live together every day, and she is also here. How could she not see that Xiaoyan has grown up to be an elder, but she treats Changsheng as a relative, not a man? .

"This matter cannot be rushed." Xiaosong's mother has been married and knows a little bit about it. "You must marry a virtuous wife. Look at those families, even if you marry a bad one, now they are all beaten." What's going on? I finally spent so much money to marry someone, and now I'm fine. I went to work outside, but ended up running away with someone else. Now my son is still a bachelor. Let's marry him again. People think he's already married. But she’s not married, she’s not a bachelor, she feels that Xiaoyan’s kid is pretty good, she just needs to be so pretty, he just needs to be nice.”

However, she thought about Changsheng again. Changsheng's boy was also one of the best young men in their village. He was energetic, tall, and diligent. Such a young man would not worry about having a wife to marry. Xiaoyan's It seems a bit inappropriate to match him.

"By the way," Xiaosong's mother finally remembered the topic. After all this chatting, I don't know where the main topic has gotten.

"I have something to tell you," Xiaosong's mother leaned over and whispered.

"Do you want Xiaoyan to open a barber shop in our village?"

"A haircut?" Changsheng Ma still hasn't reached this level.

"It's just a place to get a haircut," Xiaosong's mother touched her short hair. She was quite satisfied with her hair, but Rang Yan Huan had had her hair cut before. Thinking about it, no one was dissatisfied.

"Yes, it's the hairdresser," Xiaosong's mother said again.

"Look at our village. It's said that there are not many people, but there are only a few dozen households. Counting the population, there are hundreds of people. Everything is lacking in this village, and the most lacking thing is a craftsman. In the past, only the third aunt could get a haircut, and even though it was free of charge, every time I went to her place, why didn't I ask for anything? "

"Yes," Changsheng's mother also knew. When she went there, she even brought rice and noodles to others. Those rice and noodles were not too little. The village was not big and everything was in short supply, but the most lacking thing was really like It's what Xiaosong's mother said. It's not just that there is a lack of a craftsman.

"Look..." Xiaosong's mother was analyzing the same thing as Changsheng's mother, "Just open a barber shop. In fact, you don't need anything, just a set of tools. Go to the third aunt to get it. Anyway, she now has this She can’t cut her hair either because she hasn’t used scissors in two years. Thinking about it, she doesn’t want to do it anymore.”

"After your barber shop opens, we will go to your place to cut hair. If you have money, we will give you some money. If you don't have money, we will give you something. Just like the third aunt did, we can also add some income to the family. That little saying, I go to collect firewood every day, and I have an ambitious child. I just want to eat and drink for free at your house, and I don’t feel at ease. Why don’t I have to do something? "

"Yes," Changsheng's mother sighed again, "She has intentions. I know this. Otherwise, it would be impossible for me to get up the earliest every day and finish all the work at home. I am an old woman. There’s nothing to do at the end of the day.”

"You should discuss what I said with her. If she is willing, that's fine. You won't have to brave the snow to collect firewood anymore. A girl's house is all frozen. , those hands turned into carrots, and I felt uncomfortable looking at them. This child without a mother and a father is so pitiful. "

Changsheng's mother felt sad when she said this. She was not a child without a father and a mother, but she was an ambitious one.

When Shi Yan came back carrying firewood, Changsheng's mother had already prepared the meal, which was boiled noodles with some saved vegetables in it to make a big pot of noodle soup. It was very good. You may eat because you are too hungry, so you feel that everything is delicious and delicious.

Yan Huan helped put the food on the table, and soon Changsheng came back from the field. In the middle of winter, there was sweat on his forehead. He wiped it with a towel casually, and then sat down to eat.

Yan Huan ate very little, just a small bowl of rice, as long as she was not starving to death, so even though she was at Changsheng's home these days, she did not eat as much as she wanted.

She was afraid that others would say that she was eating and drinking for free, which would make Changsheng's family feel uncomfortable, so most of the food on the table was eaten by Changsheng in the end.

Yan Huan rolled up her sleeves and washed the pots and bowls one by one. Her hands were still cold. Sometimes they were numb and itchy, and sometimes they were swollen and painful. Her hands were so cold before. Lu Yi wouldn't even let her wash the dishes. He would either wash them himself or throw them into the dishwasher. But if he knew what she was doing with these hands right now, he didn't know what his expression would be like. .

The little flower he cared for carefully was already in bloom.

"Xiaoyan," Changsheng's mother's voice suddenly sounded, interrupting Yan Huan's thoughts. Yan Huan raised his face and smiled at Changsheng's mother.

"Auntie, what's wrong?"

"Actually, it's nothing," Changsheng's mother was also thinking about how to tell Yan Huan what had happened.

"Xiaoyan, your Aunt Xiaosong came over and told me something. I want to ask you what you mean?"

"Okay," Yan Huan smiled again, but her hand was inside the pot. She washed the inside and outside of the pot very clean, and then summarized it into bowls and plates.

Changsheng's mother also rolled up her sleeves and washed the dishes with Yan Huan while talking.

"Your Aunt Xiaosong asked you if you would like to open a barber shop in the village, and give haircuts to the villagers without charging any money. When you come to get a haircut, whoever has what they have, just take some. What do you think? ?”

Yan Huan's hand holding the rag trembled slightly. She didn't know that one day, her hair-cutting skills with two knives in one hand would be recognized by the villagers.

Well, it seems okay. It's okay to get some food or something. She has never thought of using this to make money. As long as it can add some income to the Changsheng family, even if it is not too much, at least it will not be free for her. She She can live there with peace of mind, and she is not afraid that others will drive her away again.