Qiao Fengtian changed his hair color again.
The color card Du Dong picked for him was amaranth red with a gradient of black. The roots of the hair are avoided when bleaching, and the amaranth only gradually starts to fade from the hair, and the color increases gradually. After taking off his bib, Du Dong brushed off the hair on Qiao Fengtian's neck. Qiao Fengtian shook his head in front of the mirror and pursed his lips.
Very good, quite satisfactory.
Li Li found a job as a teacher in a kindergarten in the city. She didn't have enough education or qualifications. It was considered that his second uncle, who opened an Internet cafe, found someone to open the back door and rushed in. Li Li had always disliked work, and felt restrained and uncomfortable, but this time, he went to a serious class, which surprised Qiao Fengtian.
Li Li rolled up the newly hot little waves around her ears, smiling unexpectedly and shyly. She said that in case of having a child, you can't rely on winter melon to support the family alone. As a mother, you have to be an example to your children. It's not enough to be a pile of mud that can't support the wall. Du Dong heard it from afar, and hummed a little song while washing people's hair in the back room.
Very good, and Ruqinse.
The new apprentice of the barber shop is a boy with short hair. After reading the news on the Internet, he came directly to the shop to apply. It turned out to be narrow-eyed, plump and plump, with a father and two younger sisters who were studying at home, locals. Qiao Fengtian asked for his ID card and his driver's license. He held a small bench and "interrogated him" for half an hour without a smile on his face.
It made the young man look embarrassed and said, I'm not applying for a barbershop but the FBI, right? Du Dongcai took the dry hair towel and "snapped" Qiao Fengtian's arm, raised his eyebrows and said, "You're almost done," he turned around and scared people away. He smiled at the young man again and said, he was bitten by a snake once, and he has been afraid of the rope for ten years, so you should be more careful.
The young man grinned, it's okay, it should be, insurance is always right. Qiao Fengtian didn't say more and kept it.
Not bad, only one year older than Lu Zhichun.
Zheng Yu came to Qiao Fengtian's house for lunch as usual, still talking a lot and eating a lot. Seeing Qiao Fengtian's newly dyed hair, he was heartbroken for a moment, and then he was full of interest in his fresh appearance. The tofu skin spring rolls I made at noon were thinly wrapped with dried fragrant, coriander and white shrimp. With a trembling of my hands and a heartbreak, I made a lot more.
Three people ate a large plate, and the other two extra. Qiao Fengtian packed a box and asked Xiao Wuzi to bring it back to Qiao Liang, and asked him to remind his father to rest more and not be too tired; the other package was for Zheng Yu to take back to Zheng Siqi, and told her to say that she had done too much. no other meaning. Just use the microwave to "ding" for a minute before eating, and serve with a plate of soy sauce and vinegar.
Together with Wang Zengqi's novel, she also asked her to take it back and return it to Zheng Siqi.
Qiao Fengtian didn't know whether Zheng Siqi had never discovered that piece of paper, or whether he knew it existed, but he accidentally put it in a book, so he couldn't find it. It may be a desperate, desperate crush, it sounds like a fancy youth romance. Not limited to the season, not limited by time and space, wanton long, sour and slightly spicy, sweet and slightly sweet.
If you see it, treat it as if you haven't seen it, it's someone else's private matter.
This evening.
The number of customers for haircuts suddenly increased a lot. The number of customers on the iron-clad seats was flowing, and Qiao Fengtian was standing behind the chairs, combing, combing, cutting, and shearing, but he did not move the ground. He rubbed his right eye, picked a handful of the guest's outer hair with a fine-toothed comb, folded it, and secured it on top of his head with a medium clip. Feeling that the right brow bone was still throbbing and uncomfortable, he raised his lower brow vigorously and turned his eyelids into three folds.
Du Dong replaced the new hair straightener in the store, connected the plug to the wiring board, lowered his head and used his fingertips to run the temperature of the porcelain veneer. As soon as it was blown, the strands dangled and fluttered.
The newly recruited apprentice pushed in the door with a bundle of neatly arranged dry hair towels, and rubbed the chubby and chubby belly in circles.
"Ho, it's intoxicating outside today!" he said with a smile.
"What?" Du Dong turned back.
"Burning clouds! It's all over the sky, it's not beautiful, I see a lot of people on the road with their mobile phones on the curbs and standing to take pictures!" He pointed to the door with his hand.
Qiao Fengtian, who had fallen from his neck for a day, raised his head in response and saw the red glow in his eyes.
The location of Lida is the highest point in Linan City, so that it can be viewed from a distance, and at night, you can enjoy the most complete and bright night scene. Things in Skyrim, too. The clouds formed by the atmospheric circulation outside us are stacked on top of each other, and the background color of pomegranate red, as if smeared with large brushstrokes, paints the rich and warm burning clouds of Linan this evening.
It has been a long time since Linan has seen a fire cloud.
After the fire burns the clouds, it is mostly sunny and cloudless weather, and it is best to travel and travel far.
Qiao Fengtian stared at it for a while, feeling suffocated for some reason. Like a short rush to stop and jump for a second, followed by a "crack".
Accidentally, Qiao Fengtian shook his hands and dropped the scissors, twisting the wrong knife. The ends of the originally flat hair slanted out for no reason. Qiao Fengtian frowned, "tsk".
"What's wrong?" The guest felt something was wrong, and moved his mouth, which was red and full, and reached out his hand to stroke his hair all the way to the roots, "What's wrong? Is there a problem?"
"I'm sorry." Qiao Fengtian looked at the guest through the mirror, "I cut the wrong knife for you."
"Ah?" The guest hurriedly dropped his head, flipped his crystal nails up and down, and hurriedly tucked the end of his hair up to his chest, "Where? Where did you cut it wrong?!"
Both Du Dong and the apprentice turned their heads to look.
Qiao Fengtian silently put the flat scissors back into the apron, reached out and brushed the top of the guest's hair, clipped a slanted strand of hair, and showed her the truth, "It's here, it's a little crooked, I'm sorry, this time it's just I won't charge you any more."
"Oh, what's the matter with you?!" She frowned, folded a shallow "Chuan" character, grabbed the bib with one hand, and supported the handrail with the other to get up, "Cut me that big! You Myasthenia gravis?!"
"I'm sorry, I'll fix it for you..."
"Xiu your motherfucker, I asked you to cut my collarbone. If you cut it wrong for me, I will continue to repair. If you don't cut it, it will be shorter? How can I go out when I cut it into a broom head!"
Qiao Fengtian took a step back and raised his hand against his right brow bone, "No, don't worry if you can't make a broom head..."
"Yeah, I'm relieved, I'm relieved, you just cut a hole for me! Why don't you try it out with me?" half head. Her two-leaf eyebrows were drawn thick and flying, and when they were twisted, they showed a fierce look, "You don't know how to open a barber shop? What are you doing to make money?"
"Hey, what's up, what's up?" Du Dong was too busy to step forward, and blocked in front of Qiao Fengtian, smiling all over his face, "Why do you get angry when you are so good, beautiful?"
The guest stretched out his index finger, "Ask him!"
Du Dong turned around and pressed his throat, "What's the matter?"
Qiao Fengtian is the most disrespectful of others, and he is most afraid of others doubting his work. He tilted his head and sighed, shrugging his shoulders, "The scissors snapped, and they pricked the butt of a fried chicken."
"Hey, who the hell are you talking about fried chicken!" The guest ignited his anger on the Tianling cover, stepped forward with his high heels, and reached out to grab Qiao Fengtian's face. Your mouth is broken!"
"Hey, don't, don't, don't! If you have something to say, say something!" Du Dong raised his chest to block forward, raised his buttocks and arched Qiao Fengtian back.
The newly recruited apprentice also grabbed Qiao Fengtian's arm and shoved him back, so that he could not escape and was scratched by Sheng. But Qiao Fengtian still felt a pain in her scalp, and she saw that she had torn off five or six strands of amaranth hair.
"That's the quality of your shopkeepers? I've opened my eyes today!"
"Hey, don't be angry, don't be angry! I'll help you re-cut! I'm sure you're satisfied! You can do whatever cares you want and be supple. I'll give you a free compensation today, so don't be angry."
"嘁." The guest hooked his lips in disdain.
Du Dong grinned and turned his head to give Angel Qiao Feng an untraceable wink.
Qiao Fengtian unbuttoned his waist, took off his apron, threw it on the sofa, and went to the back door with his bangs.
He squatted on the two short stone steps in front of the door, staring at the plumes of white smoke from the iron chimney in the back kitchen of the hotel in front of him, and with the sound of the soy pot "pecking", the alley was full of oily smoke.
Disrespectful guests, the business has been going on for a long time, and the more you see. No matter how unobtrusive and harassing there are, Qiao Fengtian and Du Dong endured it with a smile. Shi went around and couldn't hold his breath, so he closed the door early, went to the food stall to order a barbecue beer, and threw all the suppressed displeasure and anger into the wine and swallowed.
Qiao Fengtian always thinks so.
I don't know if it's because someone treated me with extra equanimity, people are arrogant and look noble, they can't stand scolding, they can't stand anger.
I thought that everyone could look up to me and not feel wronged for myself.
He suddenly realized that some people still can't stick too close. A few taels of jins, unable to control his situation, he thought that he was the one who could walk in.
Only when I glance at it occasionally, I feel amazing, and it feels far away.
The evening wind was picking up, and the mobile phone in Qiao Fengtian's clothes pocket was buzzing.
Qiao Fengtian rubbed his right eye socket, pressed the answer button, put the phone next to his ear, and answered lightly.
When he looked up at the sky again, the burning clouds in the west were burning more and more intensely, almost showing a heavy, ceremonial and beautiful blood color.