"You can't see the shape of the head, don't you recognize the car on the side of the road?"

Leng Hongyi looked at the figure and turned around and put on a hat, a small white face, who else could it be if it wasn't Leng Qingzhu, and he was carrying a bag in his hand, which looked like her hair had been cut.

Fu Yingshao pulled over the car, and Leng Qingzhu hurriedly walked over: "I still think you don't know if you will go back!" ”

She laughed heartlessly, completely unaware that in the last second, her mother wanted to dress her up like a doll.

"How did you cut your hair?"

"I'm too busy to take care of it, and it takes so much time to wash and comb my hair every day, it's really not worth it!"

She took off her hat and shook her head: "How is it, is it good-looking?" It feels so much easier! ”

"Beautiful!"

"It's not pretty!"

Chen Baishuang had a disagreement with his uncle, and looked at his daughter in pain: "How many years have those two big braids been left, you will cut off this scissors, but I really don't feel distressed!" ”

"What's so distressing, can't you still sell it for money!"

Leng Qingzhu shook the hair in his hand: "In it just now, the boss gave twenty, I didn't sell it, to be honest, why do you have to be thirty, you say yes?" ”

"......" Chen Baishuang looked at the ayako in his hand and turned his head.

Leng Hongyi also felt a pity: "Why did you cut it?" You look really good with long hair. ”

Fu Yingshao looked at her through the car window: "It's good-looking, clean and neat, and the face looks smaller." ”

"......" Leng Hongyi didn't want to speak.

Fu Yingshao took his hair over: "Give it to me, I can help you sell it for fifty yuan!" ”

"Really?"

"Of course it's true, when did I lie to you."

Leng Qingzhu squinted at him.

The two of them remembered what happened when they were children at the same time, and Fu Yingshao touched his nose: "I haven't lied to you since then." ”

He thought for a moment and added, "I don't dare now." ”

"I'm too lazy to go through old accounts with you, whatever you sell for as much as you want!" Leng Qingzhu handed him his hair.

He tiptoed and looked at his parents in the car: "Your second elder forgive me, I really don't have time to fiddle with this now, to be honest, I haven't read a book for a long time, and I don't know if I can make up for my homework." ”

Chen Baishuang and Leng Hongyi sat up straight at the same time, looked at their daughter, their eyes were full of concern: "No matter what you do, you have to stop in moderation, you can't be too tired, how old are you now, what are you doing in such a hurry?" ”

"Why don't you worry, this time, it looks like a lot, but it's gone, I'm so young, of course I have to do everything I want to do. Time is money, efficiency is life! ”

"This makes sense, but it's a pity that this hair has been cut for many years, right?" The cyclist stopped beside Leng Qingzhu.

Leng Qingzhu turned around and greeted someone: "Uncle Liang, just get off work?" ”

"Well, I was about to go home, but I didn't expect to see you here."

Leng Qingzhu introduced the two people.

Liang Zong smiled gently and stretched out his hand, and Fu Yingshao responded.

The two shook hands, looked at each other, and had an assessment in their hearts.

Leng Hongyi and Chen Baishuang poked their heads out from behind to greet each other.

Liang Zong stood on the side of the road and talked to a few people for a while, and decided to meet at the Red Star Hotel in the county seat tomorrow night.

Leng Qingzhu asked the man to get into the car: "It's just right, by the way." ”

"No, I still have something." He got on the bicycle, looked back at Leng Qingzhu, and said with a smile: "Okay, Xiao Leng, this head is very good-looking, neat and delicate!" ”

Leng Qingzhu responded with a smile, and Fu Yingshao's eyes widened.