After the divorce, the ex-wife kept losing her vest

Chapter 763 Luoyin Barber Shop Opens

Nan Song became very interested in Shu Ying's belly and kept asking her questions.

"I heard the third brother say a while ago that my sister-in-law has become famous, which scared me a lot. Just like that, he still wants to go to Xi'an, which almost made me angry to death."

Nan Song rolled his eyes at He Shen and said, "I don't know whether it's serious or serious."

He Shen smiled helplessly.

The palms and backs of his hands were full of flesh. He was worried about his wife, children, and sister. At that moment, he really wanted to split himself in half.

"Your third brother, I'm thinking of you in my heart."

Shu Ying glanced at He Shen, but she didn't mind. He Shen was a gentle person with a soft heart. His family was very important to him, whether it was Xiao Song or his brothers. , she was a little jealous at first, but his careful care and nervousness for her made her understand that in his heart, she and the child were also very, very important. When she fell in love with him, wasn't it because she fell in love with his warmth and kindness? Character?

Only He Shen would accept her and tolerate her infinitely without caring about her past.

"Third brother, this is your fault."

Nan Song said to He Shen seriously: "Besides yourself, your wife and children are the most important people to you. My sister has to sit in the back row, you know? I am also protected by my husband. Besides, I have so many brothers. You are the only one left. My third sister-in-law only has you as her husband, and you are her only one."

Comparing herself to Yu Jinwen, she also hoped that he would put her first.

He Shen knew that Nan Song said this to prevent Shu Ying from having a grudge and affecting their sister-in-law relationship.

He smiled gently and said, "What you said is wrong. To me, I only have one wife and one sister. You are both important."

Before Nan Song and Shu Ying could say anything, Luo Yin came down from upstairs with a razor and said in a slightly raised voice, "What about me? Where do you put your mother?"

There was a strong smell of vinegar in his voice.

He Shen hurriedly coaxed: "The most important thing is of course my mother."

Nan Song was speechless and Shu Ying burst into laughter. The most jealous person in their family was their mother. No one could compare to her.

Looking at the thing in Luo Yin's hand, Luo You asked curiously: "Mom, what are you doing with the razor?"

"Of course I'm shaving my head. Wait and see me show off my skills."

Luo Yin waved her hand towards Nan Ningsong, who was drinking tea and chatting with her father, son and son-in-law. She obediently put down her tea cup and walked over.

Soon the living room was covered with a carpet and a chair, and Nan Ningsong sat upright like a primary school student.

Butler Zhao got something like a cloak from somewhere and handed it to Luo Yin. Luo Yin threw it in the air coolly and had Nan Ningsong wrap it around her neck.

Then the servant brought a mirror over.

"Huh~" Luo You sighed in a low voice. This scene was like a small hair salon.

Apparently, as the New Year was approaching, her mother’s hands were itchy again.

Luo Yin laid out a row of tools, including various scissors and combs, as well as special shaving blades and foam, which looked as professional as possible.

Nan Song, Quan Yeqian and He Shen had seen this scene since they were young, and they were already used to it.

I had seen Yu Jinwen many times on the island, and his hair was all taken care of by Luo Yin. Luo Yin also trimmed the word "song" on his head for him at the beginning. After he came back, he kept it for a while, and was taken care of by Nan. Song disliked it for being too middle-aged, so she ordered him to grow it long and then lost it, so now it has an ordinary one.

This was the first time for Luo You and Shu Ying to see this posture, and they didn't expect to be able to cut their own hair at home.

Seeing Luo Yin's skillful and neat techniques, Luo You's eyes sparkled, and he was possessed by the girl, "Mom, you are so awesome, you know how to do everything!"

"Low-key." Luo Yin said in a leisurely tone, "Just almighty."

Quan Yeqian and Nan Song said "yu~" at the same time.

Yu Jinwen's lips curled up into a smile, and he purred behind Nan Song's head twice. It seems that his daughter-in-law is so stinky, she learned it from her mother-in-law.He couldn't help but wonder if the genes of the Yilan tribe were so powerful, if he and Xiao Song had a daughter, would she be the exact replica of Xiao Song.

A little stinky king~.

Thinking of this, Yu Jinwen's eyes filled with smiles.

Luo Yin cut his hair very quickly. First of all, he was used to cutting Nan Ningsong's hair. He didn't need any special style. He could just simply trim it. She didn't dye the white hair on his head black, so she thought it was just fine. It's nice to look naturally old like this, otherwise how could it reflect her youthfulness?

The biggest dream of the sinister Ms. Luo Yin is that when people see her and Nan Ningsong standing together, they think they are an old couple and a young wife.

Hahahahaha... My husband who I have raised for many years has gradually turned into a father. What a fantastic thing it is.

"This one is done soon, who will be next?"

Luo Yin asked, but she immediately locked her target, looked at Nan Sancai who was farthest away, and called him, "Dad."

"I won't cut it!" Nan Sancai was smoking a pipe. When he heard this, he almost choked on the cigarette and ran away.

Luo Yin shouted, "Xiao Er, Xiao Liu, bring grandpa back!"

"As ordered!"

After receiving the order, Quan Yeqian and Nan Song immediately attacked from both sides and brought back the little old man Nan Ningsong.

Luo Yin glanced at it and said, "Take grandpa to wash his hair."

"Okay." Quan Yeqian responded, picked up Nan Sancai and walked toward the bathroom. Nan Sancai resisted, "Let me go..."

The resistance was futile, and in the end Nan Sancai was given away his pipe, sitting there wilting and getting a haircut like an old mushroom.

Almost all the hair of the men in the family could not escape Luo Yin's "venomous hand". Luo Yin got bored after cutting and cutting, and wanted to do another trick on Yu Jinwen's hair, but Nan Song severely stopped her, "Mom, Please control your inner spirit and stop messing with my man. After all, he is the first president."

"Okay." There was no way to create, Luo Yin's face was very resentful.

After a few heads were sorted, it was getting dark.

Luo Yin was about to finish the last one. She glanced at the time and said to Nan Song, "Xiao Liu, give your uncle a call and ask him why he hasn't come yet?"

"Oh, okay." As soon as Nan Song took out his phone, Wang Ping walked in, alone.

He was not wearing a uniform. He was wearing casual clothes. The long black windbreaker made him tall and straight. There was no excessive emotion on his face. He took off his shoes and glanced at the situation in the room. The corners of his lips moved, "I'm getting a haircut." , just give me some advice."

As if to show that the shop was doing well, Luo Yin said, "Let's get in line."

"Uncle." Nan Song went up to meet him, took the box of salted duck he brought into his hand, and looked behind him, "Xiaowen is not here?"

"No." Wang Ping said calmly: "I have a job."

Nan Song frowned, "It's almost the Chinese New Year and you still have work?"

Wang Ping gave a soft "hmm". Although he couldn't see any emotion, Nan Song could still feel the disappointment in his nasal voice.

Alas, uncle is such a boring gourd.

Wang Ping quickly got in line.

Nan Song secretly took a photo of him and sent it to He Xiaowen, who replied almost instantly, "Is this... getting a haircut?" 】

Nan Song: [Yeah. 】

He Xiaowen: [Hahahahahaha, why does the painting style look so funny? 】

(End of this chapter)