Rebirth of the 80s

Chapter 3 [No.003] The first haircut with the daughter-in-law

The next day, Cao Yunfang helped Xie Wenjun to enroll in the kindergarten for the children of the machine tool factory. Kindergarten has no more rules than elementary school, and the registration fee can be paid as soon as you come. Originally, Xie Wenjun should go to the small class according to Xie Wenjun’s age, but after much consideration, Cao Yunfang decided to enroll. Class, after all, his son's level is much higher than that of children of the same age.

Soon to be in kindergarten, Cao Yunfang bought a lot of snacks to encourage Xie Wenjun to be obedient in kindergarten, and also bought him a really good navy shirt.

Xie Wenjun was happy to see the navy shirt. He had worn it in his previous life, and he went back and forth for a lifetime. These clothes are still popular these days. I dare to say that the current social trend has not changed much from his previous life. His little one Butterflies are not enough to make waves.

After dinner, Xie Qingqiang found out the manual clippers and a huge porcelain bowl to give his son a haircut.

"Dad, I only got my haircut last month, and it hasn't grown out yet." Xie Wenjun didn't want his father to use his head to practice.

"I'm going to kindergarten tomorrow, so I should take care of it." Xie Qingqiang put the bowl on his son's head and gestured, thinking about how to do it.

"Then you give me fifty cents, and I'll go to the barber room in the living area to cut it."

"Why do you go to the barber's? Didn't I cut your hair for you since you were a child?" Xie Qingqiang said puzzled.

"It's so ugly, if you don't believe me, ask your mother." The mother and son were connected, and Cao Yunfang nodded desperately.

"Then why didn't you say that before." The few apprentices in the factory all had their hair cut for me.

"I didn't see anyone at home before, but now I'm going to kindergarten, and the kids wouldn't die laughing when they see a pothead like me." Xie Wenjun thought that the kindergarten kids would make fun of his head, which was really embarrassing.

"Then dad, do some research and don't cut the pot head." Xie Qingqiang didn't want the job to fall into the hands of others.

Xie Wenjun couldn't laugh or cry, as far as his father's craftsmanship, no matter how much he studied it, he was still a pot head, so he began to act like a baby: "Dad, Dad, no need, just let me go to the barber's room to cut it."

Xie Qingqiang said helplessly: "Oh, well, go and come back quickly."

The couple felt together that their son had grown up!
A haircut only costs [-] cents. Xie Wenjun went to the canteen and bought two long strips of bubble gum wrapped in red and white wax paper for [-] cents, before rushing to the barber shop.

"Hey, old Xie's little devil, why are you here?" Old hairdresser Liu looked at the pretty little girl who was cutting her hair, and said with a meaningful smile, "Come to see your little wife?"

These days the news cannot be hidden, Zhang’s parents and Li Jiashou can’t hide it from anyone, and the whole factory knows about Xie Wenjun and Qiaoqiao. Xie Wenjun smiled and said: “Grandpa Liu, let me tell you This is a chance for you to practice."

"I still practice my hands? My skills are inherited from the ancestors. Just your little watermelon head can be cut blindfolded." Old Liu Tou said strangely, "Your father doesn't usually cut your hair for you. Why do you come to me today? Oh, it shouldn’t be... still thinking about my mirrors.” When Xie Wenjun was two years old, he played slingshots with his friends, but he was weak and couldn’t hit birds and animals. The mirror in the old Liu’s barber room He became the best practice target, Xie Wenjun was accurate, and he broke the old Liutou's mirror by seven or eight yuan, which caused the old Liutou to suffer from a serious problem. Like a big girl, she looked at the mirrors one by one.

"My dad's skills are trending, how can he compare with yours?" Xie Wenjun looked at Qiaoqiao, "I'm going to kindergarten, so I can't break the lid on my head."

"I can talk about it here. Don't let your dad get angry when he hears it." He didn't tell his parents.

"My dad said the same to me. You are a hard-working socialist barber. Chairman Li should come and shake hands with you." Xie Wenjun knew that the old man liked to listen to flattery, and talking more was good for his physical and mental health.

"You...forget it, just sit down and wait, grandpa will cut it for you after you finish cutting it for your little daughter-in-law." The scissors in Old Liu's hand twirled quickly on Qiaoqiao's head, "I'll tell you a story, the War of Resistance Against Japan Period, the plane of the RB people..."

Old man, the story in your mouth has been told [-] times. Are you tired? Don’t focus on two things. Be careful of my little daughter-in-law’s head. There is no compensation for cutting off the ears. Xie Wenjun stared nervously at the old Liu’s hand. Flying shears.

After Qiaoqiao finished cutting her hair, she obediently sat on the small bench and read comic books. Old Liu Tou joked about the child again: "Qiaoqiao, why don't you go home?"

"I'll be with Junjun, I'm his little wife." Qiaoqiao said innocently.

The hot confession made Xie Wenjun dizzy for a while. Qiaoqiao is still so innocent at the age of 6, but he is sweet in his heart. It is really good to make Qiaoqiao a daughter-in-law. With big watery eyes and skin that can be broken by blowing bombs, he said : "Qiaoqiao, if someone bullies you at school, just tell me, and I will help you deal with him."

"Hmm." Qiaoqiao expressed gratitude.

"Only your small body is not enough for people to beat." Old Liu couldn't help interjecting in the conversation between childhood sweethearts.

"Grandpa hates...Junjun is amazing." Qiaoqiao has not only seen Xie Wenjun's "peerless martial arts", but during the three years of getting along with him, Qiaoqiao only has two words for Xie Wenjun: trust.

Xie Wenjun was so proud that he couldn't even deal with a small beauty, so he had lived for decades in vain.

After the "little couple" cut their heads, they left hand in hand. Xie Wenjun took out bubble gum for Qiaoqiao to eat, and she shook her head: "I have a toothache, and my mother won't let me eat sweets."

"Old man Liu confiscated my money for a haircut. I'll buy sour plum powder for you to eat. It won't hurt your teeth if you get sore." Xie Wenjun thought for a while, "But I have to leave the small spoon for me. I'll save it for Monkey King's." , I don’t know where to get the goods from the commissary, they are all Zhu Bajie and Drifting, I bought ten packs the day before yesterday, and even Monkey King didn’t take them apart.” Although Xie Wenjun has adult thoughts, he still has a childlike innocence. Gong Xiaoshao, who is keen on it, never tires of it.

"Well, I still have a lot of small spoons at home, and I'll give them to you." Qiaoqiao's sunny smile touched Xie Wenjun's heart. He hasn't felt this way for many years. The deer bumped against his chest. I really want to hug her. .

On the way home, Qiaoqiao didn't say a word. Xie Wenjun asked, "What's wrong with Qiaoqiao? The tooth still hurts?"

"me……"

"I'm going to kindergarten tomorrow, are you reluctant to part with me?" Xie Wenjun raised his small hand and gently stroked Qiaoqiao's face, which was a head and a half taller than him.

Qiaoqiao nodded desperately, her big talking eyes glowed red.

"Then you can kiss me." But when he got the chance, Xie Wenjun certainly didn't let it go.

Qiaoqiao hugged Xie Wenjun's head and gnawed wildly.

This little girl is really enthusiastic, the mixture of saliva and tears plus the clever deodorant poured into Xie Wenjun's nose, it smells so damn good, now I will "torture" you, and when I grow up... Hehe!Xie Wenjun showed an evil smile that obviously didn't match his age.

After Qiaoqiao fulfilled Xie Wenjun's desire, he burst into tears with a "wow", and the little boy was at a loss in panic: "I... I'm sorry Qiaoqiao, I didn't mean it, I'm a big villain, let you hit me, come on... ..." No, it seems that the little girl took the initiative. Although the little boy had an improper idea, he didn't implement it.

"Junjun, I'm finished, but I don't blame you," Qiaoqiao sobbed even harder, "I... I... ate your saliva, and I'm going to have a baby, woo woo woo..."

Xie Wenjun fainted immediately, got up and had a lecture on physiology education with Qiaoqiao in advance. Xie Wenjun spoke too professionally, and Qiaoqiao half-understood. Finally, after he swore to hang himself with a hook, he made a promise , Qiaoqiao rubbed her red eyes and went home.

It turns out that you won't have a baby if you drool. The little girl who was heartbroken just now is sleeping on the bed holding the doll and thinking, feeling a little disappointed in her heart.

(End of this chapter)