80. Don’t talk about useless things

Xu Wenqiang asked, "Mom, if I make as much noise as Chen Yang, are you going to send me away too?"

Xu Yanmei glanced at her and said, "Where can I send you? You still have to help me with my business, and I'm counting on you to support me in my old age."

Then he said nonchalantly, "If you want to make a scene, go ahead. You can make as much noise as you want, I won't stop you. Anyway, no matter how much noise you make, you can't stop me."

Xu Wenqiang looked at Xu Yanmei, who had a calm face, and asked again, "Mom, when I get married in the future, will you not care about me?"

"What do I care what you do?"

"We are a family..."

"Don't talk about useless things."

Xu Yanmei said impatiently, "After you came out of my belly and grew up to be able to eat, drink, defecate and urinate on your own, you became a person. You are a person, and I am a person too. I support you now, and you support me when I am old. We can be considered to have a give and take, and no one owes anyone anything. So, now, what kind of man I find or how I live is none of your business. In the future, what kind of man you find or how you live is also none of my business."

"It sounds nice to say we're a family, mother and daughter, but everyone lives their own life, each living their own life. In the end, everyone dies their own death, and no one can care for anyone else."

Xu Wenqiang listened silently. Xu Yanmei's words left no room for maneuver or mercy, and in this noisy farmers' market, they seemed particularly cold, but they were not entirely unreasonable.

We come here alone, naked, and we leave alone. So, while we are alive, let us live to the fullest. Even if it makes us selfish for a generation, it is not a bad thing. Having agreed with Xu Yanmei's words, Xu Wenqiang also let it go. She stood up and stamped her feet, "It's freezing cold today. Mom, go home and make something spicy tonight so we can eat it hot."

"What? Are you planning to go home tonight? You ran so fast yesterday that I thought you were never going back." Xu Yanmei glanced at Xu Wenqiang.

"I still have to go home." Xu Wenqiang said with a playful smile, "I can't make money, so you have to support me for a few more years!"

"You're pretty smart," Xu Yanmei said, looking at the closed Chen's Delicatessen. "If Chen Yang had half your cleverness, he wouldn't have been sent away by his father."

Xu Wenqiang remained silent. In Xu Yanmei's eyes, she was clever, but in the eyes of others, she was probably ungrateful and conscienceless.

Everyone in the market had seen clearly how Aunt Lu treated them, mother and daughter, but how she had caused their deaths. So, in the eyes of others, Xu Yanmei and Chen Long's affair was not only a romantic affair, but also a morally dishonest one that was secretly criticized.

However, Xu Yanmei doesn't even care about her relationship with her mother, so how could she care about what those irrelevant people think and say?

Two days later, Chen Long's delicatessen remained closed, and neither Chen Long nor Chen Yang showed up. Perhaps Chen Long was afraid of Chen Yang's trouble, so he locked him up at home and watched over him.

Xu Yanmei kept complaining about Chen Long's procrastination. It was almost Chinese New Year, and there was no conclusion to the matter. She didn't know when Chen Long would be able to send Chen Yang away.

Seeing that the Chinese New Year was only two days away, Xu Wenqiang went to Sister Su's hair salon after dinner. It was almost Chinese New Year, and no matter how messy the days were, one should not be too sloppy.

But everyone actually thought so, so Xu Wenqiang was shocked by the scene inside as soon as she walked in. Not only was the room full of people waiting in line, but some people had already made appointments with Sister Su and went home to wait because the room was full.

Xu Wenqiang then turned around and was about to leave, but when Sister Su saw her, she was like seeing a savior and hurriedly grabbed her, "Wenqiang, don't go yet, help me, help me."

Xu Wenqiang said timidly, "Sister Su, please put away the scissors in your hand first. They are very scary."

Sister Su immediately put down the scissors and begged, "Wen Qiang, please help me."

Xu Wenqiang looked at the people in the room and sighed, "I'll help you."

"Wen Qiang, thank you so much, sister!" Sister Su laughed so hard that her eyes were invisible.

During the summer vacations for several years, Xu Wenqiang worked as a helper for Sister Su. She washed people's hair, did hair treatments and dyed their hair, and put on curling irons... Of course, the work wasn't for free; Sister Su paid Xu Wenqiang for it.

"Wen Qiang, I will pay you this time too." Sister Su whispered in Xu Wen Qiang's ear.

"It's just a short while, and I'm embarrassed to ask you for money." Xu Wenqiang said, "Just give me a haircut later."

"Wen Qiang, don't worry. When you walk out of this barber shop, you will be so beautiful that your mother won't recognize you." Sister Su said with a giggle.

By the time I finished my work, sent everyone away, and tidied up the store, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening.

Xu Wenqiang and Sister Su slumped in their chairs, too lazy to say a word.

After recovering from the pain, Xu Wenqiang said, "Sister Su, I'll come to get your hair cut tomorrow."

"No, I'm closing tomorrow. Tonight, you'll be my last customer this year, and I'll definitely treat you well." Sister Su said, then stood up and walked to the basin for washing hair. "Come, I'll wash your hair."

"Then I'd rather obey than be disrespectful." Xu Wenqiang walked over.

After washing her hair, Sister Su helped Xu Wenqiang wipe her hair and asked her, "Wenqiang, do you still want to cut your hair short?"

"Sister, you can handle it." After saying that, Xu Wenqiang closed her eyes and let Sister Su go.

After a while, the sound of a hair dryer rang out, indicating that Sister Su had finished her haircut. Xu Wenqiang opened her eyes and looked at herself in the mirror.

Sister Su did not cut her hair short again, but trimmed it so that it was short and reach her ears.

Xu Wenqiang scratched it a few times and asked uncertainly, "Sister Su, what kind of hairstyle is this?"

"This is something I designed exclusively for you." Sister Su looked at Xu Wenqiang in the mirror with satisfaction. "She's both stubborn and gentle."

Xu Wenqiang felt it was corny, but since the haircut was already done, she accepted it.

"As your last guest this year, I should leave too."

"Sister Su, are you still getting a haircut?"

As soon as Xu Wenqiang stood up from her chair, she saw Su Xiaoshan pushing the door open in the mirror.

Su Xiaoshan also looked at Xu Wenqiang in the mirror and was stunned for a moment.

"Su Xiaoshan, what do you think? Is Wen Qiang pretty?" Sister Su asked with a smile.

Su Xiaoshan said "hmm" vaguely.

Although Xu Wenqiang's short hair last time was androgynous and particularly stunning, her ear-length hair this time made her look gentler and more charming, but also left her with a stubborn undertone.

"Su Xiaoshan, I've already considered Wen Qiang my last customer this year." Sister Su said apologetically, "Can you try another barbershop?"

Su Xiaoshan was quite happy. "Okay, then I'll go to the store near the night market and take a look."

"Then Sister Su, you should pack up and go to bed. I'm going home too," said Xu Wenqiang.

Sister Su glanced at Su Xiaoshan and Xu Wenqiang, then said, "Wenqiang, why don't you go with Su Xiaoshan? You can go to the night market together."

"It's so late, Xu Wenqiang, are you still going?" Su Xiaoshan glanced at Xu Wenqiang, "If you don't want to go, forget it."

"Go ahead," Xu Wenqiang said. "I'm going to the night market to see if the ring tossing vendor has any new merchandise."

"Then let's go." Su Xiaoshan lowered his head, frowned, and hid all the emotions in his eyes.