Chapter 449 Haircut
The Xiguan Department Store has been replaced with fashionable glass doors, which reflect the people coming and going. It looks quite grand and is worthy of being a benchmark building in Northwest China.
As soon as she entered the department store, Lin Anan went straight to the clothing area.
Looking at the rows, the clothing styles are similar, but compared to last year, there are obviously more fabrics to choose from, and occasionally there are a few eye-catching colors.
"Hello, let me see that shirt, thank you."
"OK."
The salesperson took a look at Lin Anan, and seeing that she was wearing a neat military uniform, the smile on her face grew even bigger.
Lin Anan is living by common sense. If she wants to reduce unnecessary trouble, wearing military uniform when going out is the most suitable.
In the 1970s, soldiers were quite popular. Before the impact of the culture and entertainment of the 1980s and 1990s, people would look up to soldiers and treat them much better.
"Comrade, this is the latest 'Yuejin' brand shirt. The style and material are very good. This size is just right for you."
Lin Anan's fingertips stroked across the shirt. The Dacron fabric felt cool to the touch, the color was an elegant aqua blue, and the cut was also quite good.
"Let's take this one, and look at that white dress."
"Okay~ This skirt is from a famous brand in Shanghai, and there is only one left. White skirts are expensive, and few people buy them, so it's not easy to have the same style as others."
Lin Anan compared it with her body and found that the size was a little bigger.
I looked around again and couldn't find anything suitable, so I decided to buy it and modify it. It shouldn't be a big problem.
"That's it."
Lin Anan started to pick for Lin's mother again, but she responded well at first, but in the end she said she wanted nothing and only picked some soft and breathable materials for Zhuangzhuang.
After paying the money and the cloth coupons, Lin Anan asked casually, "Comrade, is there any good barber shop around?
"Yes, there is a state-owned barber shop to the east of the department store. There is a barber named Xiumei who gives a very good haircut."
"Thanks."
After leaving the department store, Lin Anan took her mother's arm and walked towards the east. After a while, they saw the place the salesperson mentioned.
Passing through the corridor with the slogan "Serve the People", you will see a wooden sign that read "Red Flag Barber Shop" hanging on the white wall.
Pushing the door open, you will see a propaganda poster on the wall that reads "Save to Make Revolution". Eight cast iron barber chairs are neatly arranged, with white curtains hanging above each seat.
Barbers wearing blue cloth aprons were washing and trimming customers' hair. The water in the enamel basin splashed, mixed with the fragrance of mint soap.
"Is Master Xiumei here?"
“Here it is!”
Li Xiumei had just finished cutting someone's hair and hadn't even had a sip of water when she heard someone calling for her. She quickly put down her cup and greeted them.
"I want to get my hair done."
"no problem."
Lin Anan sat down on the cast iron swivel chair that bore traces of time and looked in the mirror.
After a few words of communication, Li Xiumei started cutting hair.
The comb dipped in cold water was run through the hair, the scissors made a "clicking" sound, and the loose hair fell on the red and white checkered cloth.
The barber shop is considered to be the busiest place in the city, with many neighbors and a variety of people.
While I was getting my hair cut, someone next door started talking about "big news".
"Did you hear? Old Wang from the textile factory caught a profiteer on Jiefang Road yesterday!"
"Trader?" Another woman who was getting her hair permed came closer with a plastic curler wrapped around her. "Last month, Zhang Quezi from the street corner was investigated by the joint defense team. How dare these people be so bold?"
"That's right. My wife passed by here after get off work yesterday and saw Old Wang dragging someone to the police station. The guy was holding malted milk in his arms. Wow, it had a gold lid!"
The permed-haired woman tutted her tongue and said, "I went to a grocery store the other day and saw malted milk in a glass cabinet. There was a tin can with Shanghai Bund printed on it. A bottle cost 8.60 yuan!"
"Do you think you can buy it for eight dollars and sixty cents? The gold-covered ones are specially supplied to the remittance stores, and you have to buy foreign exchange coupons! I heard that the dealers can sell them for twenty dollars!"
"Hey, I can earn more than ten yuan for a can of malted milk. That's half a month's salary for me. It's really profitable. I want to do it just by hearing that."
Lin Anan frowned slightly.
Li Xiumei glanced at the people who were talking and coughed twice, intending to give them a reminder.
There is a military officer sitting here, it is not appropriate to discuss speculation...
The tip of the scissors gently swirled at the sideburns, and the loose hair fell onto the apron.
Lin Anan looked at her gradually neater hairstyle in the mirror and was quite satisfied with it.
"Okay, take a look." Li Xiumei used a towel to brush away the loose hair on her shoulders.
Lin Anan raised her hand and touched the ends of her hair. It felt clean and neat, much neater than before.
Lin's mother came over to take a look and praised the craftsmanship, saying, "Master, your craftsmanship is really good."
"Mom, you should fix it too."
Without waiting for Lin's mother to refuse, Lin Anan pulled the person to sit on the cast iron swivel chair.
"Okay, Master, cut it shorter for me, just to ear level."
"no problem."
When Lin Anan stood up, the surrounding discussions instantly died down...
The lady who said she also wanted to be a trader almost buried her head in the cloth.
Lin Anan looked at them one by one.
Li Xiumei put on a warm smile and tried to smooth things over, "These jokes are not funny! Sister Li next door was instigated to engage in speculation and ended up being shot, leaving her two children helpless.
Now that everyone is living a good life, as long as we are willing to work hard, how can we starve to death? Don’t just look at people making money, life is only one.”
"Yes, yes, Xiumei is right, we were just joking."
"Of course...we dare not, just say a few words."
Lin Anan had no intention of making things difficult for them, so she just smiled and didn't respond.
Seeing that she really had no intention of pursuing the matter, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
The incident in the barber shop was just a small episode, but it did bring some inspiration to Lin Anan.
During the ten years of the Cultural Revolution, materials were scarce, reforms were made, and the people faced a serious crisis in their lives.
The next book can revolve around small people, which can not only cater to the wave after reform and opening up, but also gradually bring new ideas into the public eye and play a leading role in open-mindedness.
Maybe it can help a lot of people...
After all, the thinking of ordinary people is currently rigid, and even after opening up, it will take a long time to settle down. Only a small number of people dare to take the first step and become the first group of people to get rich.
If this small part can be turned into the majority, China's development will be driven faster. Only when the country becomes strong can we have truly good days.
Lin Anan pursed her lips and her thoughts became active.
There are too many things stored in her mind. After decades of washing, she has come to a conclusion about what is good and what is bad. She has gradually put all these things into words. Who says this is not a good thing?
Having made up her mind, Lin Anan's mood improved.
I also have new ideas for this interview with the provincial newspaper.
But she was not in a hurry. The oppression she had experienced since childhood had taught her to build up her strength and not to rush into anything.
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