Chapter 65 Princess Braid
In the dim little room, Nangong Jue sat alone on the sofa with his head in his hands, looking depressed and annoyed.
With a creaky sound, Chen Ji pushed the door open and came back.
He turned on the light and saw Nangong Jue on the sofa. He was stunned for a second before asking, "Why are you still here?"
"Why am I still here?" Nangong Jue muttered, looking at Chen Jisui with resentment. "Are you so eager for me to leave?"
"Yeah." Shen Jisui nodded honestly.
One more day that Nangong Jue is here means he has to sleep on the sofa for one more day.
Although his small iron bed was short and old, it was much better than the sofa. He rolled off the sofa countless times last night alone.
"How dare you say 'hmm'?" Nangong Jue's heart was broken. "I get it, you just think I'm in the way and an eyesore, and that I'm only causing you trouble. I'm eating your rice, drinking your water, and sleeping in your bed for free, so you can't wait for me to leave!"
Chen Jisui placed the vegetables and meat he had bought on the table, took out a basket, and began to carefully pick the vegetables. "You have such a high level of ideological awareness, why are you still hanging around here?"
Nangong Jue ignored Chen Jisui's words, collapsed on the sofa in self-abandonment, and began to mutter to himself: "Nangong Jue, Nangong Jue, why don't you think before you say anything? Now look, you've made my sister angry again..."
He had been so happy the moment he saw his sister at the door, but how could he suddenly become like that? How could he say such hurtful words to his sister? The birthday present he had prepared for his sister hadn't even been given to her yet...
Nangong Jue's hand unconsciously touched the hairpin in his pocket, and he slapped himself on the forehead in annoyance.
A loud and clear sound attracted Shen Jisui's attention. He did not stop the movement of his hands. He glanced at Nangong Jue slightly, pursed his lips and said: "Judge Lu told me about your matter today..."
"Lu Ting?" Nangong Jue felt a chill down his spine and instinctively sat up, asking warily, "What could he have said to you? Is there anything else about me that I don't know?"
Besides, he and Lu Ting were not very familiar with each other. The only reason they had some interactions was because his father did not like Lu Ting, and coincidentally, his sister liked Lu Ting.
And being targeted by someone like Lu Ting is definitely not a good thing.
Shen Jisui brought the picked vegetables to the small kitchen, and Nangong Jue followed him, hanging around Shen Jisui idly.
The water pipes were rusted, and they spitted out puddles of water with difficulty, which was very irritating to the ear.
"Do you...remember your mother?" Shen Jisui suddenly asked.
Nangong Jue was stunned.
Mom?
This word was quite unfamiliar to him, because he had never seen the person he should call mother since he could remember.
Nangong Jue casually replied, "I heard from others that my mother died of a serious illness when I was very young. Why are you asking this?"
"nothing."
Chen Jisui looked at Nangong Jue deeply, and finally said nothing.
Nangong Jue left Shen Jisui's house after living there for less than three days. He was frightened by the cockroaches in Shen Jisui's house and accidentally hit his head on the corner of the table and was sent directly to the hospital. He lived in the bed opposite Grandpa Nangong.
One skipped work with a clear conscience, the other skipped classes with a clear conscience, and the father and son spent a happy time in the hospital.
Summer vacation is here in the blink of an eye.
In order to help little Taozhi adapt to kindergarten life in advance, Lu Ting carefully selected and enrolled the little guy in a preschool class.
In order to personally send the little guy to preschool, Lu Ting got up early. As soon as he opened the door, he saw the little guy standing at the door with a small pink comb in his hand.
"Daddy, comb your hair and braid it!"
Xiao Taozhi forced the small comb into one of Lu Ting's hands and stuffed a handful of colorful things into his other hand.
Lu Ting opened his palm and saw a bunch of colorful hair ties.
He frowned, "Where's Aunt Zhao? Go ask her to braid your hair."
He is a grown man who has lived alone for twenty-six years. How could he do something as girly as tying his hair?
"Grandma Zhao went to the market to buy vegetables."
Lu Ting scratched his forehead helplessly.
His hands could hold a gun and kill people, but he certainly had never braided a kid's hair...
Xiao Taozhi grabbed Lu Ting's sleeve and pulled him into her room. She moved a higher chair in front of the floor-length mirror, climbed up grunting, and sat down obediently.
"Daddy, Zhizhi wants a princess-like braid!"
Little Taozhi raised her little face and looked at Lu Ting expectantly.
What is a princess braid?
Lu Ting pondered for a moment, then put the hairband on the cabinet beside him, and holding the comb like a kitchen knife, he made a series of bold movements on the little guy's head.
Finally, Lu Ting lowered his hands helplessly, scratched the skin under his eyes, and accidentally caught a glimpse of the children's plastic scissors next to him.
otherwise……
Just cut it off?
Once and for all.
"Hmm...um...are there any princesses with short hair?" Lu Ting asked tentatively. He thought for a moment and said, "Don't the main characters in cartoons have super short hair?"
Xiao Taozhi: "..."
"Dad, the Erxiu you're talking about is a little boy, but Zhizhi is a girl!"
"oh."
Lu Ting smoothed little Taozhi's hair expressionlessly. The little guy's hair was not long and just covered his ears.
He stared at the little guy's black hair and asked persistently, "But don't you think...that guy named Er Xiu...has a pretty good-looking hairstyle?"
"Dad..." Little Taozhi frowned, "Erxiu is a little monk. He has no hair."
Lu Ting sighed deeply.
He symbolically used a small comb to gently comb the little guy's head a few times, but the little guy's hair was tangled, and he didn't dare to use force for fear of hurting the little guy.
After finally combing it straight, Lu Ting grabbed a small strand of hair with his bony hands and clumsily wrapped it around the hair tie twice.
"alright!"
Looking at the loose little bun of hair on Xiao Taozhi's head, Chief Judge Lu breathed a sigh of relief.
This is even harder than his training to hit the ten rings!
"Daddy," little Taozhi pouted as she looked at herself in the mirror. Her little hands poked the small braid on her head and she said in a baby voice, not very satisfied: "This... is not a princess's braid..."
Lu Ting quickly grabbed Xiao Taozhi's hand, took it down and put it on his leg.
Damn it, please don’t mess up the braid he tied with so much effort!
He really didn't want to go through that again.
"But……"
Little Taozhi wanted to say something else, but Lu Ting put her on his shoulder, picked up her schoolbag, and strode away. "If you do that again, we'll be late."
"oh."
Little Taozhi lay obediently on Lu Ting's shoulder, with the little tuft of hair on his head bouncing along with the tree branches.
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