The private barber shop that Song Yiyi found.
Now there are basically few tricks. She just tells the boss: "Give my mom small curls, I want big curls!"
Cai Mengjun has a gentle appearance and doesn't look old even though she is nearly 50 years old.
With long hair and small curls, she looks like a Hong Kong or Taiwan star.
Song Minghui circled around Cai Mengjun several times, his eyes fixed on her.
"It looks good. It looks really good."
Cai Mengjun smiled shyly and gently, and her face turned red when she was praised.
Song Yiyi tactfully jumped under the eaves, leaving the space for the couple.
She turned to look at Gu Chengze, smiling brightly, "Brother, is there anything to eat at home? I'm so hungry. I only ate one candy cake in the whole afternoon."
Gu Cheng stared at Song Yiyi blankly.
Nowadays, most women wear their hair in pigtails, and few of them let their hair down.
There is no such thing as Song Yiyi, who just walks around with long curly hair and a bright little face.
The setting sun shone on her, giving her a halo of beauty that seemed unreal.
Song Yiyi fiddled with her black hair that looked like a waterfall, and waved her hand in front of Gu Chengze.
"Brother? Gu Chengze? Are you stupid?"
Gu Chengze finally came back to his senses as she called him again and again, "Huh? What did you just say?"
Song Yiyi looked at Gu Chengze with amusement, "Brother, tell me, do I look good?"
She spoke slowly, deliberately using the sweetest and softest tone.
Before she came here, Song Yiyi often joked like this with people, regardless of gender.
She's used to it.
Her friends are also good at taking jokes.
But she forgot that she was in the eighties.
The person standing in front of her was Gu Chengze, a thirty-year-old who had never had a girlfriend. He was a soldier who grew up in a completely different environment from hers.
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