Tian Tian's hair salon branch was downstairs, but it wasn't open yet. Qin Xiaoyu led them to Master Wang's salon.
There's a saying that you shouldn't shave your head during the first month of the lunar calendar, so there's no point in hairdressing schools opening early.
But Master Wang was a miser, and he wouldn't let a day go by without taking advantage of her. Qin Xiaoyu wasn't wrong; she was sitting in a chair knitting.
"Little Fish! Wenwen! Who is this?" Master Wang was very familiar with Wenwen. Back when they worked at the old barbershop, Wenwen was a regular customer, and he knew about her past with Jingtian.
"This is Wenwen's fiancé. They're getting married soon, so I'm here to give him a perm." Qin Xiaoyu pressed Tang Wenwen into a chair without saying a word.
She was in Shanghai during this time, busy with work, and rushed back for the Chinese New Year. She didn't even have time to cut her hair, so it grew a bit long, which was just right for Qin Xiaoyu to style.
"I don't perm my hair!" Tang Wenwen was still protesting when Jiang Fusheng had already taken action and pressed her back down.
"You'll be my bride, and you'll definitely look beautiful. If you obey me this time, I'll obey you for the rest of my life. I won't care if you shave your head!" Jiang Fusheng said, and Tang Wenwen had no choice but to obey.
Qin Xiaoyu took several large, thick rods and only trimmed Tang Wenwen's bangs.
"Fusheng, I'm curious, how did you convince your aunt?" Qin Xiaoyu asked, taking advantage of Tang Wenwen putting on her electric heating cap to gossip.
"I didn't say much, I just kept kneeling," Jiang Fusheng said with an embarrassed smile. Tang Wenwen glanced at him in the mirror, her expression complex.
"Kneeling will work? I don't believe it."
“I made a solemn vow to my aunt that I will marry no one but Wenwen in this lifetime. If Wenwen is not allowed to enter the family, then the Jiang family line will end.”
"Wow, this kid is really something! Look at Jing Tian!" Master Wang blurted out, then immediately regretted it, wishing he could slap himself twice, and quickly ran to the side to reflect on his words.
Once Tang Wenwen's hairstyle was done, not only was Jiang Fusheng unable to take his eyes off her, but Tang Wenwen herself was also satisfied.
With just a few big curves and a well-defined shape, it adds a lot of femininity and makes the person look gentle and graceful.
When they returned home, a group of people were surrounding Granny Wang, who was calculating an auspicious time with her eyes closed and fingers twirling.
"The eighth day is an auspicious day, but isn't it a bit too early? The twelfth day is also good." Aunt Wang finally figured it out after calculating.
"No rush, perfect timing!" Jiang Fusheng couldn't wait any longer.
"Logically speaking, the eighth day is better than the twelfth. The twelfth is auspicious for weddings but not for breaking ground or planting. It may make things a little more difficult for children later on. So let's go with the eighth day." Aunt Wang was half-heartedly agreeing with Jiang Fusheng's words.
Commander Zhou stood with his hands behind his back, fuming for a long time. He felt it was best not to say too much about the Tang family's affairs, but when he heard this, he couldn't hold back any longer.
"You can't just say things like that. 'Planting' refers to growing crops. You can't just apply it to people; that's superstition."
"The principles of heaven and earth are the same, and they are all interconnected. If you understand, then you can calculate it!"
"I don't understand, and I don't count! If we had to count how many shots we fired a day when fighting the Japanese, we wouldn't have needed to liberate all of China."
"You're being unreasonable! What kind of nonsense is this? This is a major event like a wedding!"
"Look at your mindset! Saving the country is a minor matter, but getting married is a major one?"
"I didn't say saving the country was a small matter, but marriage is a big deal, it can't be taken lightly!" Aunt Wang was a little unsure of herself after being swayed by Commander Zhou.
"Oh, I just don't understand. Is it not child's play to have a fortune teller calculate your lifespan? This is child's play to begin with! Then tell me how long I can live!" Commander Zhou pressed his advantage.
"You've been here for a thousand years..."
"Godmother, let's continue calculating! Wait a minute, there's a Tai Sui here." Qin Xiaoyu was really scared and quickly changed her attention.
This old lady Wang was the type to say whatever came to mind, like, "You're a thousand-year-old tortoise, a ten-thousand-year-old bastard who brought death to two children."
"Come on, let's go fish. Leave this to the women." Grandpa Hanhan was also anxious and dragged Commander Zhou outside.
"You old man, stop meddling! Go on, wear more clothes!" Zhou Xing's mother also helped push him out.
When A Lei heard that they were going to drill holes in the ice, he didn't even have time to put on his coat; he grabbed it and ran after them.
Qin Xiaoyu watched his departing figure and felt a sense of unfamiliarity. Where did that cynical man go?
This is clearly a playful teenager.
Yesterday I went with Tang Long and Tang Hu to catch sparrows with nets, and then we all got together to make fried sparrows. Today we went fishing. He was the happiest of all. Is he here to experience life?
"Where is the Tai Sui?" Aunt Wang was confused by Qin Xiaoyu's words. After calculating for a long time, she asked in confusion.
"I must have misread it, keep calculating, it's okay!" Qin Xiaoyu chuckled, and Aunt Wang immediately understood, giving her a glare.
“My sister-in-law is amazing, she’s a goddess,” Tang Wenwen said with a smile.
"She's incredibly clever; she's the only one who could outsmart me!" Aunt Wang glared at her again.
"Wow, Wenwen's hair looks so beautiful!" Grandma Hanhan exclaimed in surprise.
"Of course, Xiaoyu made it, didn't she?" Zhou Yue had already noticed.
"Sister Xiaoyu is still as sharp as ever," Wang Lei chimed in.
"Didn't you say you were going to call me auntie?!" Qin Xiaoyu grabbed him, ready to tease him a little.
Qin Xiaoyu had always called Commander Wang "Aunt Wang," and was of the same generation as Wang Lei. But now that he was going to marry Tang Fengqin, he would be a generation lower.
"Each to their own opinion!" Wang Lei stuck out his tongue and ran away in fright.
"Then let's set it for the eighth day. Alright, I've completed my task." Aunt Wang felt their attitude wasn't quite right, so she went back into the house with a stern face.
The world is going to the dogs; kids these days don't respect ghosts and gods anymore. She muttered to herself the whole way, then slipped and nearly fell. Feeling even more frightened, she quickly set up an altar.
"Shouldn't we wait until your aunt wakes up before deciding?" Grandma Hanhan asked Jiang Fusheng, still worried.
"Don't worry, Auntie said we can do whatever we want, as long as Wenwen is satisfied."
"Okay, that's enough. Xiaoyu, take me home." The lady stood up.
Qin Xiaoyu knew that the old lady had something to say, and she wondered what tricks she had up her sleeve this time.
Sure enough, as soon as she entered the room, the lady sighed, pointed with her cane to the carved cabinet by the wall, and said, "Open it and take out the box."
Qin Xiaoyu listened obediently, knowing that the old lady was about to show off her treasures again.
The lady had given her some jewelry before, which she left behind when she left the Tang family. Later, the lady had Wenwen and Hanhan's grandmother send some more over, but most of it remained with the lady.
"I'm getting worse every day. My mind is confused and sometimes clear. While I'm still clear-headed, I'll arrange everything." The lady sat on the bed, crossed her legs, and directed Qin Xiaoyu to take out the things.
“These items were originally yours, you can take them. These two pairs of dragon and phoenix bracelets are perfect for Wenwen and Fengqin, one pair each, so I won’t give them to you. Wenwen will naturally use different things when she goes to Shanghai, so give her the diamond earrings and ring. These were brought back from Shanghai by your great-grandfather, they’re imported goods. Give this set of gold hairpins and headdress to Fengqin. I saw you also prepared a Chinese-style jacket and skirt for her, they’ll look great together.”
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