An Hua smiled and took Song Yi's hand and led him in.
Dongdong said from behind: "See, I told you my mother would welcome you."
An Huan didn't say a word, but Song Yi felt a strange tenderness that was silently soothing his soul.
"Let me introduce you, these two are my daughters, they are twins."
Song Yi looked up and saw two identical little figures looking at him.
The little guy is chubby, with delicate features inlaid on his round face and a red mole on his forehead. If he were a little fatter, he would be no different from the boy under the seat of Guanyin.
"Who are you?" Yuanyuan asked. Tuantuan also tilted his head and looked at Song Yi curiously.
"I am..." Song Yi was a little nervous for some reason, and swallowed his saliva, saying: "My name is Song Yi."
"This is my brother's good friend from school. You should call him Brother Song Yi." An Hua brought out some snacks and brewed some jasmine tea to entertain Song Yi.
Yuanyuan looked at Song Yi in a circle and shook her head, "He is obviously my sister."
Compared to two years ago, Song Yi has grown a lot taller and gained some weight, but his overall figure is still thin. Moreover, his hair is a little long, and it has grown to the neck, so he really looks like a little girl.
"Sister Song Yi." Yuanyuan called out loudly.
Song Yi pursed his lips unconsciously.
An Hua gently patted Yuan Yuan's buttocks and said, "Stop talking nonsense and call me brother."
Then he asked Song Yi: "Your hair is so long that it's blocking your view, why don't you take care of it?"
As soon as she asked, An Hua suddenly thought that Song Yi might be reluctant to spend the money.
This is indeed the case. Song Yi's hair grows fast, but he usually goes to the barber shop only once every six months. He used to cut his ears himself, but one time he accidentally cut his ears and made them bleed, so he realized that he couldn't save the money.
Song Yi was just about to answer Auntie An's question when he heard An Huayu say, "Dongdong's grandmother knows how to cut hair. That's perfect. Let her help you cut your hair."
Dong Dong also said: "Yes, my grandma does my hair for me, she is very skilled."
Qiu Shushen learned the skill of hairdressing when she was young. As a young lady who was kept in seclusion, she was bored and learned how to do hairdressing for fun. Not only did she cut hair, she also knew how to use tongs to perm people's hair.
Later, when she married An Bohuai, she began to cut An Bohuai's hair, which was considered a hobby between husband and wife. In this way, she became more and more proficient in the skill.
Qiu Shushen put on her glasses and asked Song Yi to sit in the brighter yard. She prepared special tools and hot water, and even wrapped a piece of cloth around Song Yi. She was no less skilled than a professional.
Dongdong and the twins watched attentively from the side.
Song Yi just felt that the warm spring sunshine made him feel particularly comfortable, so comfortable that he wanted to close his eyes and take a nap.
After an unknown amount of time, Yuanyuan called out to him, "You've become my brother! You've become my brother!"
"Okay, let's wash your hair." Qiu Shushen guided Song Yi to lie down with his upper body.
"Come over when your hair gets longer and I'll cut it for you."
The hot water poured down Song Yi's head. His throat rolled a few times before he hummed, "Thank you, grandma."
Yau Shu-shen smiled and said, "This child is really polite."
Song Yi played here for a few hours, and ran away when it was almost time for dinner. No matter how An Hua called him, he didn't turn back.
However, after this, Song Yi would come over once in a while.
He never came empty-handed. Sometimes he would bring a basket of wild vegetables he had dug, sometimes he would bring grasshoppers he had woven, or sometimes he would bring pebbles of beautiful shapes and colors that he had picked up from the river.
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