Chapter 94 Give the little girls a buzz cut
Song Shuyan came out after washing his hands.
Then I saw a group of little girls surrounding Grandma Qin, asking her to help cure the lice in their hair.
"Grandma Qin, please."
"My mom doesn't have time to help me."
"My grandma is also not available."
“It’s the same at my house!”
"My grandma doesn't care about me either."
Grandma Qin looked at the half bottle of camphorwood oil left on the table in the room with embarrassment.
Then he looked at the seven or eight little girls surrounding him.
This medicinal oil is not enough!
She spoke frankly, "Girl, there's only a little bit of this medicinal oil left, just enough for two people. Who do you think it should be for?"
"Besides, if you play with one person after you've done it, you'll still infect each other."
The little girls didn't understand what it meant to infect each other and started arguing with each other.
"Give it to me!" "Give it to me! My hair is itching so badly!"
"I'm itchy too!"
Grandma Qin didn't say that when they had lice on their heads, they would just scratch it when it itched and there was nothing special about it.
Now I know I have head lice.
The itchiness on the scalp seems to be magnified countless times, and the more I scratch it, the more uncomfortable it becomes.
Grandma Qin's head was buzzing from their noise, and she looked at Song Shuyan for help.
Song Shuyan came over and suggested, "How about I help you cut your hair?"
She pointed to the little boys who were playing nearby and laughing at the show from time to time and said, "If you cut your hair like that, you won't get lice."
Why do children get lice in their hair?
In fact, the adults have to work and have no time to take care of the children, so they let the older children take care of the younger ones. They don’t pay attention to hygiene and may not wash their hair for ten days or half a month.
Lice will take root in the hair.
As long as there is no hair, wouldn't this problem be easily solved?
When the little girls heard this, they looked at each other in confusion.
Everyone was confused.
Cut it?
"No!" A little girl shook her head vigorously, "I don't want to have the same haircut as Goudan!"
"I don't want to be like Goudan either!"
Goudan was angry. He jumped out and sniffed his nose.
With his hands on his hips, he looked very arrogant.
"What's wrong with me?"
"Isn't my hair the same as theirs?"
He stretched out his index finger and pointed at the other children.
Song Shuyan looked over and also found it funny.
Indeed, all boys have the same hair, but the little girls just picked out Goudan.
There was a little girl who was fascinated by Song Shuyan because of her beauty. She thought that she would be very happy if Sister Song Zhiqing could cut her hair!
She glanced at the little boys' hair and it wasn't that bad.
On the contrary, they wash their hair, shake it, and it dries. How cool!
So, she mustered up her courage, walked to Song Shuyan's side, looked up at her, and said, "Sister Song Zhiqing."
"I'd like to have my hair cut."
"Can you help me cut it?"
The friends were stunned, "Arong, you..."
Arong didn't even look at her friends. She clenched her hands and looked at Song Zhiqing nervously, waiting for her answer.
Song Shuyan smiled softly and turned to look at Grandma Qin. "Grandma Qin, do you have any scissors at home?"
"Yes, it's on the table in the room, go in and get it yourself!"
"good."
Song Shuyan instructed Arong, "Go inside and get a stool to sit on. I'll go find some scissors."
Arong nodded heavily, pursed her lips and smiled shyly, ran into Grandma Qin's house, brought out a chair, and sat down obediently waiting for Song Shuyan.
Song Shuyan quickly found a pair of scissors and gestured at Arong's head with them, "Did I really cut it?"
"Yes!" Arong nodded again.
"You won't regret it, will you?"
"No!" in a firm tone.
"You won't cry after the haircut, right?"
"Won't!"
"Okay then."
Song Shuyan started cutting hair. When she was a child, she taught herself how to cut hair and cut hair for her male classmates to earn pocket money.
At that time, a haircut in a hair salon cost two dollars, but she only charged fifty cents. Everyone liked to have their hair cut by her, and no one minding that her haircut was ugly, instead they were proud of being able to save a dollar and fifty cents to buy snacks.
Later, she saved some money and asked her mother to help her buy a hair clipper. She became more professional and more people came to her.
The past cannot be recalled.
Song Shuyan did something, and Arong's long hair fell down in strands.
Looking at the little lice that fell off, Song Shuyan felt her scalp itchy as well. She was very worried. Could the lice jump onto her hair?
Will she be infected too?
no.
She felt a chill down her spine and her scalp tingled.
She really wanted to go back and wash her hair.
She neatly cut Arong's hair short.
A little bit longer than a crew cut.
Arong's friends came over to look, looked left and right, up and down, and came to a conclusion.
“Not ugly.”
“It’s not ugly!”
"Why do I think it looks better than long hair?"
Goudan sneered, "Big Head, you're talking nonsense. Those with short hair are all tomboys, and those with long hair are beauties!"
When Arong was called a tomboy, she jumped up and chased Goudan to beat him.
The chair that Arong gave up was targeted by the little girls.
One of them sat down first and looked up at Song Shuyan.
"Inside..."
"Song Zhiqing..."
"Can you give me a short haircut too?"
"sure."
Although Song Shuyan really wanted to go back and wash his hair, he couldn't bear to refuse the girls when he met their bright and quiet eyes and nervous expressions.
He had no choice but to accept everyone's offer and cut the hair of eight children in one go.
After the cut, she breathed a sigh of relief.
He wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand and said, "It's done!"
The little girls still felt itchy on their heads and were reluctant to leave.
"Can you put some of the medicated oil that Grandma Qin used on her hair on me?"
"I want one too!"
Song Shuyan was picking up the hair scattered on the ground.
Grandma Qin waved, "Come, come, bring me the camphorwood oil. Line up and I'll apply it on you."
A light layer on each person’s head is better than nothing.
The little girls were happy then.
Grandma Qin reminded them, "Remember to wash your hair before lunch!"
She calculated the time and felt that it was almost time to wash off the medicated oil on her head.
Just right after washing and cooking.
Song Shuyan helped Grandma Qin get some hot water for washing her hair and said goodbye to her, "Grandma Qin, I'm going to go wash my hair too, and I'll come over later to help you cook."
Following Grandma Qin's instructions, she moved a taller stool to the door and placed a basin of warm water on it.
Grandma Qin sat on the chair and tied her hair into the basin at just the right height.
"Just wash it at my house. It's troublesome running around."
I have to boil water when I get home.
Grandma Qin thought that Qin Jin should have boiled more hot water for her.
Song Shuyan didn't think so. She felt that Grandma Qin's hair needed to be washed several times to get rid of the smell.
Besides, even if she washed her hair at Grandma Qin's house, she still had to go back to get her usual shampoo and towel.
"It's more convenient for me to go back and wash." She didn't want to run around carrying things.
It’s not difficult to boil a pot of hot water.
Grandma Qin had no choice but to give up.
"Grandma Qin, can you change the water yourself later?"
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