He Tingchuan went out for a while and came back with two extra sesame seed cakes, which he bought for her.
Yun Jin wasn't one to eat alone, so she gave He Tingchuan a sesame seed cake: "I have a small appetite now, and I can't eat much more than a little bit. I need to eat small meals frequently. I'll buy another one after I get my hair cut, because sesame seed cakes don't taste good when they're cold."
Yun Jin had barely finished eating her sesame seed cake when it was her turn to get a haircut.
He Tingchuan followed her closely, as if afraid that someone would ruin her haircut.
It made it difficult for the barber to get started, mainly because He Tingchuan had such a strong presence and a powerful aura. Just standing there, he was like a soldier, impossible to ignore.
Yun Jin noticed the barber's embarrassment and tugged at He Tingchuan's sleeve: "Go wait outside. If you stay here, the barber won't be able to do his job properly. I'll come find you when I'm done."
He Tingchuan glanced at the nervous barber, then at Yun Jin's pleading expression, took the sesame seed cake and went outside. He stood not far from the doorway, eating the almost-cold sesame seed cake.
Just as she said, it wasn't as crispy when it got cold, but it still had the aroma of a sesame seed cake.
Yun Jin told the barber what she needed, and the barber was surprised: "Your head is very clean. It looks like you wash your hair often. It's rare to see you without lice."
Yun Jin smiled but didn't say anything. She glanced at the lice crawling on the ground and silently dangled her feet in the air, afraid that they would crawl on her.
These days, it's true what the barber said: it's rare to see someone without lice.
However, their hair was thick and black, unlike those of people in later generations who had neither lice nor hair.
Yun Jin still felt it was better without lice.
Yun Jin's hair was well-maintained and in good condition. Since her hair was long, the hairdresser wanted to keep it as a wig and kept persuading her to cut it shorter.
In that case, short hair will grow much longer.
Seeing through her thoughts, Yun Jin refused: "Your hair ends right at your collarbone. If you accidentally mess it up, I won't ask you to pay for it. I'll just shave your head bald."
Yun Jin said this with a smile, but her eyes didn't look like she was joking.
The barber immediately dismissed the mistake of accidentally cutting his hair too short and decided to go with the flow and cut all his hair short so he could get the long wig he wanted, which he could sell for money.
Someone comes to collect it every day, and the price isn't cheap.
Some people couldn't make ends meet and had nothing to their name, so they had to sell their long hair, since it would grow back anyway.
So what if it's ugly!
As long as I don't go hungry, it's fine.
Yun Jin doesn't lack the money from selling her hair; she still wants to get a beautiful haircut.
Knowing that Yun Jin was not easy to bully, the barber didn't dare to do anything underhanded, and the haircut turned out alright. The main thing was that Yun Jin's hair was long, straight, and black, so it was easy to manage.
Looking at herself in the mirror with satisfaction, Yun Jin didn't expect any hair washing service.
In this era, they couldn't compare to Tony, the teacher of later generations.
As long as the skills are passable, it's fine.
Yun Jin walked up to He Tingchuan, flicked the end of her hair, and asked with a smile, "How is it? Does it look good?"
He Tingchuan raised an eyebrow. Under her expectant gaze, he knew what she wanted to hear, but he just wouldn't say it, too embarrassed to speak. He only said, "It looks refreshing, which is good."
"What do you mean, 'okay'?" Yun Jin wasn't so easily fooled. She deliberately stood still and acted like a spoiled child: "If you don't tell the truth, I'm not leaving. I'll just have to spend the night on the street!"
He Tingchuan was both amused and exasperated. How could she possibly renege on her promise?
She's about to become a mother, isn't she afraid of spoiling her child?
He Tingchuan looked threatened, his expression a mixture of reproach, helplessness, and utter doting affection: "Beautiful."
Upon hearing these words, He Tingchuan's heart skipped a beat.
He glanced at Yun Jin, whose collarbone hair was neat and clean, and who was beautiful and dazzling. He thought that most people would become less attractive when they were pregnant, but for some reason, He Tingchuan thought that she was much more beautiful than when she was not pregnant.
It's as if he's become a completely different person.
Yun Jin smiled and touched her new hairstyle with satisfaction: "I think it looks good too. My head feels much lighter."
"I didn't wash my hair just now. When we get back, could you boil some water and wash my hair for me?" As if afraid he would refuse, Yun Jin generously said, "I'll treat you to braised pork knuckle at the state-run restaurant."
He Tingchuan knew that she wanted to eat braised pork knuckle.
"OK."
Unbeknownst to Yun Jin, while she was joking with He Tingchuan at the barbershop entrance, many people who wanted to get a haircut had their eyes on her hairstyle, and many requested to have her collarbone-length hair cut.
It was 1975, and the big floral hairstyle wasn't popular yet.
Aside from naturally curly hair, no one dares to perm their hair.
Yun Jin's refreshing and pretty hairstyle spread to a small circle.
The main reason is that in this era, everyone likes to have short hair, which is neat and tidy, reflecting their efficient and capable personality.
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The two went out for a meal of braised pork knuckle and also ordered a side of greens to cleanse their palate.
The two were quite strong; they finished a whole braised pork knuckle together. When they left the state-run restaurant, Yun Jin looked satisfied.
I feel like I won't crave braised pork knuckle for three days.
I never thought braised pork knuckle was delicious before, but I've been craving it lately.
Sure enough, pregnancy can increase one's appetite.
He Tingchuan kept his promise to wash her hair.
As soon as he returned to the family compound, he went and fetched a large bucket of hot water.
Yun Jin lay comfortably on the bed, sticking her head out so He Tingchuan could wash her hair. It was difficult to wash her hair with her head down, so it was easier to wash it while she was lying down.
To prevent the blankets from getting dirty, I also put a plastic film underneath; it's waterproof.
While washing and making diapers for Yun Jin's child, Aunt Tian saw this scene and shrank back in fright: "Oh dear, why don't you close the door in broad daylight? It's such a bad influence!"
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