August 31st, Sunday.
Su Qinghu stood in the shade outside the school, waiting for the two children to come out of school.
Today was the day Dadan was promoted from third to fourth grade, and Erdan from second to third. The teacher called out the names of the students in their new classes according to their grades, and they went in to choose their seats. Once the seats were assigned, the teacher would call out a few students to collect their textbooks and pencil cases. After these things were distributed, they could go home.
It was a rare weekend, so Su Qinghu wore a pair of summer pants with a good drape, a women's leather belt of good quality, and a printed silk shirt. She looked incredibly cool and beautiful.
When Erdan entered the school, he held his head high and looked extremely arrogant.
Even Dadan's back straightened a little, and the change in the color of his pupils became clear, obviously because he was happy.
Now she was standing outside, accepting all kinds of stares from other parents. She did not show any impatience or arrogance, but glanced at them vaguely through her sunglasses, which people of this era called frog-eye glasses.
Although frog-eye glasses are not that good-looking, they are still a good way to keep up with the trend of this era.
Also, it can provide shade.
What made Su Qinghu tear up was that the sun this month was just too strong...
Time passed minute by minute, and it was almost eleven o'clock when a child finally came happily walking towards the school gate with a heavy schoolbag on his back.
Su Qinghu looked at her watch, then raised her eyes and saw three children coming towards her.
she:"???"
Is the Qian family's little darling going to school? Isn't four a little early for school? However, the little one seems quite happy.
It's just Erdan, his face is so stinky~~~
"You don't need to come to school this afternoon, right?" Su Qinghu waved at them with a smile, and then called out the names of several children one by one.
As for whether the child had a grumpy face or was happy, she decided not to ask for the time being.
"Aunt!" Qian Duoshu ran over happily, "My brother and I are in the same school!"
Su Qinghu smiled and nodded, "Yeah."
She could probably guess why Erdan was unhappy.
"I'm in the same class with my second brother." Qian Duoshu was so excited that he almost wanted to spin in circles. As for Erdan's sour face, it couldn't offset his happiness for the time being.
In the future, if my aunt comes to pick up my two brothers, then he can also be taken home by my aunt~~~
Su Qinghu almost laughed out loud.
It is true!
They are three years apart in age, but they are in the same class. It would be strange if Erdan could still laugh.
Clearing her throat, she asked, "Your parents didn't come on the first day of school?"
"Here I am." Qian Duoshu tugged at her trouser leg, his eyes curved with a smile, "The principal asked him to do the homework. Aunt, my father asked me to go with you first~~~"
Su Qinghu waved his hand and left with his men. "First, I'll go get your hair cut, then we'll have dinner, and then we'll buy some book wrapping paper."
When the principal asked Qian Yin to do some exercises, it was probably not just about doing exercises, but about plucking the wool from a sheep and letting the mathematics group do some teaching and experience sharing.
The price of a men's haircut is actually not cheap in this era. Even if the price includes the whole service - cutting, shaving, washing and blow-drying, Su Qinghu has experienced the later generations where getting a haircut costs thousands of yuan, so he is not sensitive to the money and chooses a first-class one right away.
Dadan's eyebrows moved, but he didn't say anything.
Don't worry about starving to death after spending all the money, just let her do whatever she wants.
Erdan exclaimed, "Wow! My head is so valuable!"
In the past, when his hair was short, the woman would use a razor to shave it for him. She borrowed the razor from someone else. She would shave his hair twice a year without paying any money.
Every time she shaved his hair, she would curse and swear at him. Not only would she shave his head until it looked like it had been bitten by a dog, but she would also make it bleed.
The same goes for shaving my brother's hair.
When she shaved her brother's head until it bled, she laughed happily and felt relieved. He saw it clearly from the side.
Later, when they grew up and could run, they would find an old man who shaved people's hair on the street, and the old man would shave their heads for free.
Su Qinghu couldn't help laughing, "Are you so happy about getting a haircut?"
For a full-length male enhancement, the special grade was 1.5 yuan, the first grade was 1 yuan, and the second grade was 80 cents. Although Su Qinghu didn't understand the charging levels these days, since the child didn't need to shave his beard or sideburns, he settled for the middle grade, the first grade price.
Three dollars can buy a child's happiness, which is really not expensive.
The barber was amused by Erdan, "Your head will be more valuable once it's filled with knowledge."
Then he asked Su Qinghu, "How short should it be cut?"
Su Qinghu was stunned. Aren't you asking what kind of haircut he's getting? What's the "how short" thing? Are men's haircuts now all based on length?
Although she was confused, she didn't ask. She just described the hairstyles of the cute little boys in her memory and asked the master to cut them for her.
The master was not impatient. It was just three children, not a big deal. Besides, he paid a first-class salary, but the work he did was less than shaving and trimming the sideburns.
After stating his request, Su Qinghu suddenly felt a little guilty. It was only one dollar. Wasn't it a bit too much to ask for so much?
"Okay, you sit over here and wait." The barber smiled. This girl was interesting. She was so polite even after paying the money, saying sorry for the trouble and thank you all the time.
Su Qinghu responded, then asked, "Who among you three will go first?"
On Sunday, there were quite a lot of people coming for haircuts. The women's section was full, with quite a few still waiting. The men's section was not so bad, with a split between the two groups. People either chose the special or the second grade, with a little space in the middle, so she found a gap.
Dadan, Erdan, and Qian Duoshu exchanged a glance. Erdan clearly wanted to be the first, but no matter how he calculated it, he couldn't be the first of the three. But he also didn't want the clingy little rascal to be the first!
Just as I was thinking about it, I heard Qian Duoshu say in a tender voice, "Big brother comes first, from the oldest to the youngest."
He said this, and Erdan was unhappy. "Why from big to small? Do you want to see how we cut it? If it doesn't look good, you'll run away?"
Qian Duoshu opened his mouth slightly, obviously not having thought of this.
Su Qinghu couldn't let them waste the barber's time, so he gave the order, "Rock, paper, scissors, the loser goes first."
In one round, Dadan and Qian Duoshu, who both played cloth, let Erdan, who played stone, become the first to get his hair cut.
Erdan, who had just refuted Qian Duoshu, felt very disappointed. He looked at his fist in disbelief, then slowly raised his head to look at the barber.
Their eyes met, and Erdan said nervously, "Uncle, if you can give me a nice haircut and not mess it up, my mom will give you one dollar and then I'll give you another dime."
The old man laughed out loud, held the man down, washed his hair, and started cutting his hair. He did it without thinking, and scared Erdan so much that he closed his eyes.
Seeing Erdan was so bothered, Su Qinghu could no longer sit still. He stood up and walked to the master, watching him cut his hair.
…
The master had excellent skills and did a really good job of cutting the hair. Each of the three children was handsome in his own way. Erdan forced a ten-cent tip on the master and felt so happy that he almost floated in the air on the way to dinner.
We went to a Western restaurant for dinner. As soon as I found a seat, I heard soft sobbing sounds from a table in the corner.
But this is not the point. The point is that both of them are known to Su Qinghu.
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