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Like in the past, on the first day of the month, my father went to get the mayor's haircut. The town government is on the north bank of Baishui River and takes twenty minutes to walk according to his father's walking speed. After getting off Baishui Bridge and walking another 300 meters, it was Lao Qiao’s bun shop. My father would eat three buns and a bowl of hot and sour soup. After eating and drinking, I lit a cigarette, and when I was halfway through, my father got up.
The mayor Luo Changsheng took his hair once a month. He did not go to the "Beijing Hair House" in the town, nor did he go to Jiang Shanshan's barber shop. At the beginning of the month, his father took his family to the town government to cut his hair.
My father got on the Baishui Bridge. Before he got off the bridge, he saw a Santana driving towards him. The car was not Luo Changsheng's car, which was Beijing Jeep , or was left by the former mayor. Luo Changsheng rarely takes a car when he goes out. He is motion sick, unless he goes to the county for a meeting. Usually, he would ride a 125 motorcycle to various villages to guide his work. He stepped on the motorcycle, kicked his right foot, and a thud of black smoke came out from behind the motorcycle's butt, and then it ran away. More handsome than the speed party in Hong Kong films.
Seeing the car, my father stopped on the bridge. He knew it was Chen Zihao's Santana. In Baishui Town, even a three-year-old child knows Chen Zihao. Chen Zihao, who is known as the boss of the "gangster", even Luo Changsheng is afraid of him. Chen Zihao always comes to his father to get his hair. What he calls haircut is to shave his head. My father also had to massage Chen Zihao's hair, patted his shoulders and back. The dragon on his back was about to move. Not to mention cutting his hair, the timid people would be frightened even if they approached. However, my father was calm and composed, and the razor in his hand flew up and down, flowing. At this time, Chen Zihao sat upright and did not dare to show off. Chen Zihao was generous. After finishing his hair, he took the money into his father's hands, got up and left. The bill sometimes has a face value of fifty, and sometimes a hundred. My father didn't ask for money, so he threw the money into the drawer. My father gave people a haircut, massaged them, cleaned his ears and cut his nose hair. He was serious and meticulous and had no patience, so his customers were all older people, and cutting hair from his father was a pleasure for them. When young people get hair, they go to the "Beijing Hair House" to get ten yuan at a time. Those men with ulterior motives like to go to Jiang Shanshan to get their hair. Jiang Shanshan is in her thirties, beautiful and coquettish, she cuts people's hair, speaks explicitly, and touches men's ears intentionally or unintentionally. In order to let Jiang Shanshan touch her little hands, the men were willing to go, and they could pinch her butt while getting a haircut. My father scoffed at the barber shop in the town, but his business did not get better because of the sign of "Wang Yidao". Instead, it became worse and worse. Sometimes he couldn't wait for a customer a day. Haircuts must also keep pace with the times, but he sticks to his shortcomings and believes in his own way. He can only say that his father is old and abandoned by the times.
The only thing that made my father proud was that at the beginning of the month, he would take his family to Qiaobei to give Luo Chang a haircut. Walking on the road, someone greeted him, he said, "Get a haircut for Luo Changsheng, Town Mayor Luo." I gave Chen Zihao a haircut, my father didn't have to go, he would come by himself and parked the car at the door of the barber shop. When you walk to the door of the barber shop, Chen Zihao will shout, Master Wang, are you there? That tone was very respectful. In fact, Chen Zihao is still very loyal and never cares about food and clothing.
When my father was stunned, the door of the car opened, but the person who got out of the car was not Chen Zihao. The man who came out of the car was named Ma Xiaoliu, who had a buzz cut and a pair of sunglasses. My father got off the bridge and sneeze loudly. He had a fight with me last night and didn't sleep well. He sneezes several times when he went out. My mother told him to wear more clothes, so that it would be cold in the morning and evening, so don’t get cold. My father said angrily, eating salty radish slight worry. Then, glared at me.
My father has a son when he is old, and he hates me so much that he teaches me a lesson at all times. I am no longer a child, so it is normal to refute him.
Last night, he scolded me not for anything else, but to shave off my freshly dyed hair.It costs seventy or eighty yuan per hair dyeing in a hair house in Beijing. How could he shave it off if he says he can shave it?
Father said, look at you, dyeing a bunch of yellow hair, and at first glance, they look like a little hooligan.
I said in my heart that this is popular now. People are selling houses in Beijing, and there are many customers every day.
Father said, if you are careless all day long and don’t find a serious thing to do, how can you live in the future?
I said in my heart, what is serious? If you can make money, it is serious.
Father said, if you hit your grandfather, you will shave your heads. When you come to you, your hair shaving skills will have to be passed on. Don’t go the right path and think about some evil ways.
I said in my heart, what kind of craftsmanship, your barber shop is almost closed, and you still have the skills?
My father said, I know you look down on me as a shaved person. Luo Changsheng is the biggest official in our town. He respects me when he sees me, and Chen Zihao...
I said in my heart, people do not respect you, they are afraid that you will accidentally cut off your ears, and you will not be able to hold the razor. They are afraid.
My father said, if you don’t speak, I know what you think, you should be older at the age of three and older at the age of seven. I think you will achieve nothing in your life.
I said to myself, are you finished? I'll go to bed quickly.
Father said, it’s not a fault for raising a godfather!
I said in my heart that it’s different. I don’t read much and I pretend to be a cultural person.
My mother interrupted and smoothed out, saying it was too late, so go to bed.
Father said, you always protect your shortcomings!
My mother said, I don’t like to listen to you, my son is not my own, you are very capable, why didn’t you send your son to Tsinghua , Peking University ?
The father said, you just want to bear it. Do you know the story of Meng Mu's teaching her son? I haven't heard that Mencius was trained by his father!
My mother was speechless and didn't speak for a long time. My father said, it’s not me who exposed my shortcomings. He paused for a moment and said again, as if he was talking to himself, his voice was very small. Marry a bad wife and teach three bad sons.
My mom said, how do you know that our son is unpromising?
Father was stunned.
My mother said, you don’t know, our son likes to write novels, and maybe he will become famous in the future and shine his ancestors.
Father's nostrils let out a hum.
If you are angry, go and give Luo Changsheng hair treatment, don’t be careless. My father checked the haircut tools before going to bed and looked at the razor in front of the light. That razor was passed down by my grandfather. It’s been a while since I was a while, but my father treated it like a treasure. I didn't see anything special about that razor. It was very ordinary, but the steel mouth was a little better.
That morning, my father was invited into the car by Ma Xiaoliu before he understood what was going on. After sitting down in the car, Ma Xiaoliu said that Chen Zihao could not come. His father was critically ill and was lying at home. My father said, what does it have to do with me when his father lying at home? Ma Xiaoliu said, it doesn’t matter. My father said, I still have to give Luo Changsheng a haircut. Ma Xiaoliu said, we are here to invite you, and we are also going to get a haircut. My father said, Chen Zihao? Ma Xiaoliu shook his head and said no, it was a haircut for our Boss Chen's father. He is about to leave.
My father was a little embarrassed, but he nodded anyway. Chen Zihao's father's life is in full swing, and his father can tell which end is light and which end is heavy. There is no hurry for Luo Changsheng, it’s okay every day sooner or later. Then, just explain it to him.
I gave Luo Chang a haircut at the beginning of every month, which was unmovable. Every time his father went, Luo Changsheng would put down his mayor's airs and go out to greet him in person. He just gave Luo Changsheng haircut. He never gave money, but gave a box of tea or cigarette to his father. The box of , Dahongpao , which was half a pound, was enough for my father to drink for a month. My father was not addicted to smoking and only smoked two or three dishes a day. I almost all the cigarettes he brought back were smoked by me. Tobacco and tea are both expensive.
The car drove to the gate of Chen Zihao's house, and my father saw Chen Zihao. He stood at the door, went up to open the door, and helped my father down, looking respectful.
Chen Zihao is just a coal dealer. He earned a few dollars in those years and said that he was the boss of the underworld, but it was just an exaggeration. Because we have never seen him fight with anyone, nor have we seen him wandering around the countryside.He treats people kindly, for example, he is always respectful to my father. Chen Zihao supported my father with a serious expression. My father said, is your old man in good health?
Chen Zihao said that I'm afraid there will be not much time.
My father said, your old man is nine out of eighty, right? I remember he was sixteen years older than me.
Chen Zihao said that Master Wang has a good memory. My dad just celebrated his birthday last month.
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father went to get a haircut for Chen Zihao's old man, no story happened. How can a novel attract people without a good story? So what I want to write next is that my father went to the town to give Luo Changsheng a haircut the next day. When he arrived at the town government compound, he greeted Lao Li who was opening the door and went to Luo Changsheng's office. Of course, my father would not give Luo Chang a haircut in the office. He went to Luo Changsheng's office to explain why he didn't come yesterday. However, when my father went up the second floor and pushed open the door of Luo Changsheng's office, he saw a scene that he shouldn't have seen. At that time, his father was stunned. Looking at Luo Changsheng and the woman lying on the sofa, he did not dare to let out and retreated quietly. Luo Changsheng and the woman were in a hurry. The two of them were too involved and didn't even notice that anyone opened the door. Later, my father realized that it was Sunday. Luo Changsheng should have returned to the city, but he did not leave. My father tiptoed downstairs, and it was not right to leave, nor did he not leave. He stood downstairs and said to himself, this is done! I'm so old, why am I so presumptuous? It was like my father made some unforgivable mistakes and his sweat was gone.
When his father was in a dilemma, he saw the woman. The woman was coming downstairs, and the high heels on her feet made a thud sound. The woman walked to her father, looked at him, and left with her slim waist. My father was not stupid, he knew that the woman was not Luo Changsheng's wife. Since it is not his wife, it is definitely a shameful relationship between the two of them being intimate on the sofa. My father glanced at the window of Luo Changsheng's office on the second floor and turned around and left. When he walked to the gate, Lao Li, who was guarding the door, said, "Have you finished cutting Luo Zhenzi's hair?" The father nodded and shook his head again. This Luo Changsheng! My father said in his heart, Luo Changsheng!
to be continued-
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