Chapter 1232

At this time, Jiang Lixing is in the barber shop with old man Jiang. Two old cucumbers are ready to make a new shape to welcome the birthday party of their grandson and great grandson.

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Lixing reported the same salary as the eunuch: "Dad, the fireworks have been bought, and Xiaomi and Lou are transporting here."

Mr. Jiang sat on the swivel chair, and the old God said, "well, I see."

Jiang Lixing waved back, and two chief designers came straight up.

"Old man, what would you like to have your head cut?"

In the past, Mr. Jiang used to invite people to come home for a haircut. There was an old barber with a shoulder pole. Mr. Jiang was a loyal fan of each other. Unfortunately, the barber could only cut for an hour, which was too monotonous. Therefore, at the instigation of Jiang Lixing, Mr. Jiang also felt that the same hairstyle was a little old-fashioned. He had to be more fashionable when his grandson celebrated his birthday.

Mr. Jiang looked at himself in the mirror and was not sure: "what hairstyle do you think is suitable for me?"

The old man loves to wear a mandarin jacket. Every new year and festival is a brand-new mandarin jacket with a split hem. The shoes on his feet are made of artificial layers.

Special solemnity and personal temperament.

The hairdresser looked at his figure: "wasn't it a popular egg tart head some time ago? Why don't I blow you an egg tart head?"

"What is egg tart head?" The old man has never followed the trend in his life and can't understand professional terms.

"Look at the picture." With that, the young designer took out an album and handed it over.

Mr. Jiang took his reading glasses and studied them carefully.

The designer explained: "there are so many kinds of common egg tart hair styles. The egg tart head shaved on both sides, the egg tart head combed after, the egg tart head with open mind, and the egg tart head with sense of fashion level. I don't know which one you always like."

After reading the album, Mr. Jiang stretched his face: "I don't like any kind of egg tart. I still like retro."

It's a normal 28 or 37.

The designer showed confusion.

Jiang Lixing said, "aren't you a stylist? Just cut according to the old man's current shape. Is there any difficulty?"

Stylists are not old enough to understand the essence of "retro" for a while and a half.

"Retro?"

"Yes, didn't the old man say he wanted to be retro?" With that, Jiang Lixing came up to his father's eye: "Dad, am I right?"

Mr. Jiang nodded happily, "well, yes."

"Do you hear me? Just cut it according to the retro style." With that, Jiang Lixing said, "Dad, I'll get a new look, too."

Mr. Jiang waved his hand: "go, go."

After looking around, the stylist clenched his teeth and said, "Sir, are you sure you want to be retro, right?"

"I've been impatient with some young people for many times," said Mr. Jiang

"Well, I'll make you a retro one. Go and wash the old man's hair."

After washing his head, the hairdresser straightened the old man's head and looked in the mirror: "old man, it may take a long time. You can stare for a while."

Master Jiang looked surprised: "how long will it take?"

"At least three or four hours."

"So long?"

"Of course, we are professional."

Mr. Jiang touched his hair and said, "OK, remember to refresh me."

"Yes."

The designer picked up the scissors and waved them on Mr. Jiang's head like weeding.

Mr. Jiang was also very awesome, and soon fell asleep. His snoring was accompanied by a clicking sound, which was very harmonious.

The clock on the wall ticked. The time passed quickly, and the sun set in the twinkling of an eye.

Jiang Lixing has been looking at his watch outside for hours. What's taking so long to cut?

Jiang Lixing couldn't help walking towards the compartment. As soon as he opened the door, he saw his father leaning on the seat and sleeping. When the hairdresser saw Jiang Lixing, he immediately smiled and said, "what a coincidence you came. I've just finished here."

Jiang Lixing came to his father with difficult steps.

A bald Ladybug head was reflected in the mirror. All the hair on the forehead disappeared, and a long braid came out behind the brain.

Jiang Lixing's eyes shrunk fiercely: "what are you doing? What is this?"

The barber was a little nervous by his sudden surprised cry and stammered, "didn't you let him cut it?"

Jiang Lixing picked up the other party's collar and pointed to the old man's bald ladle and braided head: "I'm talking about retro, retro head, what do you cut? What!"

The stylist said weakly, "in the Qing Dynasty... Is it not retro enough?"

Jiang Lixing collapsed instantly. I wonder if his father would faint when he woke up and saw his head turned into this ghost.

He let go of the stylist with force and twisted his strength to hold out a sentence: "I won't say anything about you if you shave your head, but you actually got a braid for the old man on the back of his head... Hey? Where did this braid come from? Did you stick it with glue?"

The barber hurriedly explained, "no, no, it's connected. It took several hours to connect the real hair."

Jiang Lixing: "

At this time, the old man Jiang, who was leaning on the chair, woke up quietly. He had a deep sleep. The old man shook his neck twice and looked at himself in the mirror.

Jiang Lixing pushed away the stylist and took two steps: "Dad ~ ~"

Mr. Jiang stared at the mirror for a long time, then looked up at his son.

Jiang Lixing dared not breathe.

In a moment, Mr. Jiang opened his mouth and woke up. His voice was quite hoarse: "this head... Who can cut it?"

Jiang Lixing glared at the stylist in the corner: "come here!"

With a sad face, the stylist walked over with difficulty: "Grandpa, actually..."

"Forget it today. I'll bring more people tomorrow." Mr. Jiang said calmly.

The stylist was stunned immediately.

Jiang Lixing is also full of ignorance. What's the matter? Seems very satisfied, ready to introduce the customer again?

The stylist happened to want to go with Jiang Lixing.

Immediately turned grief into joy: "OK, thank you, old man..."

"Don't be in a hurry to thank you. You remember to bring more people tomorrow. People in the province say I bully you!"

The designer burst into tears: "old man ~ ~"

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Jiang's old house

The setting sun shines in the evening, and the setting sun slowly spreads out in the sky. The red fire like color is reflected on the glazed tiles of the Jiang family, and the color is very magnificent.

Because it was a family dinner, no outsiders were invited.

Several families arrived early, except for master Jiang and uncle Jiang Lixing.

Jiang Xudong just finished his work and looked at the steel watch on his wrist: "why haven't grandpa and my father come back yet?"

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