Bei Lieguo hid in the corner of the second floor, kicking and breathing heavily.
It was like seeing a great horror.
This is scary.
Pricking up his ears, Bei Lieguo listened carefully to the movement downstairs.
"No, why is there no movement?"
Unable to suppress the restlessness and curiosity in his heart, Bei Lieguo tiptoed back downstairs.
Then, he saw a picture that horrified him:
My old lady was actually giving haircuts to seven little guys.
However, Wang Xinlian no longer had the clipper in her hand, leaving only a pair of scissors. This was only after everyone's strong request that she put it down.
Because she held a clipper in one hand and a pair of scissors in the other.
This action is really too dangerous for the little guys.
Click, click.
The sound of the scissor blades clashing sounded from time to time, but to Bei Lieguo's ears it was like the sound of a devil coming from hell.
"Okay, how's it going?"
Wang Xinlian cut off the hair on Wubao's forehead. She put away the scissors and looked at everyone with a look full of credit.
"Forehead……"
Lin Ming looked at Wubao's hairstyle. It was completely out of shape. One tuft of hair was long and the other was short.
Some of them are almost scissoring their little heads.
If you pull the long tufts of hair together, it's a typical upgraded version of Sanmao.
Everyone couldn't help but feel ashamed when they looked at Wang Xinlian's finished work.
Even if you have never cut your hair, your skills will not be so bad.
"Mom, please stop cutting it. Look how Wubao's hair has been cut. It's really ugly."
Bei Xinyao held the five treasures in her arms and backed away.
When he looked at his mother, the look in his eyes was comparable to that of Bei Lieguo.
"Doesn't it look good? I think it's okay. It looks much better than the hairstyle you had when you were a child."
Bei Xinyao: "..."
Wang Xinlian disagreed and smiled at the five treasures in Bei Xinyao's arms: "My dear grandson, don't you think so?"
Wubao: "Uh-huh..."
The little guy squeaked twice and made a milky sound. There was a smile on his little face, and he had no idea what kind of suffering he was going through at this time.
"Mom, I'd better do it."
Lin Ming stepped forward, took the scissors from Wang Xinlian's hand, and smiled helplessly.
Lin Ming began to trim Wubao's hair. Wang Xinlian was still belatedly aware of it. She looked at the two in-laws and asked, "Is my haircut really that ugly?"
When Father Lin and Mother Lin heard this, they moved in unison and nodded in unison.
It's not that it's ugly, it's that it's too ugly.
The originally well-behaved little guy suddenly turned into a funny and funny look under his few scissor manipulations.
Seeing the two in-laws expressing their opinions like this, Wang Xinlian was speechless for a while, and finally accepted the fact that her craftsmanship was poor.
Click, click.
Lin Ming's movements were very light and slow, for fear of hurting Wubao.
Fortunately, Wubao didn't cry or fuss, so everything went smoothly.
A few minutes later, Lin Ming finished his work and cut Wubao's forehead hair short. However, he finally modified Wang Xinlian's haircut.
The white forehead is exposed, and the chubby face looks unique.
Wubao: "Bah chi, bah chi..."
The little guy stared at his father with bright big eyes. His bright black eyes were very attractive and made the little guy look even more adorable.
After trimming Wubao, Lin Ming started trimming several other babies.
The two brats Dabao and Sanbao were the most noisy, so it was more troublesome to get started, so Lin Ming put them last.
After cutting the six treasures, replace them with seven treasures.
After cutting the seventh treasure, replace it with the fourth treasure, and then the second treasure.
Because there is no need to trim the hair, Lin Ming cuts the hair of these four little guys much faster.
With a physical quality that surpasses the God of War's physique, the control over the strength and expansion and contraction speed of muscles is still terrifying.
"Okay, this time it's time to change the three treasures."
Half an hour later, Lin Ming came to Sanbao.
When the little guy saw Lin Ming holding the scissors in his hand, he raised his hand to poke his little head. He was so frightened that he burst into tears.
Sambo: "Ah... wow..."
The little guy was crying and fussing. He stayed in the arms of grandpa Lin Youtian, struggling desperately, and his little buttocks kept twisting.
The little head kept swaying from side to side.
Lin Ming looked at it and couldn't make a move at all.
Because the range of Sanbao's movements is too large, no matter how careful and confident he is, he cannot make fun of the child.
This kind of thing is absolutely impossible to happen.
Dabao: "Wow..."
Dabao who was standing next to him burst into tears when he saw his third brother being bullied, and directly joined the third brother's camp.
Lin Ming looked at it and was speechless for a while.
Sure enough, I was still worried about what would happen.
These two brats are really too restless.
Sanbao was still struggling, and Lin Ming began to target Dabao, who was just crying.
But, he just came over with scissors.
Dabao stopped crying, stared at the scissors in his hand with big eyes, and then said "Wow" and started crying even more intensely.
Even with a small body, he struggled hard.
"There's absolutely no way I can do this."
Lin Ming saw Dabao resisting like this, and suddenly he had no choice but to do anything.
Bei Xinyao came over with Wubao in her arms, frowned slightly, and said, "No, the child's hair is too long and must be trimmed. Look, it's almost covering his eyes."
"My dear grandson, stop crying. Stop crying. You'll be fine soon."
"Stop crying, dad has gone away now."
Father Lin and Mother Lin, who were holding Dabao and Sanbao, began to comfort the little ones in their arms.
However, no matter how they comforted and coaxed him, the little guy just kept crying at the top of his lungs.
"Honey, I can't do anything with Dabao and Sanbao like this."
Lin Ming had no choice but to turn his head to Bei Xinyao, hoping that this woman would come up with some ideas.
"Must be cut."
Bei Xinyao's attitude was very tough and said: "All five daughters have had their hair cut, leaving only these two brats. Are you planning to let them grow their hair long in the future?"
"Even if you want to grow it, you can't do it now. The child is so young, and if the hair grows and blocks the eyes, it will seriously affect the development of vision."
Lin Ming nodded when he heard this, of course he knew.
But the key to the two little guys making such a fuss was that he had no way of doing anything.
Bei Xinyao looked hesitant for a while, as if she was struggling to make a decision. Finally, she gritted her teeth and said, "Let's do this. Fix the little guy's hands, feet and head for cutting."
"As long as you cut it faster, it won't take long."