"Actually, speaking of it, I still have to thank Grandpa Shi. He shot the rabbits and pheasants. Grandpa Shi's slingshot shooting skills are so amazing." Ling Xiaowei said while eating, thinking of Grandpa Shi's skills, she really admired him.
ah.
"Grandpa Shi? Is he the old soldier who helped our family last time?" Grandma asked.
Ling Xiaowei nodded and said, "Yes, that's that grandpa."
"That's such a good person. He helped our family so much last time, but he didn't even have time to thank him properly!" Grandma said with emotion while eating.
Ling Guoqiang's hand holding the bowl paused, "How about I make a dress for that uncle!"
Ling Xiaowei's eyes lit up. This was a good idea. When she saw her grandpa's clothes today, they were all torn. It would be most appropriate to make him some clothes.
"You have to buy materials to make clothes! Don't use ugly materials when giving away clothes! How can we have money to buy materials now..." Zhang Cuifen lowered her head and muttered. When money was mentioned, she instinctively felt unhappy. Her family had money.
That's all, the key is that the family doesn't have a penny left.
"Cuifen is right, we can't buy ugly stuff." Grandma put down the bowl in her hand, took out a few bills from her pocket, put them on the table, and said, "This is the twenty dollars your elder brother gave me before he left."
You can use the money to buy fabrics!"
After the uncle left, he gave grandma 20 yuan! This... is too much! Ling Xiaowei looked at the few bills, her eyes darkened.
"Mom, take this money back, how can we ask for your money?" Ling Guoqiang pushed the money in front of grandma, determined not to accept it.
Zhang Cuifen also said bluntly: "Mom, we can't ask for your money. Besides, this is what my eldest brother gave you. You keep it and we will find a way to earn it."
The three of them pushed and shoved each other at the dinner table for a while, but in the end, my father and Zhang Cuifen were determined not to ask for the money.
Grandma put the money back into her pocket.
Ling Xiaowei ate a large bowl of rice and drank a large bowl of chicken soup. Her belly was round and obviously the same. After lunch, the two siblings lay on the bed and squinted their eyes comfortably.
After a while, Mingming fell asleep. Ling Xiaowei got up and sat on the desk by the window. She held her chin with her hands and looked at the flowers in the vase on the desk. Her thoughts were wandering to nowhere. There was only the word "money" in her mind.
, want to make money!
"Take your pigtails and let your hair grow~" A distant shout suddenly came from outside the house.
Got it!
Ling Xiaowei reached out and pulled her braid in front of her body. Her hair was very long, black and shiny, and should be sold for a good price. Although she was a little reluctant to part with it, her hair would grow again.
Sell it! Sell it and collect money so that you can buy fabric tomorrow.
Ling Xiaowei shook her pigtails and went out with a very sad expression, and went to find the uncle who had the pigtails.
The uncle was riding a bicycle, with a few long braids hanging on the handlebars. Seeing this, Ling Xiaowei felt a little scared for no reason, "Uncle, look at how much my hair can be sold for."
"Well, the hair quality is good and the length is OK, maybe fifteen!" The uncle moved his hand back and forth on Ling Xiaowei's hair and offered a price.
Ling Xiaowei was not very satisfied with the price. Her long hair, which had been growing for more than ten years, was about to be cut, and she felt a little reluctant to do so.
"Xiaowei, do you want to sell your hair?" Zhang Cuifen heard the noise and came out of the house.
Ling Xiaowei nodded, "It will grow again anyway, isn't the family short of money?"
Zhang Cuifen touched her hair. Her hair had been cut and sold before, and it didn't grow very long. She wanted to sell it, but they didn't accept it. She saw that Ling Xiaowei's hair was black and smooth, and girls loved it.
Beauty, especially a teenage girl like Ling Xiaowei, is the age when she loves beauty the most.
Is she willing?
Before, I suspected that this little girl had secretly hidden money, but now it seems that she has overthought it. Zhang Cuifen felt a little ashamed of her petty thoughts.
"Boss, fifteen is too little, please add more." It was the first time she was selling her hair, and she had to negotiate a good price.
"Only fifteen! That's too little!" Zhang Cuifen shouted in surprise when she heard the price.
"The price is not low. I don't even want to take away a handful of children's hair." The uncle who collected the hair shook his head and said, with an expression on his face that said, "I don't want to take it, I want to leave," but his hand was very honest and took it out of the bag.
I took out the scissors and comb!
"What's wrong with the child's hair? This child's hair is black and shiny, and there are so many hairs. If you don't accept it, just give me eighteen yuan. Are you bullying the child because he is young? My hair at that time was still
It's not as long as hers, and it's still sold for twenty." Zhang Cuifen complained loudly.
The uncle had already mastered the scissors. He had no choice but to do what Zhang Cuifen told him. He nodded and said, "Okay, then twenty."
"Twenty-five!" Zhang Cuifen said.
Twenty-five?... That’s a good price! Zhang Cuifen is pretty good at bargaining, but why not say twenty-six?
"If you are twenty-five, then your hair must be cut to the root." The delivery man gestured with the comb.
This is not okay, this is all about the scalp. She is also a girl. How can she go to school with a haircut? How embarrassing!
"No, no, twenty, cut to the base of the ear." Ling Xiaowei gestured.
"Xiaowei, it's okay if your hair is shorter, it grows quickly." Zhang Cuifen said with a smile.
"This is my hair, I don't want to cut it that short." Ling Xiaowei ignored Zhang Cuifen and said, this has just changed for two or three days, this time it comes to money, and her true nature is revealed, she will not consider her at all.
Zhang Cuifen realized that she had said the wrong thing and hurriedly explained: "I didn't mean that. I... I had it cut before, and it really grew very fast." The more she explained, the worse she got. She patted her own hair lightly.
Mouth, I blame myself for not being able to speak.
Ling Xiaowei didn't say anything and told the uncle who was styling her hair where to cut it.
The uncle was a little reluctant. He cut it short and couldn't keep it back. After discussing it with Ling Xiaowei for a long time, he finally cut his hair just above the ears.
When the cut clicked on the hair, Ling Xiaowei's heart ached. At this moment, she could understand that the body, hair and skin were inherited from the parents and should not be destroyed.
Goodbye long hair!
After cutting her hair, Ling Xiaowei got 20 yuan, and then hurried back to the house, looked for a mirror, and looked at herself in the mirror. She was so ugly that she wanted to cry!
When her hair was cut, she looked like a boy. The hair was cut without any layers. It was long on the left and broken on the right. The right side even flew up. It was really ugly! She was looking for this hairpin in the drawer and wanted to clip it.
My hair was flying up, but I couldn't find a hairpin even after searching around.
It seems that I will add another card to my shopping list when I go to town tomorrow.
