At eight o'clock in the morning, I walked into the "Sister Jane's Hair Salon" on time with the bright sunshine. The interior is decorated with a large mirror on the wall, and the effect of light has more than doubled the space of the salon.
The biggest attraction is the three sisters, each with their own character, one more than one beautiful. And the owner, Jen, a 38-year-old beauty, who greeted me with a flirtatious, feminine smile, "Good morning, little girl!"
I put down my backpack in a flurry of activity and greeted her with, "Good morning, Sister Jane, and good morning, sisters!"
The second sister is dull, just turned 18 years old, young and old. I heard that the first day she went to work in the nightclub, was led back by Sister Zhen, learning the art has been three years full. She pulled up her brown hair neatly and started her day's work: plugging in the hot water heater, cleaning up the house, preparing the razor, brushing the soap lather, checking whether the shaving pusher is sufficiently charged, and then finally converging the used towels together and throwing them into the washing machine.
Jen said that at first glance, I look like my second sister. But in-depth contact will find that I just don't like to talk, talk to the naughty and cute plus funny humor. 20-year-old people are still childish, and the second sister's maturity and practice can not be compared. I'm not sure if you're going to be able to get a good deal on this one.
The first sister is 23 years old and likes to make fun of things. She's looking into a one-way mirror, admiring herself with her yellow, puffy curls.
The third sister is only 16 years old, people look small and delicate. The top of the head side crooked a sky braid, fortunately long hair did not escape the role of gravity, or that look must be very exaggerated. She patted the big sister's crispy shoulder: "Good straight hair must be made into 'instant noodles', I really do not know how you think?"
Elder sister with her right little finger gently deducted the pimples on the chin: "This is not for the wedding concave styling, you a little kid know what? Don't let marriage become the grave of love, a hundred variations of freshness method, this is all learned from the master."
Sister Jane in the mirror to measure their own shapely body: "Do not learn from me, I am a self-conscious type, husband outside of a small three do not know. You're just married and you want to be passive and return to being single?"
See me look up, Zhen sister will smile: "The old story, and then tell you again?" I do not answer continue to look at her, said in my heart: "Master, please start your show!"
Sister Jane, while patting the moisturizer on her face, began a playful speech:
"At that time, I was in my early thirties, the nature of the strong, too strong, took over Dad's barber store, and always want to make the business better. The result is that when the factory director's husband is lonely, the female accountant of the unit derailed. The woman was about the same age as I am now, not much color, I do not know what my ex-husband saw in her?
I was focused on earning money, they traveled together with my son, a few times I did not think much about it.
They are the only ones who have ever been on a business trip, and they've been on a business trip for a long time, so I didn't think much of it.
At that time, I was a bit confused, and quickly calmed down. I think it may be that my husband was confused for a while, and after a while, he was able to get his mind off of it, so I thought he was just going to continue to live with it. Who knows that my husband can not hold back the energy, less than a month to take the initiative to divorce with me, saying that I can do everything is not a woman's tenderness.
His grandmother! I 7 p.m. before the hair salon boss, 8 p.m. after the nightclub foreman, said I have no femininity heart is really not cool gas panic! Lazy with their entanglement good get together good break up, a small red book, "knot" word into "leave" word no big deal. I am a great beauty, money and career still worry about no one wants? The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and you'll be able to do that.
Elder sister sat on her butt on the swivel chair: "I have to say ah, you are a chivalrous woman style, with the tenderness of the indeed not edge, the former brother-in-law really can not be pressed. A hair salon is not enough for you to toss, and at night you have to go to the night club as a foreman, the God of Fortune is about to live in your house."
Speaking of money, Jen really has something important to do. She bought a store in the center of the city, totaling 95.8 W. At that time, the ordinary people's passbooks did not have the function of transferring large sums of money, and it was necessary to make an appointment with the bank three days in advance to be able to do so. She was bold enough to single-handedly throw the money into the car with her coat. The first time I saw this, it was a big pocket of money, the man was not light, the master handled it without blinking an eye.
Jane said that her savings for so many years have been emptied out, and in the future it is still necessary to roll up the sleeves and work hard!
The third sister asked her: "Master, you earn so much money for what?"
Sister Jane raised her head and pretended to be elegant: "The child took the initiative to follow his father in the divorce, saying that his mother was too tired and too bitter, so he would not give me any trouble. The fact is that the company's products and services have been widely recognized as the best in the world, and the company's products and services have been widely recognized as the best in the world. I'm not sure I can count on my son, so I'm going to save up a little bit more money for my old age."
The first day of work at the hairdressing salon began.
The first customer in the morning was an old cadre from the Economic and Trade Commission, who retired last year. I've heard that Zhen's father was a longtime customer, and he came to shave his face in the morning, wash his hair, and come back every 20 days to repair his hair.
In the past few days, the old man has been eyeing me, and said to the master:
"This child is good, not much to say and not much to say. Only ten days of work, shaving the face of the craft has learned. The ancients say that nobleman's words are late, her nature I like, why not introduce to my youngest son to know know?"
Listening to Zhen said that his youngest son is only 25 years old, graduated from the Southwest Politics and Law, such a high degree of education I can not afford ah. The first thing I'd like to say is that I'm not sure how much I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm sure I'm going to be able to do it. After all, the old man's legs are not good enough.
Unfortunately, I've been a bit heavy on the face-control mentality since I was a kid, and looking at the old man's height, he's got a lot of good looks, and I think his son should be a bit more prone to fatigue, too. I'm a youthful beauty, or fantasize about the street corner encounter "Yelaw Mask", hahaha!
Sister Jane began to just snicker, and then realized that the old man seriously, there is no alternative to the scheme came. She laughed: "The old master's eyesight is good, my little disciple indeed no words. But, she is only 16 years old ah, and your noble son's age is not a little too much difference ah?"
Oh, the master's mouth is open, my four years of good times will instantly turn into nothing. The two gods are even more thunderous in the following dialog.
The old man's face is kind: "There is no hurry, there is no hurry, my youngest son has to continue to graduate school, the master's degree down this girl will be adult."
The master did not change his face: "Your idea is correct, but now the times are different. Your youngest son is so good, the girls in the school are still lined up."
The old man was praised happily: "There are quite a lot of girls like him. But nowadays, the girl, read more books have personality, married to the family is not good to feed ah. Zhen'er ah, I tell you, whether a girl is educated or not, and the diploma is actually not too related. I'm not sure how much I'm going to be able to do, but I'm sure I'll be able to find a way to make it work for you.
It turns out that this old man has a prejudice against girls with high culture! The first thing I'd like to say is that I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this. The first time I saw him, I was so happy to see him. I'm not sure how to deal with this in my heart, only to see the master said more and more uncharacteristic: "Master, your pain in the heart Zhen'er understand. But it is a bit difficult to say it out ah?"
See, the master of this and the old man sold up a pass. The old man naturally want to take the next words: "What is difficult?
The first time I saw this was when I was a student at the University of California at Berkeley.
Master face not red heart not shivering:
"Master, I do not hide, my son from the army in the past two days back to visit his family.
My son came back from the army to visit his family in the past two days. He came to the store and said he was here to see me.
You said, I'm a mother who has not served him since he was a child, and I can't stop him when he is old enough to get married. This is not also a lot of concern, after all, this girl is only 16 years old, how to wait until they are over 20 say ah?"
The old man is true: "Oh, this good boy everyone misses, Zhener is near the water tower first to get the moon."
The sisters hid in the side to pick up the joke, I in the heart of the wooden fish, placed in the head of the Zhen sister knocked 10,000 times. The two gods you a word I a word, without my consent to my lifelong matters to be determined? The two of them are really deep in the river and lake, and those who can swim may not be able to get to the shore.
After sending the old man away, Ms. Zhen dressed up again and went out to do her job. The four of us will be left to look after the house.
All of the sisters are accomplished hands, and the master is not worried. The first sister is responsible for women's work, disk head, curly hair, knife cutting, perm dyeing all kinds of styling. The second sister is responsible for men's work, back head, center parting, unequal, plate inch, hairy inch, etc. old, middle and young people all eat. The third sister is responsible for taking me shaving, washing hair, blow drying, dry cleaning plus head massage.
At two o'clock in the afternoon, Sister Jane came back. As soon as she entered the door, she gave us wedding candies, saying that her son had brought them back for everyone. I'm not sure how much I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm sure I'm going to be able to do it.
Sister Jane also threw a wink at me: "Girl, why don't you go out and greet your senior brother yourself?" I was speechless, so I had no choice but to walk outside with a stiff upper lip. Although I've always admired soldier brothers, this one is about the same age as me and is still a brat! What other girls like is senior level, mature, stable and super handsome.
Standing outside the door and looking, the senior brother is from the Jane sister's car down to take things, big pockets small pockets is very exaggerated. We politely greeted each other, and the sisters all scrambled out to greet us. To be honest, that's still the most talkative person I've ever met besides the lecturer, so I really appreciate it.
First, a military-style handshake: "Hello, this is the little sister that mom mentioned, right? Sure is smart and well-behaved and beautiful!" Then began to introduce themselves, I looked at his height of one meter eight, but thin as a hemp pole like, thin skin tender hands did not grow calluses.
I began to wonder what kind of soldier he was. The first thing I've noticed is that I'm not sure how much I'm going to be able to get out of this one. But the sisters seem to like his eloquence.
The troops were talking to him about drinking and smoking all day long and calling them brothers and sisters. He also said that when he came back from the army, he would take over his dad's processing plant. The first small test of a knife, later will be internationalized.
I listened to the beginning of listening to imagine a so-called troops, which is full of junior high school culture, all day long do not learn to brag about the soldiers. The first thing I did was to think of my own great ambitions.
That scene made me scared, began to worry about the future of the motherland. One day, will our 1.3 billion people soon be controlled by Russia, a military power? Or by the United States on the other side of the Pacific, dropping atomic bombs or something?
He may have suffocated in the army, but he came home and was very vocal. Even the constant flow of customers did not let him silent for a while, a drink of water to rest can also be ah.
Sisters should like this kind of seemingly erudite and informed little handsome, has been accompanied by his chatter to the end of the time. That army trumpet general loud and clear laughter, in my ears throughout the raucous. I was also marveling at his young age and how good he was at talking.
I backpack to go home, he asked Zhen sister can send me a ride, but also said that the road more bad people. I reflexively jumped and waved my hand: "No, no, thank you, brother. I go out and cross the street to walk a few steps."
Good thing he just likes to kamikaze, and is not a hooligan, and finally politely sent me out the door.
Well, my ears were finally cleared for a while, and the sound of the traffic on the street didn't even seem noisy anymore. This senior brother made me realize that I was more interested in silent boys, handsome or not is secondary. The heart prayed that he would not come back to the hair house tomorrow, good thing the senior brother went back to the army in a few days.
More difficult to deal with is also a hundred meters away, the male students of that noble school. This is precisely where Zhen's brilliance lies, she specializes in recruiting young and beautiful girls as apprentices, and is paid a few hundred dollars a month. As the craft is purely familiar with the wages increased accordingly, to be out of the apprenticeship is willing to continue to stay, on the monthly salary of three thousand plus commission.
Such a means of operation is really great, admirable! The first time I saw the girl, I saw the girl, I saw the girl, I saw the girl, I saw the girl. This group of young aristocrats is only 16 or 17 years old, right, to this hair salon but tend to rush. The only thing that matters is the beauty of the house.
They often come in groups of three or five, with cigarettes in hand and a famous brand. In order to sisters sweet smile, do not hesitate to apply for thousands of dollars of VIP card. Each package consumption is about 200 yuan, they support the hair salon 1/3 of the source of income. Weekends do not go home, will also be blocked at the intersection of the sisters from work, the girl loves to dash the boy loves to pretty well. I know that playing a game will not have results, or like cutting leeks like a crop and a crop.
Once, there is a little kid lying on the shampoo bed squinting, like spitting smoke rings as I blow mouth "fairy gas". I couldn't help but laugh. Then I rubbed his hair with all my fingers and ran the faucet at maximum pressure. He also face enjoyment of the strong support, so that the third sister heartache, and quickly took over the work in my hands.
The little kid on the way out of the third sister of a face of doting reluctant to give up, to the door turned back to me bad smile: "This sister, have seen the Korean version of the movie 'My Savage Girlfriend'?" Without waiting for me to say anything, a flip of the hair to play the cool look and go away. The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal of money to pay for the services you need.
There is also the kind of cat and dog customers. There is a manager of the bath center, a face of horizontal meat beard, mouth full of yellow paragraph. He often came to shave his face, see I do not speak, asked Jen: "you this new apprentice is deaf and mute?"
Sister Jane shrugged her fragrant shoulders: "NO, what's wrong?"
He then smugly analyzed: "I haven't heard her speak these days, and no matter what jokes she says she has no reaction?"
Sister Jane a burst of huh: "I'm this disciple ah, ears installed filters. The one that should be heard does not miss a word, should not be heard never into the ear."
The second sister gave him a hair cut, it was his turn to shave his face. I heart secretly happy, must give this nasty guy a little color. Put the back of the chair down, the towel to his short thick neck, and then tucked hard.
Then I clicked and sharpened the knife, blew the blade like a butcher, and deliberately waved the sharp scraper over his head. He was shocked from the state of closed eyes to open wide "bull's eye", soap foam stained in the corner of the mouth and inconvenient to speak. See him in this manner, I heart laugh with the rattlesnake drum like, it is a big and thick coward ah!
The end of the scraping process, he washed his face and took the towel I handed, actually unprecedented said: "Thank you!" To know so many days, in front of me are crabs across the street a face of God.
He used a fat toad hand to gather thinning hair: "Boss, your little disciple hold a grudge ah?"
Sister Jen winks at him to lighten the mood: "Uh-huh, it's very personalized, right, so be careful in the future?"
But it really worked. He came as usual, and his attitude towards me was much more polite. He even glanced at me before he said something yellow, maybe to see my reaction?
The most interesting thing is that a North Korean man wearing a golf cap, about 35 years old, not taller than one meter seven, the ability is not small. He came three times in half a month, each time with a different wife.
The three wives are flowery, delicate and watery. The wives of a set of head process down, all to five or six hundred dollar bill, he is very generous never nagging.
Send away the god of wealth Zhen sister sighed: "Look, we are all play lipservice dare not move the real. The other side of the coin is the one that's the action, the cow."
The master sister trimmed her nails: "The unchanging iron law, men with money learn to be bad. When you get married, you must scavenge them to the last dime, and your pockets are cleaner than your face."
The second sister's tone of dislike: "This is Zhou Yu beat Huang Gai, the two sides voluntarily. I don't believe those women don't know he cheated?"
The third sister, although young, but not small brain hole, small eyelids upward: "Hey, people are each get what they need, a large amount of money in the hands of the do not care so much about it!"
Sister Jennifer scolded: "Hey, a small age can not learn these crooked. You and that 'granny gray' boy pulling hands can, must not do anything out of the ordinary things oh?"
The third elder sister pouted her lips, "I know, master. What era is it, part-time nightclub foreman also did not change your old thinking!"
The second elder sister was not happy: "What are you talking about? The master has crossed more bridges than you have traveled, listen to the master not to fool around. Men can have a few good things, in the end it is not us girls who suffer."
The eldest sister joked: "or your second sister is right, you ah are not as smart as the new little sister. In the future, learn more, don't boys to buy you a piece of clothing to buy a bag can't find the north?"
The third sister patted her butt and prepared to leave work: "Okay, okay, I'll pay attention to it later!" The first time I saw this, I was able to get a good look at it.
Sister Jane did not even look at a glance, turned around and shook her head: "Alas, nowadays children are more and more difficult to manage! I teach you to be self-reliant, but she is obsessed with shortcuts, the threshold of the rich people so good into ah? We are in this industry in the old society that is called the lower nine streams, and now also the same.
The children who have the means to go to school, and the parents who don't have the means to let you come to me to suffer. At least out is a craftsman, to support themselves is not a problem.
I just want you to be smarter and more capable, to know the dark side of the society, and to protect yourself, not to let you go with the flow and follow the degeneration. I really hope that this child can be like you three, so you can understand the words of the teacher."
I understand what the master said. During these days in the hair salon, there would often be vulgar ruffians who would barge in, looking for special services. Master and sister will seriously tell them that this is a regular store. Others roguishly asked, "Don't you have dry cleaning plus head massage posted in the window here? I'll tip."
The master put away the wind and snow for a zombie mask, and then his right hand to do a click to wipe the neck of the action: "is above the neck, do not understand?" Looking at their gray mess, we can not help but give the master a clap.
Sister Jane began to twist her waist and bring her own rhythm to dance the foxtrot. Then sighed and began to express his opinion: "You see, a look from which remote nooks and crannies, into the city to work to earn two bad money. You don't think about your wife and children waiting at home? A shrinking head, just like a rat in the wool pit scurrying around, good not to learn to follow the trend of being a whoremonger! We should pass on the torture of eunuchs, and use it to deal with these scum who only think with their lower bodies!"
We sat and listened to her impassioned speech.
Because of Zhen's work as a nightclub foreman, the ladies from the nearby restaurants often come to get their hair done. The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night.
Sister Jane said that the current Miss and the former prostitutes are the same profession. They are just like the goods in the store, there are high school and low grade, brand-name products.
I remember one day, drifted to the two southern beauty, ice muscle like snow lips red teeth white. The silk cheongsam shows the gorgeous flavor and classical charm. They greeted Zhen politely, very much the flavor of a celebrity. Smoking long, thin cigarettes, cigarette case printed with the words "Twelve Haircuts of the Golden Hairpin".
After the hair was done and they were sent away, the master told us that this is the new pillar of the nightclub, and only sits on the table, not out. However, when you meet the handsome gold master can also lead away. I have heard that they are not forced to live, but to see through the game of life.
There is also a "Yang Guifei" we also looked away, always thought she was the boss of the hotel, but it turned out to be from the dust. The company's main goal is to provide the best possible service to its customers, and the company's goal is to provide the best possible service to its customers, and the company's goal is to provide the best possible service to its customers.
Sister Jane said that this industry, there are a few like her this good life? You should know that the saying "once in a brothel for life as a prostitute", with the same stains as adultery can not be washed away for life. A white paper splashed with ink, will always be black.
A little miserable is still in the back.
A haggard beauty came to see Sister Zhen. Entered the store door on the loud crying, crying for a while and then suddenly laughed, making me and my sisters creepy. Only the master very calmly patted her: "Okay, think about the future retreat?"
The beauty of the light open Zhu Hong, Bay Teeth mouth a cigarette, Sister Zhen personally for her to light up. The cloudy between her stilted legs wiggling toes: "Fuck, the mother of these years to earn money is not a son left. The disease must be cured, otherwise how to do the rest of life? In the future, I will find an honest man to marry, and I will not dream all day long."
The master said that the lady's money not many can save, some are forced to go on this road for the sake of their families, and some of them are drunken and self-spending. Obviously the beauty who just cried in pain is the latter.
Sometimes the police come to the hairdressing salon, and they are usually serious and unsmiling. When I shave their faces I think, "If the police have fat bellies at such a young age, how can they fight crime and catch the bad guys?
But then think of their own ignorance. Now are high-tech crime solving, where there is still a need to exercise physical fitness 100 meters sprint ah? And think of those restaurant ladies, is not the police know they exist?
Then I heard Zhen say, some police family members are open hotels to raise Miss. But every big action against pornography has nothing to do with his family. This can be really strange? I've been thinking about it for a long time and I can't figure it out.
Once because of a trance, I put the police uncle's face scraped a small mouth, but also oozing blood. I was really worried that he would get up and clean me up, but I saw him wash his face and look in the mirror and didn't pay any attention to me.
Later, I experienced more to understand that the big man is not because of the small things to be concerned.
Whenever I took advantage of the sunset before the light, I hurried to the home. At that moment, I always can't help but glance at the road on both sides, making me confused and bewildered by a restaurant. They are clothed in my thoughts with the gloom and lunacy of post-World War II Japanese writers.
"Hard to find fairies in the sky, and lots of ladies on the ground" is like a decadent spell, hidden in the busiest corners of the city. I wonder which one is shuttled with drunken and depraved souls?
There are also comforting memories of a man who was one of Jane's hardcore fans. He is about forty years old, elegant, a model of elegance.
With the words of the master to describe, see him a glance like a spring breeze, can not forget. To be his confidante, it is really a blessing in disguise.
He will come every few days, the master will be personally for his haircut or wash his hair, even shaving the face of this small work master will also do. He is also a very good friend, every time he puts a hundred dollar bill on the counter, in my opinion, you can cut the hair ten times.
The first time he saw me, his eyes did not leave, or look in the mirror, let me feel uncomfortable. At the end of the haircut, he asked me gently, "I heard that you are the best shaving apprentice here, can you show me?"
The master understood and immediately gave me a wink.
I was so upset that I didn't say anything, but secretly disliked him, "You are not being sarcastic! The smallest job here is to shave, I do not do it do not want to master sisters to do ah?"
When the back of the chair was put down, he looked at me with that strange look again. I wanted to end this awkward scene quickly, so I politely said, "Please rest assured, sir, close your eyes. I am never going to touch you."
What I mean is that I won't hurt him, but he deliberately teased me: "If you don't touch me, how can you give me a shave?" Said he laughed. Look at him clearly to hair house before, shaved clean chin, I was angry face red, and then silent.
Walking form scraped once, his face white and smooth, clear contours, features stand up, is a beautiful man full of artistic flavor. When I put down the scraper to lift the back of the chair, I was surprised by the swivel chair wheel mixed a little, almost fell.
He hurriedly got up and helped me on my shoulder.
Waiting for me to stand steadily surprisingly ill-advised, made a gesture of protest. I quickly raised both hands, solemnly straightened out the shoulders of the clothes, behave like a chaste martyrs in general. Now think of all the childish ridiculous.
He saw through my mind, and leisurely apologized to me, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean anything else, you're still a child."
Although frustrated, I didn't say anything else. When I looked down again, I realized that his slender fingers were beautiful. But sadly, the index and middle fingers of his right hand were gone.
When he saw me staring in disbelief, he reinserted it back into his pants pocket. Again, he politely inquired, "Didn't scare you, did I, girl?"
I suddenly said sadly, "I'm sorry, sir."
The master had already handed over a brand new hot towel, and he nodded his thanks and skillfully cleaned his face with his left hand. Then smiled at me, "It's okay, it's not your fault?"
I was dumbfounded and didn't know what to say.
Afterwards, the master told me that he is an outstanding Chinese painter, 28 years old, won the national art world, the highest award "Qi Baishi Award". He had held many exhibitions and was famous for a while.
His last work is seven years ago, "carp playing lotus" figure. When viewing it, it gives people a sense of elegance and seclusion, comfort and tranquility. Seeing the fish swimming in the clear waves between the blue lotus, it will make people intoxicated in the magical realm of peace and tranquility. This is the highest spiritual enjoyment, but also play a role in purifying the soul.
From the traditional meaning, this painting also has the symbolism of attracting wealth and prosperity, and avoiding disasters and blessings.
Unfortunately, after the painting was completed, his daughter was diagnosed with sepsis and passed away after only eight months. After burying his daughter, he drove home from the cemetery and suffered a car accident, his wife died on the spot, and he stayed in the ICU for 28 days before being transferred to the intensive care unit.
Since then, the artist has never touched a brush, and he lost his wife and two fingers in the accident.
The heavens gave him a beautiful face and a great talent, but deprived him of a happy life.
Sister Jane looked at me for a while, before slowly said: "girl you do not nervous. In fact, when you first came to the hair salon I realized that you look especially like his daughter, especially these eyes. So being nice to him in the future will be a relief, right?"
I nodded my head in agreement without even thinking. And I told myself that I would always smile at him, serve him well, and in general be better than the other customers.
Unfortunately, my wonderful plan died before I could wait for the start of the school season. The moment my lovely mother walked into the salon, it was the end of my apprenticeship.
I was washing the painter's hair at noon that day. Mother Superior walked in with an aunty, and I immediately turned my head away to give her a backdrop.
The master greeted the front to say hello, the sisters in accordance with the customary surrounded the mother of all kinds of VIP recommendations. I heard my mother say that the unit organizing the event, you need to dish out a bun with a performance suit can be.
Hurray and holler, the mother has been seated, the painter reminded me that I have been rinsed three times hot water is a little cold. With great reluctance, I put the towel, slowly, on his wet hair. Then he got up and sat in the reclining chair adjacent to his mother.
After waiting two minutes and not seeing me, he greeted me with, "Girl, time to shave my face?"
He said this caused the mother to look sideways, hiding in the mirror I had to pinch my nose and walk over.
The painter saw my expression, a little worried and asked, "What's wrong, is not where uncomfortable ah?"
I did not say anything just turned my back to my mother and blinked at him, he shook his head to show that he did not understand. At this time, sitting aside the mother of the conversation: "Nowadays, the girl can have what is the matter, that is, the pampering of a long time uncomfortable, out of the bouncing on the mood of the free!
Huh-heh-heh-heh, it's a big deal! The room was full of people focused their eyes over. Look at this dignified and lovely lady, why suddenly so rude?
Things have come to this point, to hide is not to hide, in turn, not nervous. I cleared my throat and the painter joked:
"Ah, you do not know. I, originally, am a small demon kept in the purple bamboo forest. I took advantage of my master to go to the court of heaven to discuss the gap, secretly come down to the earth to experience the experience of life.
Today, the Goddess of Mercy traveled here and inadvertently caught the little demon in the act. I'm afraid that I will soon have to show my original form and be brought back to the Purple Bamboo Forest to continue practicing."
Everyone looked at me in a cloud. Painter is trying to sit up, was I pressed to lie back on the chair: "Let the little demon for you, do the last shaving service can be good?"
The painter nodded and smiled, and then closed his eyes with great enjoyment.