#我来唠家常#
Last year, it was my friend's wife who helped me get a haircut, and I didn't spend money on haircuts, so I went to the barber shop to spend dozens of yuan for a haircut, which hurt more than cutting my flesh.
My friend's wife went back to her hometown a few days ago, and my hair didn't grow long.
My husband and son were eager to give me a haircut.
I hesitated for a few days, but I didn't dare to say yes.
I wondered if I had calipers on my faders, and no matter how bad I was, I couldn't cut my hair short.
Then, I took a chance and asked my son to give me a haircut.
My son gave me half of my haircut, and he pushed it with a clipper in the east and a clipper in the west, which made my heart frizzy.
I asked my husband to help me with my haircut.
My husband walks in my hair with an electric clipper, and I don't have any hope that my hair will still be my hair.
My husband usually wants me to keep my hairstyle small, and he told me many times, but I didn't listen.
I'm not tall, I'm fat, and if I cut my hair short, what's the difference between putting my head in a noodle jar?
Today, let my husband give me a haircut, this is not a mouse marrying a cat - looking for S.
He danced above me with a clipper, and my son laughed as he watched, and I guessed that the chef had slapped his ass – that the dish was bad.
Sure enough, my hairstyle meets my husband's usual requirements ~ inch.
Husband: It's easy to wash your hair now, you can wash it two or three times a day.
Me: I don't have anything else to do for the day, but I wash my hair?
A courier boy came to dinner, looked at my hair and smiled.
Me: When will you go back to your hometown?
Lad: Tomorrow.
Me: Got a holiday?
Young man: No holiday, whoever goes home and delays the delivery will be deducted money. I'll go home after deducting the money, I was on duty here last year and I'm going home this year.
Me: I was on duty here last year, did I get a bonus?
Lad: Give 200 a day.
Me: How much can I deduct if I am not on duty this year?
Boy: I don't know.
The young man couldn't help but glance at my hairstyle as he spoke.
I glanced at my husband and said, "Cutting my hair so short is not as long as my brother's hair."
Husband: My brother is coming home, you are a monk, can you be the same?
Son: Mom, can you call your grandmother and let her see your hairstyle for the monk?
Me: I can't trust you two in the future, and I might as well believe that the sow can go up the tree.
Hey, I'll cry for a while!
This is the second time I've had such a short haircut, and the first time I got a haircut was when I was in third grade.
At that time, my sister was going to learn how to barber and practice with my hair.
My sister is getting a haircut for the first time, and she doesn't have clippers yet, so she takes a scissor, not a haircut scissor, it's the kind of scissors that are used at home.
She couldn't balance her hands with scissors, and she cut wherever her hair grew.
After a while, the hair here is long, and the scissors are shorter with a click.
After a while, the hair was long, and the scissors clicked and shortened.
Later, my shawl-length hair became an inch.
I cried several times for this.
Let me show you my hairstyle, I don't have a face. #记录我的2024#
