Zheng Zhilan moved out the Taishi chair that had been passed down at home for I don't know how many years and put it in front of the courtyard.

When she was a child, this was the second-grade furniture in their house, the first is the combination TV cabinet that is still in use today, which was purchased by her parents when they got married, red painted, and several people were hired to carry it up from the bottom of the mountain. Things in those days seemed to be strong and durable, and now the TV has broken down, and her parents are gone, but the TV cabinet is still there.

Zheng Zhilan asked Brother Nan to sit down on the Taishi chair, wrapped a piece of cloth around her, and took out scissors.

"How short are you going to cut?"

"That's it. ”

"Good. ”

Ordinary household scissors are neat and not suitable for cutting hair, but it is not impossible to cut the effect of fine pieces - it takes a lot of thought and energy, and more skills, which is difficult for the ingenious little girl.

Zhou Li sat next to Brother Nan, poking his head out and watching silently.

There is a saying that cutting your hair in the first month of the year will kill your uncle.

This theory does not have a long history, and it is said that it only came after the Qing army entered the customs. It is related to the feelings of the nation and the country. The original version was that the first month did not cut the hair 'thinking of the old', which was the resistance of the Han people to the shaving order of the rulers of the Qing Dynasty, and later it was rumored that it became the first month to shave his uncle, Zhou Li did not know whether this statement was true or false, and he was ready to take the time to ask about red dyeing.

However, this statement also has certain geographical limitations, it seems that it is rare to hear this statement in Yizhou, at least Zhou Li has never heard of it since he was a child, he heard it on the Internet later, and the parties are Agarwood and Erlang God.

Anyway, all barber shops in Yancheng are open in the first month, and the business is good, and the price is rising.

Brother Nan obviously didn't care.

Zheng Zhilan carefully cut her hair short, trimmed the ends of her hair, and then began to cut her bangs...... From time to time, the mirror would be brought to her for her to see, and the two of them discussed while cutting, feeling that they were working together to complete the matter.

Little by little, time passed.

This process is much longer than going to the barbershop, but Zheng Zhilan is not too tired, and Brother Nan is not too boring, and both of them enjoy it.

Even Zhou Li on the side also watched it with relish.

About two hours later, Brother Nan got down from the Taishi chair and stood there and let Zheng Zhilan pat the hair slag off her clothes for her, while turning her head to look at Zhou Li.

"By the way, don't you want to cut it too? Come on, come on, Xiao Zheng and I will cut it for you!"

"Okay?" asked Zhou Li.

"I haven't cut a boy's hair. Zheng Zhilan hesitated.

"It's okay, I will!" Brother Nan patted his chest and promised, "You are in charge of the operation, I will command and make suggestions, you look at his current hairstyle, just cut it short as it is!"

"Okay......"

"Are you really sure?" Zhou Li looked at Brother Nan, "It's not just fun, right?"

"You can trust Brother Nan forever!"

"Hmm!"

So Zhou Li also went to wash his hair and sat on the Taishi chair.

Miss Zheng carefully helped him wrap the cloth, and in the process, her fingers would inevitably touch his neck, and every time she would have an electric shock.

"I'm going to start. ”

"Hmm. ”

"Cut the top of your head first, trim it shorter. Brother Nan said.

"Good. ”

A thin clicking sound began to be heard overhead, both the friction of shears and the sound of cutting hair.

Zhou Li's eyes tried to turn upward, as if to see Zheng Zhilan's movements above his head, but it was obviously impossible. He could only rely on the touch and imagination of the feedback above his head to sketch Zheng Zhilan's every move in his mind.

The girl's hands are slender and soft, especially the fingertips and fingers, which are particularly beautiful to the touch.

Some of them are itchy and crispy.

It's just that the conversation between Brother Nan and Zheng Zhilan made Zhou Li gradually have some ominous premonitions.

"The bangs seem to be missing. Zheng Zhilan said weakly.

"Oh, really!"

"I'm sorry. ”

"What are you talking about, if you are serious, you will lose, why don't you cut it shorter?" Brother Nan comforted her.

"It's fine. Zhou Li agreed with Brother Nan's statement.

"I'll fix it for you again......" Zheng Zhilan became more and more serious and went all out.

"I'm sorry for missing another piece. ”

"Hahahaha! cut ...... like this"

"How?"

"I'll try ......"

“......”

Zhou Li felt as if he had become a plaything for the two of them, which made him feel a little unnatural, but he was embarrassed to complain, but fortunately he quickly found a solution - as long as he thought that the two of them were serving him, he was very comfortable.

He even closed his eyes in enjoyment.

Half an hour later.

Zhou Li said at first that it was about two centimeters cut, but later it was changed to three centimeters, and then four centimeters were cut, just when Zhou Li thought that it could not be shorter, Brother Nan thought about it and told him: "I think you may also look good to cut your hair, boys cut their heads more sunny, do you want to try?"

"Whoa!"

A mirror was placed in front of Zhou Li.

In the mirror, there is a handsome man with an inch head, handsome is handsome, but Zhou Li always felt strange, and when he saw it for the first time, he almost asked-

Who is this?

Zheng Zhilan stood weakly beside him and looked at him quietly.

Zhou Li grinned: "It's okay, my dad said that the epidemic may last for a long time, and I don't know when school will start, so I just cut my head at home to spend this time." And it's pretty good-looking. ”

"I'm sorry. ”

"Huh, isn't it pretty?"

"Good looking. Zheng Zhilan looked at him, and quickly looked away, she was a very quiet girl.

"That's it, I should thank you. ”

Zheng Zhilan nodded slightly.

In comparison, Brother Nan looked very heartless, she covered her hands on the top of Zhou Li's head, kept rubbing them, as if she thought the hair stubble was very funny, and said to Zhou Li: "It's really good-looking, oh yes, let's take a group photo and shoot this chair and scissors all ......"

"Good. ”

Overall, the process was very pleasant.

And after cutting it, Brother Nan also gave him twenty yuan, saying that he would pay for cutting his hair.

Zhou Li was a little dazed for a while.

It was almost eleven o'clock.

Brother Nan began to play back her father's video, and taught Zheng Zhilan how to make egg balls and Dongpo elbows.

Egg balls, locally called fragrant bowls, also called rake meat.

It is not round, it is a long strip when it is first made, and it is not cylindrical when it is erected, but more inclined to an oval column, and it will be neatly cut into pieces when eating, which is an indispensable dish for banquets in Yizhou and nearby provinces.

It is one of the eight traditional bowls.

Its outer edge is a layer of egg skin, wrapped in minced meat, which is soft and delicate to eat, and is often steamed with crispy meat and vegetables, which is very delicious.

Egg skin is the key, and it is not difficult to make, it just requires a certain amount of skill and proficiency. The egg skin can not be old, but also have a certain toughness, and spread out the shape, which is particularly difficult for Zheng Zhilan.

She couldn't see clearly.

In comparison, it is simpler to have an elbow on the eastern slope.

But there are many things that are difficult for her, but most of them she overcomes - she is really a person with great perseverance and extreme self-improvement.

Meal.

Zheng Zhilan's eyes kept looking at Zhou Li.

Zhou Li was a little uncomfortable, he touched the top of his head, his hair was a little prickly, and he asked, "Is it strange?"

"......" Zheng Zhilan hurriedly looked away, like a little girl who was caught stealing candy.

"Huh?" Zhou Li asked.

“...... It's a little different from before. Zheng Zhilan said shyly.

"It's not as good-looking as before, right?" Zhou Li thought so, but he didn't want to admit it, he felt that it might be because he hadn't seen it yet, so he would feel a little weird, it was always said on the Internet that the real appearance could withstand the test of the inch, how could he lose in the test?

"It looked good before, and it looks good now. Zheng Zhilan thought for a while, "Now it's more masculine." ”

"Sure enough!"

Zhou Li smiled.

Suddenly, his smile froze, and when he turned his head, Brother Nan was rubbing his head again, and grinning and smirking.

Zhou Li opened her hand.

Brother Nan didn't resist, but as soon as he withdrew it, she immediately covered her hand again.

This is repeated until Zhou Li gives up.

Afternoon.

Zheng Zhilan said that a huge fan was installed on the mountain in the distance, and it was turning and turning every day, and she felt novel when she heard and described it, so she asked Zhou Li and Brother Nan what it was, and said that she wanted to see it.

Zhou Li guessed that it should be a wind power plant.

Since Zheng Zhilan wanted to go, he and Brother Nan didn't delay, and took her out in the afternoon.

Although it is likely that she can't see clearly.

After leaving the small mountain village, Zheng Zhilan was very unfamiliar with the road conditions, but fortunately she now has a helper - a cow.

She sat quietly on the horse, and Zhou Li led the horse.

Surrounded by a pack of dogs.

Brother Nan jumped up and down in the front, and didn't mind taking the wrong road, sometimes she would turn back, sometimes she wouldn't, so she walked forward parallel to them across a piece of soil until the road ahead was impassable......

Climb over a mountain and climb another mountain, and you can see the huge wind blades swirling on the ridge in the distance.

But it's a bit vague.

So the three of them moved on.

It was a sunny day, with a blue sky overhead, but the sky was still foggy and white, and it wasn't until they got closer that they could see the tall wind farm hundreds of meters away.

"We don't have this thing in the world. Brother Nan said, "Maybe there are more grasslands, plains and other places." ”

"You still know this, it's rare. ”

"Bang!"

"Can you see it?" Zhou Li asked Zheng Zhilan.

Zheng Zhilan's eyes widened as she faced forward, but after a moment, she still shook her head and pursed her lips.

"Is it spinning?" she asked suddenly.

"In. ”

"Will it be windy?"

"It doesn't blow the wind, it blows it. ”

"Oh......"

"If we get closer, you might be able to see it, and it should still have a sound. Zhou Li continued to lead the horse forward, "It's all white, and the sky is also white, maybe change the color, and you can see it." ”

"Maybe......"

"There are eagles circling in the sky......"

Zhou Li was describing the scene opposite to Zheng Zhilan, the eagle was circling around the leaves of the wind power station, hovering, but suddenly it was swept by the tail end of the wind blade.

In front of this giant created by humans, the former air overlord seemed so weak and helpless.

He was stunned.

Zheng Zhilan was keenly aware of his change, tilted her head and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing ......"

Zhou Li continued to walk forward.

With the help of a few dogs, he found the fallen eagle. It was dead, probably the moment it was swept.

It is also a pity that even when she got closer, because the wind farm was too big, Zheng Zhilan still couldn't see it clearly, and she could only tilt her head and imagine its appearance with the help of vague images and Zhou Li's description.

Even so, she was content.