Xu Mingkun raised his head and looked at the traffic police, and asked blankly: "What if I don't hand it over?" ”

The traffic police said: "If you don't pay compensation when due, the court has the right to put the property in your name up for auction." ”

Xu Mingkun didn't know if he had been stimulated too much recently, or if he had been in a car accident and injured his brain, he felt that he had to slow down for half a beat when he felt anything, and asked almost innocently: "It's my daughter who is doing things, not me, can you go to my daughter to ask for money?" ”

The traffic police felt that this old boy was playing with him, and said in a bad tone: "You are a cultural person, you don't even know this, right?"

As you said just now, your daughter, your daughter is only 12 years old now, she is not yet an adult, and she has no ability to compensate, you are her guardian, so she will naturally ask you for compensation.

Don't complain so much, if you want to blame yourself, you raised your daughter but didn't teach her, so she made such a mistake. Speaking of this, the traffic policeman's tone became serious: "Fortunately, there were no fatalities in this car accident, otherwise, how many families would have been injured!" ”

Xu Mingkun thought to himself, I taught, I taught with my heart, but the words on my lips became, "I don't have any money now." ”

"If you don't have any money, borrow it!"

Xu Mingkun thought of the friends around him, as if the relationship was faint, and there were no friends with a good relationship.

After a long time, the traffic police were already gone, and he was holding the fine in his hand and saying to himself: sell the house

……

The sharp knife was held in the air, and the blade was cold and shiny.

I heard that the top-of-the-line hairdressing scissors are used for special purposes, and as soon as the hair falls off the blade, it will break in two.

The scissors in the barber's hand are not as sharp, but they are sharp enough that if you touch the blade lightly, blood will appear.

The barber held the scissors, looked at the beautiful woman standing beside him, and then at the cold man sitting in the barber chair, and said in embarrassment, "Who am I going to listen to?" ”

"Listen to me." Yu Mei said without hesitation.

The barber glanced at the cold man sitting on the hairdressing chair, saw that he did not refuse, and said tentatively: "Then I cut it?" ”

After all, it's the parties, so it's better to ask.

Today's young people think that they quarrel and break up over a little thing at every turn, and there are several times when couples have disagreed with each other because of their hairstyles, and they have to break up on the spot.

Zhou Yi said softly, "Listen to her." ”

"Howler!" With a clear goal, the barber clicked and cut Zhou Yi's long hair irregularly.

Yu Mei watched from the side, and the barber chatted while cutting: "Beauty, your boyfriend is so good to you." ”

"That's nature!" Yu Mei pretended to be pampered, with a look of anger.

After Zhou Yi cut his hair, he closed his eyes, and when he heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

The barber just changed tools, didn't see Yu Mei's demeanor just now, and continued: "Seriously, your boyfriend has been keeping this hairstyle for several years.

A hairstyle for several years, you say don't want it, it's so good for you. ”

When I first started cutting my hair, the man said that it would be shorter, but the woman was not satisfied, so she interjected and said that she wanted to change to a new hairstyle, cut it all short, and then swish, and in less than a few minutes, she took out a hairstyle drawing and asked him to cut it according to this hairstyle.

He saw that this man had a cold temperament, not like a person who was easily swayed, but he was slapped in the face, and the man didn't say a word, so he asked him to cut it according to the woman's words.

The barber sighed to himself, if he had such a beautiful girlfriend, he would be obedient to her.

When people are doing things, once they are half-hearted, there are often accidents, the barber's sigh just fell, and the next second, the hand was cut by scissors, and bright red blood gushed out quickly from the hand.

The scissors were fast, and the pain was not felt, and the barber smiled apologetically and said, "Wait a minute, I'll take care of the wound." ”

cough cough, Yu Mei coughed dryly twice, walked over and squatted beside Zhou Yi, looked at him with flattering eyes, and asked softly, "How long have you been with this hairstyle?" ”

Zhou Yi said lightly: "It didn't take long." I've been staying since I was 10 years old. ”

Yu Mei listened to the previous sentence, and secretly said that she was lucky, but when she heard the latter sentence, she almost choked on saliva.

Zhou Yi is 32 years old this year, and he began to keep this hairstyle at the age of ten, which means that he has kept it for 22 years!

"Zhou Yi" Yu Mei's hand reached in from the cloth that cut her hair, held Zhou Yi's hand, and rubbed it on her face, "Woo woo, Zhou Yi, I'm so moved, you are so good to me." ”

"Don't make a fuss." Zhou Yi scolded lightly, "Carefully cut your hair and stick it to you." ”

"Don't be afraid." Yu Mei was reluctant to let go, and then looked at Zhou Yi firmly and said: "Don't worry, under my guidance and the execution of the hairstylist, a generation of male gods who have swept thousands of girls is about to be released!" ”

A touch of helplessness flashed in Zhou Yi's eyes, the current Yu Mei and when they first met, they were simply two people.

In the past, she was so cold and arrogant that she didn't look like a mortal person, but now she has a lot of small expressions, and she also has a fireworks atmosphere.

Although he was frequently made to smile bitterly by Yu Mei's behavior, in private, he liked Yu Mei who is now flesh and blood.

The barber hadn't come to clean up the wound yet, and Yu Mei asked Zhou Yi with some curiosity: "How did you manage not to change your hairstyle for more than 20 years?" Don't you get tired of wearing a hairstyle every day? ”

"No, it won't." Zhou Yi replied lightly, and a different color flashed in his lowered eyes.

Since he was ten years old, he has only one belief in his heart, which is to become stronger, and since then, his mood and belief have not wavered like a hairstyle that has not changed for thousands of years.

Yu Mei didn't notice the change in Zhou Yi's forehead, she looked in the mirror, a fair and delicate face appeared in the mirror, and there were almost no pores on the face, let alone Doudou, with the current rainbow fart, it would not be an exaggeration to say a word.

Yu Mei looked left and right, no matter how she looked at it, she was not satisfied, the woman in the mirror was like a little girl who had just come out of society.

"Zhou Yi, what do you think of my curly hair? I want to curl my hair. ”

I heard that curly hair makes people mature, a little more mature, with a mature man like Zhou Yi, the price is matched.

Yu Mei has a hunch that Zhou Yi will show her handsome face, and she will gain a bunch of women's admiration!

After a while, the barber rushed to the scene, the blood on his hand had stopped, and a band-aid had been attached to it.

"Are you alright?" Yu Mei asked casually.

The barber felt flattered and replied, "Thank you for your concern, it's okay." ”

Yu Mei nodded, it's okay.

If people are too close to ghosts, it will bring bad luck to people, and the injuries on people's hands have more or less something to do with her, and it is appropriate to care about them.

The pain was extreme, and a doubt flashed through Yu Mei's mind, would she be the only ghost who died with a mana explosion?