Chapter 1 Lingyin Pavilion
"Ahh Bang! Scold! Boom! ”
In the middle of the cold, there were miserable screams and the sound of all kinds of bottles and cans.
"Miss Ye...... Miss Yip...... You okay? ”
The seventh day of the first month asked tentatively.
"It's not good, it's bad. Very bad. ”
Ye Limit held his head in his hands and kept wailing,
Zhao Nan came in and saw this scene, and was stunned for a moment: "What happened?" ”
"Huh?!" Ye Quan screamed, hugged his head, and ran upstairs with a bang, as if he was afraid of seeing an acquaintance.
"Isn't there someone seeking revenge?"
Zhao Nan pointed to Ye Quan's back, they have been doing this for so long, it is impossible without enemies.
"Uncle, you have known each other for so many years, you still don't understand Miss Ye, if it is really the enemy who comes to find trouble, she will be happy to paint her nails, maybe she has some bad idea, this time it is ......" Chu Qi pointed to his hair and said silently, "It's hair, it's burned." ”
Zhao Nan smiled: "Look, what do I say, how can I walk by the river without getting my shoes wet, I always think about the stinky beauty every day, and there will be problems one day when I change my hairstyle." Hey, come out, it's not like I've never seen uglier looks, there's no need to hide. ”
Before the words fell, he threw a pillow from the second floor, Zhao Nan grabbed it quickly, and asked with a smile: "How do you know that I want to sleep, hey, I'm really a little tired, thank you, I'll go rest." ”
As he spoke, he was going back to his room.
"Don't go, help me figure it out."
Ye Liang poked his head out from the second floor, only to see that her hair was unkempt, like an upside-down basket.
Zhao Nan pointed at Ye Liang and laughed.
"How do you ...... Hahaha...... It's like this! ”
"Hurry up and help me find a way, I can't see people like this, don't laugh, don't laugh."
"Then don't go out, don't you just look at the store every day?"
"What, tomorrow there will be a new batch of goods in the department store! NEW! ”
Ye Liang's eyes were shining, and he pouted: "Do you understand?" Got it? What could be more enjoyable than a visit to a department store? ”
"I knew you weren't smart enough, but I didn't expect to be so stupid to buy a wig. Putting on a wig doesn't solve everything. ”
Zhao Nan came up with an idea.
"That's right!"
Ye Liang woke up like a dream: "I should go buy a wig, that's all." ”
Soon, she happily walked downstairs with a hat.
Seeing this, Chu Qi hid behind Zhaonan.
"On the seventh day of the first month, let's go, I'll take you shopping."
Ye Liang grabbed him, his face full of coercion and temptation.
"I ...... I ......"
Chu Qi looked at Zhao Nan in embarrassment, but the latter waved his hand very generously: "Go, go, Chu Qi, it's so boring to be bored at home every day, go out and go around, oh, is there enough money, not enough for me." ”
Chu Qi thought to himself, forget it, if I don't go, I'm going to pull my uncle to go, my uncle is kind to me, alas, I can only sacrifice my life to feed the tiger.
Chu Qi always remembered Zhao Nan's words: "Chu Qi, you have to remember that it is a terrible thing to go shopping with a woman, and to go shopping with our Miss Ye is the most terrible thing!" ”
I don't go to hell, who goes to hell? I can't let my uncle go up, thinking of this Chu Qi, he patted his chest: "Miss Ye, don't worry, I will definitely follow you, concentrate on holding things, and definitely don't talk much!" ”
Ye Quan happily pinched his cheeks: "So good, the seventh day of the first month!" ”
After a long day of turning, they walked into a store.
A young woman with short ear-length hair greeted her: "Welcome, miss, our wigs here are all hand-woven with real hair." ”
The woman looked young, wearing a Yin Dan Shilin cheongsam, and she looked like a middle school student.
"Handmade?"
"That's right, it's all hand-woven by an old woman in my hometown, that old woman's family used to make wigs for the nobles in the palace, but now in the new era, there are fewer buns, or it won't be my turn to bring them out to sell these."
Ye Liang nodded, picked up a long black hair and looked at it carefully, nodded and said, "Yes, it is indeed real people's hair." ”
"Yes, these are all made of real hair bought, the old woman is over eighty years old this year, and her craftsmanship is very good, and she wears it like her own hair."
When the woman saw Ye Liang take off her hat, she understood her intentions, and said with a smile: "Miss, I'll help you put it on, this wig can be tied with your own hair to make a bun, Miss tie it in a bun for half a year, and your own hair can grow well." ”
Ye Liang glanced at the woman: "You know again?" ”
The tone was very dissatisfied.
The woman nodded: "Many fashionable ladies are like this, the young lady is so fashionable, she needs to change her hairstyle all the time." ”
The seventh day of the first year is on the side, and I really want to give the woman a thumbs up and praise it.
She was very smart and didn't face Ye Yuan's frustration about the loss of her hair, but cleverly told her that the fashionable ladies are like this, it doesn't matter, the hair will be fine in half a year, and she can continue to change her hairstyle.
"I want this, I want this!"
Ye Yuan chose a long straight hair and a fluffy short hair set.
The woman quickly put the wig in two cardboard boxes.
"Miss, this is my family's unique soaphorn water, and washing your hair with this will recover quickly."
She handed over a small gourd-shaped bottle.
Ye Liang glanced at her: "Your family's?" Do you still have rouge gouache at home? ”
"Yes, come over here, miss."
Ye Liang is just uncomfortable today, looking around, I didn't expect that there was a hole in this women's store, and there was rouge gouache and oil on the shelves in the other room. Ye Quan picked it up and looked at it, and the woman whispered on the side: "Actually, our family has been doing these since the Qing Dynasty, and my store has only just opened, and the current fashionable lady ......"
She smiled: "I like those imported products very much, there are few young ladies who have such a taste and are interested in our traditional things, young lady, you can try it here, there is a mirror." ”
Chu Qi sighed: I really know how to speak, there are few young ladies who have such taste.
"This little brother, he must be tired, come, drink some tea and eat some fruit."
The woman took the seventh day of the first month to the side.
Chu Qi sighed with emotion: "Sister, you are so powerful, smart and talkative. ”
The woman pursed her lips and smiled: "You can talk too." ”
"My sister looks like she's still studying."
"I graduated from high school and am now preparing to take the university entrance examination next year, which can be regarded as helping my family to do something and save for my tuition."
"Wow, my sister is so good, my uncle is also going to send me to study, but I haven't thought about it yet, it's too hard to study." Chu Qi smiled embarrassedly.
Ye Liang chose a few more rouge gouaches, and the woman took out the oil paper and wrapped them.
Chu Qi walked out behind Ye Liang with a bunch of cartons and paper bags.
Ye Liang turned to look at the door of the store, only to see a wooden sign hanging on it, which was very rustic, and there were three Juanxiu words on it: "Lingyin Pavilion." ”
The woman saw that Ye Liang looked at the sign and explained: "Miss, my surname is Mo, my name is Mo Lingyin, welcome Miss to come again next time." ”
"Well, I remember, I'll come back if I use it well."
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