Bi Tong found that the master was a little weird.

Early in the morning, he kept looking in the mirror and pulling his hair to his face. Fortunately it was in the morning, otherwise ......

Cheng Xueyan compared it for a long time and found that according to the current shape of her face, everything looks good. But if you want to change a person's image, hair is crucial, and she strives to shake them.

The only tools available at the moment are scissors, which is a bit regrettable, but it can't help her. This will take advantage of Bitong, who has been peeking at her behind her, to go out to get breakfast, and she quickly picked up the knife and fell down......

A three-foot-long bundle of green silk fell to the ground......

After careful trimming, the cute eyebrow bangs are born! In order not to look stiff, she trimmed her bangs into a small arc.

As a result, the face in the mirror is even more pretty.

The more she looks at it, the more she likes it.

There was the sound of footsteps on the stairs, so she chose a suitable angle, intending to surprise Bitong.

"Girl, guess who I met when I went out?" There is no need to answer any such question, because Bi Tong will give the answer immediately: "Mama Tang! She was carrying a food box and ran over when she saw me. In the future, she said that she would not have to bother to go to the back kitchen to get food, she would deliver it, just let me pick her up outside the door...... Because she is only a third-class mother-in-law, she can't enter this Yanran Pavilion. It's just that she has a sentence to ask me to discuss with the girl, she saw that the girl's silk flowers were quite good-looking, and wanted to ask the two girls to give their daughters if they didn't wear them, but if the girl had any taboos, forget it......"

Cheng Xueyan saw her as she spoke, and she was busy putting dishes on the table, so she didn't glance at this side at all, and couldn't help coughing lightly twice to attract attention.

"Girl, you ......"

Bi Tong turned around......

"Girl!" Bi Tong screamed, and her mouth seemed to be held up by something for a long time.

Is this ...... "amazing" expression?

Bi Tong rushed over with her hands tied like a hen being doused stupidly by a sudden rainstorm, her mouth was half open, her face was full of horror, and she suddenly fell to her knees and cried.

"Girl, what's there you can't think of? Yesterday was fine, can't you ...... Woowoo woo ......"

Cheng Xueyan's head is full of black lines, what's wrong, the preface doesn't match the afterword?

She stretched out her hand to help, but Bitong refused to get up: "If the girl has anything to say, you might as well tell the slave maid, why bother to practice yourself?" ”

Where is this?

"Get up and speak."

"Slaves can't afford it. If the girl has anything to do, the slave can ......" Bitong cried again.

How do you feel like you're back in the day you first came to this plane?

She looked around to make sure she wasn't dreaming, and finally got a little annoyed: "If you don't get up again, I'll punish you...... punish you to kneel in the courtyard. ”

She herself couldn't figure out what kind of punishment this was, so she added: "No food or water for three days...... Deduct three months of monthly cases! ”

Finally came the trick.

Bitong stopped crying and switched to pumping. She pulled her at the right time, Bitong was awkward, and finally stood up.

"What the hell? I just said it well, but in the blink of an eye, I cried like this, and people who don't know think I'm abusing you......"

"If the girl wants to beat or scold, she likes it, Bitong is the girl's person, even if she dies, she is willing, and the girl just can't practice herself......"

"I ...... What's wrong with me? ”

Cheng Xueyan looked in the mirror, fiddled with the newly cut bangs, and felt refreshed, but the tossing hairstyle was a little out of shape just now, and it was all because there was no softening equipment in this era.

Bitong glanced at her and cried again.

"You make my heart cry...... Alas, don't cry, I don't understand what you're crying for a long time......"

Bi Tong wiped away her tears and saw a lock of green silk lying on the ground, and she hurriedly trembled and picked it up, letting out a sad voice. Why is this scene so like......

"Uh......h Yes...... Whew......"

If you cry like this, the wolves will be invited.

Cheng Xueyan hurriedly ran to the terrace to look out, and hurriedly ran back.

"Don't cry, it's so bad to cry like this early in the morning, Mrs. Carefully will send someone to ask ...... later"

Bi Tong grabbed the lock of hair and burst into tears: "Girl, if you let Madame know about this, I'm afraid the slave won't be able to survive......"

"I cut it, and you didn't cut it off, what's not going to survive?"

"The parents of the body and the skin, the girl is ...... If the girl is annoyed, she can beat me and scold me, but now she ...... Don't say that Bitong can't live, the girl is afraid ......"

That's what I said.

Cheng Xueyan has seen from some movies that if a woman from a poor family in ancient times couldn't get by, she cut her hair and sold it, but the most impressive thing was that the girl cut a strand of green silk and gave it to her lover's brother. When the love first opened, she was deeply moved by this, and she also cut a strand of hair and made a so-called purse to put away, but she never gave it away, and then she didn't know where to go...... But since people cut it, why can't she cut it? Could it be that people in this time and space don't cut their hair from birth to death? No wonder there are no bangs...... Ah, no wonder Cheng Zhunhuai's beard is so long, can't he cut his beard? It seems that she remembered that in the book, Cao Cao also found someone to make a special beard for the bearded man in order to buy Guan Yu...... It turns out that ancient people had to grow long hair and beards as a last resort. Bitong's hair is not thick, and combing two waist-length braids can bear it, but what about Du Mizhen? She has a lot of hair and doesn't trim it, so it's no wonder she looks so big every time. However, the hair is always long, but I have not seen any old man and old lady mopping the ground with long hair......

"Don't you ever cut your hair?" She grunted.

"No, if you want to cut it, you have to pick a good day and an auspicious day......"

Cheng Xueyan's eyes lit up, yes, she remembered that there was a yellow calendar, which marked what was feasible and what was not feasible on this day, including the word "haircut". Who said the ancients couldn't get a haircut?

"Why don't you take a look at the yellow calendar?"

After this reminder, Bitong hurriedly ran to check Huang Li.

"On the third day of the fifth month of the third year of Jingyuan, it is advisable to marry, travel, and bathe...... Haircut ......"

When Bi Tong read this, she burst into tears and laughed.

Cheng Xueyan let out a sigh: "I just checked this yellow calendar before cutting my hair, and you still ...... it"

God knows where she doesn't know where this ghost calendar is.

Bi Tong smirked for a while, and then pouted: "If the girl cuts her hair, she will tell the slave maid in advance, the slave maid will go to find Mama Zhuang, and the ladies and girls in the house will go to her for haircuts, and sometimes we ask her, and she will not put on a show......

"Tell me, how does my craftsmanship compare to hers?"

After doing it for a long time, most of the enthusiasm for showing off was missing.

Bi Tong looked at her masterpiece, and her face suddenly turned white: "This is what the girl cut...... On weekdays, the masters cut their hair, just because the hair is too long, and the girl is ......"

"Would you think it would be appropriate if I combed so much hair?"

Bi Tong thought about the weirdness of the morning and shook her head.

"Isn't that too long?" Cheng Xueyan was too lazy to continue this topic: "You just say how I compare with before?" ”

Bitong glanced left and right, blushed, and whispered, "The girl looks better......"

"Isn't that it?" Cheng Xueyan combed the comb twice, and said earnestly: "Bitong, you remember, there are no ugly women in this world, only lazy women." If you want to be a good woman, you have to think about how to make yourself more beautiful......"

"Aren't you looking for a golden beetle?"

"A woman is a person who pleases herself, and if she doesn't dress up beautifully, how can she go to catch a golden beetle?"

Bi Tong pondered for a long time, and Fang let out a low "oh".

Cheng Xueyan stood up, took Bitong's hand, pressed her on the chair, picked up the scissors, and "clicked" twice in front of her with a smile.

"Auntie...... Girl, what are you going to do? ”

"Cut your hair......"

"Huh?"

Cheng Xueyan immediately pressed her to sit down, her design addiction suddenly exploded, how could she let go of this living thing?

"Girl, the parents of the body and the skin ......"

"Where are your parents?"

"I haven't seen ...... since I sold myself in the house" Bi Tong's eyes were a little red.

"Then which one do you want to honor?"

"But ......"

"Today is an auspicious day for the zodiac, when will you not cut it at this time?"

Cheng Xueyan casually ripped off the brocade tablecloth and neatly wrapped Bitong into a pyramid.

"I ......"

"You didn't listen to what I said?" The voice turned sharper.

"No, slave ......"

"Who told me just now that I wanted to beat or scold, but now I forgot about it in the blink ......of an eye."

"No, slave ......"

Bitong couldn't escape the irresistible fate in the end, so she had to nod hatefully.

"That's right, close your eyes ......"

Even if she didn't say it, Bitong didn't dare to look at it. My eyes were closed, I felt my hair being put down, and there was a "click" and a "crack" sound in my ears, and clusters of cool hair tickled across the tip of my nose and fell on the cloth.

"Okay, now open your eyes ......"

The girl's voice was soft, but her eyes were still closed.

I really don't know what the girl has ruined herself, it's really close to Zhu and red and black to ink, the girl has been with Gu Sanxian for three years, and she has learned the bad things of this body, but Gu Sanxian only starts with things that can't speak, but the girl is interested in living people. Follow her yourself...... Follow her......

"Keep your eyes open!"

At the girl's command, she opened her eyes as if she had been pricked by a needle......

She was stunned, grabbed the bronze mirror, and touched her face in disbelief: "Is this me?" ”

Then he tugged at the trimmed hair next to his ear: "Oops, it's me?!" ”

A face is reflected in the mirror, with a round face and a pointed chin, because of the modification of bangs and broken hair, the face appears extremely small, and the eyes are relatively magnified, so that Bitong, who originally thought that her posture was mediocre, found that she could also be very delicate.

Seeing her holding the bronze mirror and looking non-stop, Cheng Xueyan felt a sense of accomplishment. In fact, she didn't dare to prune Bi Tong drastically, if she cut out a mushroom cloud sky, not to mention that Bi Tong couldn't accept it, she couldn't get used to it in this environment, she just slightly modified it according to her image and personality, the icing on the cake.

Bi Tong took a beautiful left and right photo, and suddenly found himself sitting and let the master stand for a long time, and he panicked.