Bai Tong is willing to change his original intention and is willing to tell Lan Yushan about Lin Xiaorou's whereabouts, just because she is going to be a mother now.

She had gone through such a painful period of pregnancy in the early stages of pregnancy and knew how difficult it was to carry a child.

When a child is born safely, and then grows up safely, how many difficulties and sufferings have to be experienced in the middle.

Lin Xiaorou is such a weak girl, giving birth to a child out of wedlock alone, raising a child alone, how much courage and effort it takes to pay, and whether her weak shoulders can bear this burden is unknown.

After all, it's not something that can be solved by giving a little money, nor is it something that can be solved by asking a nanny to take care of it.

If she could, Bai Tong still hoped that Lin Xiaorou would have a man who loved her and was willing to shelter her from the wind and rain.

"Lan Yushan, before I tell you Lin Xiaorou's whereabouts, I hope you can answer me honestly, what are you looking for her to do?" Bai Tong asked this, "If you just want to get the child back, I hope you still leave a line in your work." ”

Lan Yushan was stunned for a moment, and blurted out, "What am I doing robbing the child?" ”

From beginning to end, what he was looking for was just Lin Xiaorou.

As for the child in Lin Xiaorou's womb, he only thought about Lin Xiaorou when he was worried about Lin Xiaorou, so he would think about what to do if she was pregnant with the child alone.

Bai Tong looked at him speechlessly.

Perhaps, it is very difficult for such a macho Lan Yushan to let him say who he likes, who he wants, etc.

As in the past, when he was obviously drunk, he came to find himself and wanted to find Lin Xiaorou, but after he sobered up, he immediately denied it.

What kind of arrogance and awkwardness are you going to do?

Bai Tong stroked his forehead, and in the end, he told Lan Yushan Lin Xiaorou's address.

Lan Yushan drove all the way, and went to find Lin Xiaorou according to the address Bai Tong said.

It seems to be a small alley in the Gangnam area.

Lan Yushan pressed the house number and walked forward slowly.

When he was about to arrive at the small courtyard, Lan Yushan's heart became a little nervous inexplicably.

He touched his face.

It seems that he has been busy in the past few days, and the stubble is faintly popping up, which is quite a sense of the vicissitudes of a middle-aged man.

Isn't it too ugly to look like this?

In Lan Yushan's mind, such a thought actually popped up.

He is now in his early thirties, more than ten years older than Lin Xiaorou, and in a bad phrase, he has the feeling of an old cow eating tender grass.

If she ran to see Lin Xiaorou like this, would Lin Xiaorou look at herself even more annoying?

Lan Yushan hesitated and saw an old-fashioned barber stall at the end of the alley, where a gray-haired old master was smoking, waiting for customers to come to the door.

Usually, Lan Yushan doesn't look down on such an old barber stall, but now, he doesn't dislike it, he just wants to take care of himself a little neatly.

Lan Yushan walked over.

"Haircut?" The old master greeted him.

"Well, fix it." Lan Yushan replied in a deep voice.

The old master picked up the cloth and shook it, and then brushed it on the somewhat shabby chaise longue, which was considered to have been wiped over, before motioning for Lan Yushan to sit.

No matter how unkempt Lan Yushan is at the moment, the master can also see that such a person has an extraordinary bearing, and he is by no means an ordinary ordinary person.

But here, there is only this condition, his chair is so shabby.

Lan Yushan didn't dislike it, he sat down on the chair steadily, leaned his whole body on his back, and reclined down at a forty-five degree angle.

The master's craftsmanship is traditional, and the tools used are also traditional.

He took a warm towel, covered Lan Yushan's cheeks and beard, and then took a small brush, brushed with a thick layer of soap foam, and when all this was done, he took the razor, which was already bright, and swung back and forth a few times on the cloth strip of the sharpening knife, sharpening the blade.

"Not locals, right?" The old master asked casually, pulling the homely routine.

Lan Yushan pursed his lips, not wanting to answer.

But after thinking about it, he still hummed steadily, and inquired about the situation against the old master, "You have been here for many years, right?" ”

"Of course." The master was very proud, "I've been here for 20 years, big and small all around, which one's head was not shaved by me?" ”

"Then have you ever seen a girl, probably less than twenty years old, who looks very beautiful and very weak and petite......" Lan Yushan asked.

"A while ago, there was such a girl who moved over, and I don't know if it's the person you said......" The old master said slowly.

As soon as Lan Yushan heard this, he was ready to straighten up and ask about the detailed situation.

But the master had already sharpened the razor and pressed Lan Yushan to the reclining chair.

Seeing the bright shaver swaying on his cheeks, Lan Yushan obediently shut up.

The old master stretched out his hand, tensed the muscles on his face, and his hand fell with a knife.

Lan Yushan only felt the cold knife edge slip across his cheeks, and the stubble on his face was also broken off one by one.

And the old master, while shaving his beard for him, talked endlessly"...... She gave birth to a girl, but she was beautiful, and when she was full moon, she still carried me to shave her head......"

The folk have always had this custom, and when the child is born, when the moon is full, he must take it out and shave his hair, which is called shaving the fetal head.

The shaved hair is generally carefully retained and made into a brush or the like to leave a souvenir for the child.

In Lan Yushan's mind, Lin Xiaorou's pitiful little face inexplicably appeared.

She bore him a daughter? Will that daughter be as beautiful as Lin Xiaorou? What did she look like when she came to shave her head? Did you cry?

"Is that what you use with this knife?" Lan Yushan asked.

As soon as he opened his mouth, the muscles on his face pulled and moved, and the sharp knife in the master's hand cut a bloody cut on his cheek in an instant.

Although the mouth is extremely shallow, it also startles the master.

With decades of craftsmanship, how could he cut people when he shaved them.

But Lan Yushan didn't care.

He himself opened his mouth to speak at will, and when someone cut his wound, he would not be angry with others casually.

And the old master had already quickly pulled out a piece of straw paper and handed it to Lan Yushan, "Quickly suppress, hold down, save from continuing to bleed." ”

Speaking of this, his tone was extremely dissatisfied, "I said that you are too, this is shaving, you dare to speak casually, this is deliberately looking for trouble for me?" Are you going to smash my signboard? ”

Lan Yushan didn't answer, but just asked him tightly, "At that time, when they came to shave the fetal head, was this one shaver?" ”