What hit Antu was a new newspaper, which didn't hurt, but it was humiliating.

After looking around embarrassedly, Antu was also angry.

"Enron, Dad is tolerant of you, but you can't lie to Dad." He angrily accused An Ran, "You told me that your hand was injured and it was inconvenient to wash your hair, and I wanted to cut your hair more conveniently, so I allowed you to cut it." ”

- "But you didn't tell me that you would cut your hair like this." ”

"I thought you'd know." An Ran looked at Antu very reasonably.

Mrs. An is angry with Antu, but it doesn't mean that she is not angry with Anran.

"Enron, don't play stupid for me!"

Turning her head, she aimed her artillery at Enron.

"I'm not as good as your dad! You say, did you want to cut it short for a long time, and you were afraid that I wouldn't agree, so you took advantage of your father's drinking too much yesterday and tricked him into promising you to cut your hair? ”

"Mom, whatever you think, but I know if I lied to my father." An Ran bowed his head sadly.

"Everyone is a woman, who doesn't know who? Just your little bit of caution, it's not that your dad is used to you, who can't understand? Mrs. An saw that she was unrepentant, and she felt that she had been wronged, and she was even more angry, "There are so many girls in your school who cut their hair like boys, isn't it just who is learning "Super Girl", and you want to follow them in the same way, thinking I don't know?!" ”

Turning her head, she continued to scold Antu, "She wanted to cut it a few months ago, I didn't agree, and I haven't died yet, are you stupid?" I can't see it! ”

"I don't know." Antu woke up with a hangover and was also confused when he saw that his adopted daughter had changed her head.

To be honest, he can't accept his adopted daughter like this more than his wife.

"I don't know if you dare to say yes?"

An Ran raised his head and glanced at Mrs. An, who was full of iron, and thought in surprise:

It turns out that before I was reborn, I thought about short hair?

It turns out that when I was fifteen or sixteen years old, I was still a cornie?

How did she forget it all?

The husband and wife scolded and argued, and the restaurant was noisy.

An Jing stood beside An Ran, and was also helpless, "Mom, Dad, it's pointless for you to say this now." ”

An Jing was silent, and the noise in the restaurant had nothing to do with him.

As soon as he spoke, he inevitably fell into the flames of war.

Mrs. An got angry, and her bad temper never recognized people at home, "It doesn't make sense for us to say this, it makes sense for An Ran to cut her hair like this?!" ”

Turning her head, she gritted her teeth and asked An Ran, "You tell me, why did you cut your hair like this, what's the point of you doing this, is it embarrassing?" ”

"It makes me happy to do this."

"Is your pleasure just to make yourself like a crazy woman?"

"I don't think that's a crazy woman."

"You ......"

"Mom, I want to cut my hair, I feel satisfied when I cut my hair, and I want to be happy when I am satisfied, I want to be happy."

Mrs. An really couldn't accept that her daughter, who had always been well-behaved, suddenly became like a tomboy, with an irregular hairstyle, "An Ran, you are crazy!" ”

The morning wind blew into the restaurant, and An Ran let go of his curled palms and smiled faintly, "Yes, you're right, I'm crazy!" ”

The smile was shallow, but it was unbridled and wanton.

An Jing was shocked by An Ran's look on the side, and he suddenly felt that he couldn't see through her.

"Alright, let's eat." Antu saw that the mother and daughter were in a tense confrontation state, and the war was about to escalate, so he only felt that his head hurt even more, "I'll talk about this at night, and now I have a headache when I quarrel." ”

Mrs. An got up, glared at An Ran and An Tu fiercely, turned her head and left, "What to eat, I can't eat her like this." ”

She was gone, but everyone present knew that this was the beginning.

Looking at Mrs. An in the distance, Antu sat down to discuss with An Ran, "Ranran, you see, your hair can't get longer even if you cut it, but your mother is so angry, we can't do nothing, let her be angry, right?" ”

"She can choose to accept and not get angry." An Ran said indifferently.

"How can she not be angry, think about your mother, why is she so angry?" Antu lectured An Ran with a calm face, "It's not that I'm worried that you will learn badly from other children." ”

He felt that An Ran was really becoming less and less like before, and her personality was becoming more and more perverse and unpredictable.

He felt unable to understand her actions and ways of thinking, and inevitably gave birth to something else.

"Instead of worrying about me doing badly, let's think about how I can have more time to study hard." An Ran looked at Antu calmly, "I just cut my hair, don't make up too much." ”

"What's the brain?" Antu looked at An Ran, and his expression became more and more majestic, "You are so disobedient!" ”

"I'm just disobedient when I cut my hair, then Dad, tell me, what is obedience?"

"Of course, it is to be able to obey and listen to our teachings, rather than going out and learning some bad habits."

"The people out there are all crooked tendencies, aren't yours?" An Ran raised his head, and his bright eyes looked directly at Antu.

"Enron!" Antu was embarrassed and angry by Enron's attitude of not entering, so he said disdainfully, "What good people can there be, besides us, who else will be good to you, and who else can you listen to if you don't listen to us?" ”

He snorted angrily and stretched out his hand to the helper next to him, "Bring me my coat." ”

Soon, the servant handed him the blazer he was holding.

Antu took it and took out a wallet from his pocket, and took out a few banknotes from it, "You take the five hundred, go buy a wig outside in the afternoon and wear it, so that your mother will not be happy to see it." ”

"Wearing a wig makes your head itch."

"Where does it itch?" Antu looked at An Ran very puzzled, "So many people wear wigs, it's really itchy, can the business in the wig shop still be done?" ”

"I don't know about anyone else." An Ran looked at An Ran and said firmly, "But I itch when I wear a wig." ”

"Don't talk nonsense." Antu stuffed five hundred yuan into An Ran's palm, "You haven't even worn it!" ”

"I wore it." Enron stepped back, refusing to accept Antu's money.

"Enron, do you really want me to be angry too?" Antu looked at An Ran angrily, "I don't know if you have ever worn a wig?" ”

"You don't know."

When I wore a wig in my last life, you were teasing your grandson at home, how would you know?

"You kid, why are you so tough, why can't I tell you?" Antu anxiously looked at the time displayed on the watch on his wrist, turned his hand and put the money on the table, and said to An Jing, "After eating later, take your sister to the barber shop to have her hair trimmed, and then buy her a wig to wear." ”1314

(End of chapter)