Li Shu was a little confused. Why were everyone afraid of her? They didn't dare to look at her, but secretly stared at her.

At home, her wife and grandma protect and care for her, and people in the courtyard tease her from time to time. Even the children who run into the courtyard are not afraid of her.

But what happened to these people?

Li Shu didn't understand, so she raised her head and looked at her father.

And her father's eyes were still so loving and warm when he looked at her.

Li Shu moved her body and squeezed closer to her father, as if this would give her more security.

"After Mom and Dad finish their haircut, how about we go take pictures?"

Li Xuewu hugged his daughter and sat on his lap, protecting her in his arms, teasing her and saying, "Take some beautiful, beautiful photos for Li Shu."

"Photos? Just like mom and dad?"

Li Shu picked her mouth and looked at her father curiously.

There are photo frames on the wall of my grandma’s house, and there are photos of the whole family.

There are group photos and individual photos, with my aunt taking the most photos.

There are very few large picture frames in her home. There are small picture frames placed on the table and bookcases in her father's study, as well as in the small living room and bedroom.

The other photos are in the album, and grandma sometimes takes her to look at the album.

There are many photos of my parents when they got married, and it’s a thick book.

Not only my parents’, but also the guests who came during the wedding, there were many group photos, and her.

Li Shu was very happy that her parents wanted to take her with them at such an important time.

Therefore, Li Shu really wanted to take pictures, especially when her father mentioned it.

"I, I want to take two pictures——"

Li Shu hasn't learned arithmetic yet, and no one has taught her to count. She only knows five fingers.

The two pictures in her words meant that it couldn't just be one picture, she wanted to take more pictures.

"Two pictures are not enough, let's take a few more pictures."

Li Xuewu teased his daughter and said, "After taking the photos, dad took Li Shu to buy clothes and beautiful shoes."

"good--!"

Li Shu's eyes were bright and she clapped her hands excitedly.

At this moment, all the confusion and confusion in my heart disappeared, and I could only think about what I was going to do for a while.

"Comrade, it's your turn, come and wash your hair——"

Before Gu Ning could finish, the waiter called her again.

"Are you here with mom, or are you going to wash your hair with dad?"

Li Xuewu responded, smiled and said to his daughter: "Why don't you wait here for dad, he will be back soon."

"good--"

Before Gu Ning could say anything, Li Shu nodded obediently, sat on a long chair and said, "Dad, please come back quickly."

"In a moment, just in a moment——"

Li Xuewu promised his daughter, stood up and went to the room where she washed her hair.

Gu Ning looked at her daughter in the mirror, teasing her and asking: "Mom is here, Li Shu, please talk to her."

Li Shu looked at her mother and then at the people around her who were still peeking at her, frowning and saying nothing.

The barber glanced at the doll and asked casually: "Is this your first time taking it out shopping?"

"No, I'm just a bit acquainted with life."

Gu Ning did not follow the barber's question, but continued to talk with Li Shu.

She is someone who talks relatively little. The daughter is silent now, so she can only talk more because she is afraid that Li Shu will be scared.

Fortunately, Li Xuewu washed his hair faster and came out in just three minutes.

"dad--"

Li Shu's sullen face finally smiled, and she opened her little hands for her father to hold her.

Li Xuewu carried his daughter to the position next to Gu Ning, nodded to the barber, and put his daughter on the ground.

"How about just standing here and watching mom and dad get their hair done?"

"You can leave it to our waiter to help bring it."

The barber took the initiative and suggested: "There are many customers with children, and we have a dedicated waiter."

"Thank you, no need. She is still young and a little afraid of strangers."

Li Xuewu smiled and thanked the barber. As he spoke, he took out the M1911 from his waist, which almost shocked the barber.

The buzzing discussion in the waiting area also stopped abruptly at this time.

I'm just gossiping, so I won't kill you with a gun, right?

"Play with this for a while, mom and dad will be fine soon."

Li Xuewu handed the unloaded pistol to his daughter and said, "It's right here with dad. You can't run around, and you can't disturb your uncle's work."

Li Shu can play whatever she wants, as long as she has something in her hand.

The barber watched the little girl take the pistol, and his heart twitched. Is this a sign of resignation?

If you want to be brave, you have to use a pistol to embolden you. If you are timid, you need to use two grenades to defend yourself.

He did not doubt Li Xuewu's qualification to carry a gun. At this time, there were many public servants carrying guns.

"Comrade, what kind of haircut do you want?"

"Um...you want to change your hairstyle, right?"

Li Xuewu was also in a dilemma. He looked at himself in the mirror, then looked at Gu Ning in the mirror and asked, "What kind of haircut should I have?"

These words made the two barbers laugh. They thought they were gangsters, but they turned out to be henpecked.

Gu Ning saw that the barber who served Li Xuewu also looked at her, and said sheepishly: "Just change your hair style, it's too long."

"Then change to something more fashionable?"

Barbers understand customers' phobia of choice very well. There are too many people who haven't decided what kind of haircut they should get until they sit here.

He took the initiative to suggest: "I thought of a hairstyle that I think is very suitable for you, but it was popular in Shanghai more than ten years ago."

"Leave it longer and thicker in the front, and cut it shorter on both sides. It can be combed into a high-angle and easy-to-manage style."

Seeing Li Xuewu nodding in agreement, he combed Li Xuewu's hair with a comb and introduced with a smile: "I learned this from my old master."

"Magic City was very popular at that time. I heard it started from foreign magazines, and it was called Pompidou."

"French hairstyle?"

Li Xuewu didn't know what Pompidou's hairstyle was like, but he knew who Pompidou was.

This is a French girl, the lover of Louis XV.

What? You don’t know who Louis XV is?

You know Louis XIII, after all, readers who often go to nightclubs and sing Singer K have all drank. Louis XIII’s son is the grandfather of Louis XV.

"Then we don't know. I know this is what the master taught me."

After Li Xuewu took out his gun, the barber didn't look at the doll playing with the gun anymore, and he became more active in chatting with Li Xuewu.

Li Shu became much bolder around her parents. She didn't know what the thing in her hand was for.

But that didn't stop her from knocking to hear the sound. Under the nervous eyes of those in the waiting area, the doll was holding a pistol and clicking on the floor.

Just say, should this child be punished?

Li Xuewu was chatting with two barbers, but Li Shu wasn't afraid and Gu Ning stopped talking.

In more than ten minutes, she had it sorted.

"You can tie it up with a hairpin or a hair tie when you are working. It is more comfortable to leave it loose at ordinary times."

The barber smiled and made some suggestions, then went to serve the next person in order.

Gu Ning stood in front of the mirror and straightened her hair, then bent down and hugged Li Shu and sat on the stool.

After gay men get a haircut, they usually wash it again and blow it with a hair dryer.

For lesbians, most of the time, after a haircut is finished, the hairdresser blow-dries it with a blower.

Because lesbians have longer hair, it is not easy for hair stubble to stick to their bodies.

After Li Xuewu finished trimming his hair, he went to wash his hair, and when he came back and had the barber help him blow dry it, Gu Ning's eyes lit up.

Changing your hairstyle is like changing your personality.
To be continued...