Reborn 1980 turns over and becomes Bai Fumei

Wu Peiqi was stunned and looked at him with wide eyes.

"...Wipe it like this, wipe it fast like this, it's noon, it's time to go home for lunch." Zhao Lijun withdrew his hand in embarrassment, making excuses for his behavior.

"Oh." After Wu Peiqi was stunned, she began to brush her hair carelessly.

While she was wiping her hair, Zhao Lijun went to pay the money.

The barber looked back at Wu Peiqi, and specially gave him two extra packs of shampoo.

He smiled and said to Wu Peiqi: "Sister, short hair grows fast, and I have to get my hair trimmed. Remember to come to me."

"Okay, definitely!"

After coming out of the barber shop, Wu Peiqi felt refreshed and relaxed a lot.

She flicked her half-dry hair with her hands, smelled the smell of shampoo residue, and asked Zhao Lijun, "Do you think I look like a tomboy?"

Zhao Lijun stared at her seriously for a while before answering: "Like, not like. People who don't know you or who don't know you may recognize you when they see your back, but I can still recognize you at a glance. "

In his eyes, Wu Peiqi is not only not like a tomboy, but also a little more playful and cute.

"Let's go, go home, eat more at noon, and try to gain weight while growing taller."

"Go! Go back and scare Auntie!"

As Wu Peiqi expected, Wang Xianglian was taken aback.

When they got home, Wang Xianglian was cooking in the kitchen.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, she glanced back, only seeing Zhao Lijun and the short black head behind Zhao Lijun.

She immediately thought that Zhao Lijun had brought his classmates back again, so she greeted immediately before the dishes were cooked, "Come on, go and sit down, the dishes will be ready soon."

After she took out the dishes and turned around to go to the restaurant, she saw clearly who the little head with short black hair was, and her eyes widened immediately.

"You you...you? Why are you, no, why did you cut your hair like this?"

Wu Peiqi smiled and turned her head left and right to show off her hairstyle, "Does it look good? Auntie, I think it looks pretty. The weather will be hot soon, so it's refreshing and easy to take care of."

Wang Xianglian recovered from the surprise, and while putting the dishes on the table, she continued to look at Wu Peiqi's new hairstyle with her mouth curled.

"What's so interesting," she muttered, "It's too short, like a man. If you want to cut it short, just cut it into a student's head. Why is it so short?"

"Auntie, you are stereotyped. Who said that girls must have long hair, and boys must have straight hair?"

Zhao Lijun nodded approvingly, expressing agreement, "Pei Qi is right, we should not easily judge others with our personal cognition."

"What kind of cliché are you talking about? I don't understand! When you eat, you can use the bowls and chopsticks to scoop porridge. If you don't eat, you can do whatever you like. Don't bother me here."

Zhao Lijun and Wu Peiqi smiled at each other, walked silently to the kitchen one after the other, took the bowls and chopsticks out to serve porridge and drink.

For lunch today, I ate fried pork belly with cucumber skin, plus a plate of salted fish that I had eaten for two days. They are all good dishes for porridge.

Wu Peiqi finished a bowl of porridge in a short while, and went to serve the second bowl.

Seeing her delicious food, Zhao Lijun thought for a while, and said to Wang Xianglian: "Mom, Pei Qi is gaining weight recently, you can make some nutritious food for her."

"Grow a body? Girls who are both old and young, it's time to get married and have a baby. What kind of body do you have?"

Speaking of this, Wu Peiqi excitedly shared her joy and said: "Auntie, I have grown taller! Really, if you don't believe me, let's stand up and compare."

"I won't compare with you. It's no surprise that you grow taller. You are like a starving ghost every day. You eat one bowl and scoop another bowl."

Wu Peiqi smiled instead of being annoyed, took out two yuan from her pocket, and pushed it in front of Wang Xianglian, "Auntie, I will pay for food every month from now on. I don't earn much this month, so I will pay two yuan first. When I earn money, I will pay you more."

Looking at the money on the table, Wang Xianglian didn't reach out to take it.

At this moment, Zhao Lijun said, "You don't need to pay for food."

Hearing this, Wang Xianglian immediately put the two yuan on the table into her pocket, and said: "Who said that there is no need to pay for food? She eats more than you. If you don't charge her for food, one How much will it cost per month?"

Zhao Lijun didn't refute, he just wanted to return the two yuan to Wu Peiqi himself.

After eating, tidying up the dishes and cleaning up, Zhao Lijun went back to his room to rest.

Wu Peiqi was fiddling with her nail polish and manicure tools on the coffee table in the living room, and Wang Xianglian, who was wiping the balcony glass with a rag, looked back at her frequently.

Sensing the gaze, Wu Peiqi looked up and asked, "Auntie, do you have anything to say to me?"

Wang Xianglian stood there silent for a moment, then went to sit next to her, and asked tentatively, "You can earn a lot of money by doing this now?"

"It's okay, not too much."

"It's better than selling stationery at a stall before, right? Otherwise, why don't you continue to sell stationery at a stall?"

"It's because I earn a little more than that, but it's not entirely because of this that I gave up setting up a street stall to sell stationery." The main reason is that she still loves the beauty and manicure industry, hoping to re-establish her own beauty industry.

Wang Xianglian nodded, and casually wiped the tea table with a rag, and then fell silent for a while, "Then you're making this now, won't the stationery be sold?"

"Of course, it's just started now, so it's not very busy. When I get busy later, I may not even have time to eat, and I don't have time to do other things."

"That's it...then you see, you don't set up a stall to sell stationery anyway, can you ask auntie to pick up your stall?" Wang Xianglian was a little embarrassed, "You see, auntie is always idle at home, she is really idle. , it’s better to go out and find something to do and make some money, isn’t it?”

It turned out that this is what she meant by asking so many questions, Wu Peiqi suddenly realized, and then frowned worriedly.

Everyone can set up a street stall, even if she is still selling stationery, she doesn't mind Wang Xianglian competing with her, but the current problem is that the fat woman and Hou Er have not solved the problem, and Wang Xianglian will probably suffer if she sets up a stall. To the fat woman to find fault and intimidate.

Thinking of this, she said tactfully: "It's better. If you are bored at home, go out and chat with someone. You cook three meals a day for us at home and take care of the hygiene at home. It's hard enough. Brother Lijun So filial, I definitely don’t want you to go out to work and suffer.”

She was doing it for Wang Xianglian's good, but Wang Xianglian misunderstood that she was stingy and refused to let herself make money, so she straightened her face, rubbed a rag to stand up, and continued to wipe the balcony glass.

After cleaning the glass, she passed in front of Wu Peiqi and muttered, "If you don't want to ask me to make money, just say it. What's the point of saying so many reasons!"

Wu Peiqi heard it clearly, but as if she hadn't heard it, she continued to do what she was doing.

Wang Xianglian was so angry that she threw the rag with a muffled sound.

After a while, she came out again with a broom to sweep the floor, specifically at Wu Peiqi's feet.

Zhao Lijun in the room heard the movement outside and came out to check the situation. He saw Wu Peiqi huddled on the sofa with her legs folded, and her own mother deliberately finding fault by sweeping the floor.

"Mom, I'll sweep." He walked over to take the broom from Wang Xianglian's hand, but Wang Xianglian gave her a hard look.

Helpless, he could only say to Wu Peiqi: "If you are free this afternoon, follow me to the school library."

"I plan to go out later and do some shopping."

"What to buy? I'll go with you."

"No, I'll just see if there are any suitable boxes for sale. If not, get some wood, buy some hardware, and come back and nail a small box."

In the future, there will only be more and more tools for her, all of which are packed in a cloth bag, and it is very inconvenient to find it, not to mention the jingle when walking.

She was going to get a case where she could keep nail polish and tools organized.

I just don't know if there is a box that suits her heart, if not, she can only find a way to make one herself.

Zhao Lijun: "Let's go, go now, I'll be with you."

Wu Peiqi knew that he was worried about his own safety, so after thinking about it, he didn't refuse.

But from Wang Xianglian's point of view, that's a completely different matter!

She put down the broom, sat down on the sofa, folded her hands and turned her face away, "I'm dizzy, I won't make dinner! You can eat wherever you like!"

Zhao Lijun didn't want Wang Xianglian to know about Hou Er, so he didn't explain and went to the entrance to change his shoes silently.