Back to the 80s, I was a military wife and was pampered by a tough guy with a pure heart.

Once she had this idea, no matter how strange it seemed, Ye Ying immediately decided to go to the hair salon to get a new hairstyle when she went back later.

The capacity of the backpack was limited, and Ye Ying didn't plan to buy too many things, so she bought some so-called specialties and some food, and prepared to get her hair done.

While walking back, I passed by a store selling plasters and some trauma medicine.

It has traditional Chinese characters printed on it and is produced in the port area next door.

Ye Ying wanted to walk over directly, but by some strange mistake she turned back.

She hesitated, but finally bought a few boxes and stuffed them into her bag.

Ji Lianqi and Ye Ning have been training physically all year round, so they should have some injuries and muscle soreness.

Not only that, she also found that Ji Lianqi seemed to often suffer from some large and small skin injuries, and these medicines should be useful.

As for muscle soreness, unfortunately there is no fascia gun at this time, so I can only try these plasters.

The reason why she hesitated was actually because of the unpleasant quarrel with Ji Lianqi about Zhou Lingling.

But she thought about it carefully and decided that one code equals one code. Even if she bought it back and didn't give it out in the end, Ye Ning could still use it.

When leaving this store, Ye Ying found a hair salon in a small alley after taking a lot of detours.

The owner of the hair salon is a middle-aged woman with exaggeratedly curly hair. She holds a cigarette between her fingertips and is puffing away inside.

When Ye Ying outside the door saw this scene, she subconsciously wanted to leave.

But when I thought that I had been looking for a long time and couldn't find a hair salon, I thought I might as well just make do.

When the proprietress of the hair salon saw Ye Ying push the door open and come in, she glanced at her several times, then glanced at the clock on the wall: "You must be Xiaofang."

"What Xiaofang?" Ye Ying was stunned.

"Ah, aren't you?" The landlady seemed to know that she had recognized the wrong person, and hurriedly came over and patted the seat: "You are here to do hair, right? Come on, come on, sit down!"

Before Ye Ying understood the situation, she was pushed onto the chair by the hair salon proprietress.

"Yes, I'm here to do hair."

"Oh! I'm just telling you!" The proprietress breathed a sigh of relief and muttered in a low voice: "I'm just saying, how can anyone in this business be so fat?"

"What?" Ye Ying didn't fully hear the second half of the sentence, but she could vaguely hear something like "he's so fat."

"Nothing, nothing." The landlady waved her hand with a smile, put out the cigarette in her hand, walked behind Ye Ying, and touched her hair.

"Sister, what kind of hairstyle do you want to have? This hairstyle of yours makes you look too old. How about I give you a good-looking one?"

The accent of the owner of the hair salon sounded like she was from the north, not a local.

"Um..." Ye Ying looked around the store through the mirror, feeling a little cramped and wanting to leave.

"How about I come back next time? I suddenly don't want to do it anymore."

"Why?" Finally, a big enemy came along. How could the landlady let her go?

Suddenly she pushed Ye Ying back on the chair, "Oh, sister hasn't opened the store yet today, so you can make one here and help open the store!"

"I guarantee you'll be satisfied! Look, isn't this hairstyle on my sister's head pretty?"

Ye Ying glanced at the boss's wife's hairstyle in the mirror with her head full of black lines, her eyes darkened, she almost saw too much breasts.

It was okay if she didn't say it, but once she said it, she didn't want to do it even more.

With the boss lady’s aesthetics, what kind of beautiful hairstyles can you make here?

If the proprietress doesn't have a "side job", the store may not be able to continue opening, Ye Ying thought.

"Well, after thinking about it, I'd better come back another day." She still insisted on leaving.

"Oh, old girl, just make one!" The landlady pushed Ye Ying back into the chair and said with a pitiful look:

"The business in the store has been slow recently. You see, I still have two children to raise, so you can help me! If you are not satisfied with the hairstyle, I will give you a discount!"

Seeing that she was very pitiful, Ye Ying agreed.

But she didn't want to have the same hairstyle as the boss's wife.

"Okay, let's do it here. But I won't do this on your head."

"Ah, okay! Can you take a look at that?" The landlady pointed at a poster on the wall.

"This is a celebrity, how about I give you the same hair style as hers? The same style as the celebrity!"

Ye Ying followed the landlady's hand and found that she didn't know the so-called celebrity, but her hairstyle looked okay and in line with her 21st century aesthetics.

"...Okay, let's do the same thing as her."

"Okay! Just wait a moment while I prepare the potion!"

Ye Ying just watched the proprietress rummaging through the hair salon for a long time before she found a bottle of potion specially used for hair styling.

She couldn't help but wonder if there was really no business here.

The proprietress had just started washing Ye Ying's hair when three men with short hair suddenly walked in from outside the door.

When the three men came in, the proprietress immediately left Ye Ying behind and greeted them neatly.

"Here? You guys wait inside for a while, no one has arrived yet!"

Although the voice of the landlady was low, Ye Ying could still hear it.

It seems that those three men should be regular visitors here.

Ye Ying always felt that this scene seemed familiar. Could this place be a den for some kind of transaction?

She saw it on TV!

I heard that this kind of trading is very rampant at this time. Although the crackdown period has not yet passed, there are still many bold "committing crimes against the wind".

When Ye Ying thought of this possibility, she suddenly felt that even the shampoo bed she was lying on was dirty.

After taking the three men to the second floor and greeting them, the landlady came back in a hurry.

"Sister, I kept you waiting for so long, those three are my cousins! I just greeted them, I'm sorry!"

cousin?

Ye Ying didn't quite believe it and just wanted to get her hair done and leave as soon as possible.

"Come on! Let's continue!"

After the proprietress dried Ye Ying's hair, she began to apply liquid medicine on her.

Perhaps because she was too tired these past few days, Ye Ying dozed off in a daze.

At this moment, another woman walked in from outside, suddenly waking up Ye Ying.

This woman was wearing a goose-yellow tight skirt, and she looked different from a normal person at first glance.

"Sister Mei, I am Xiaofang."

It turns out that the real owner is here.

Maybe the time they made an appointment coincided with his arrival, so he mistakenly recognized her as Xiaofang.

"You are Xiaofang! You are finally here, I have been waiting for you for a long time!"

The proprietress quickly put down the tools in her hands, and then glanced at Ye Ying, "Old girl, wait a moment! This is my cousin, I'll take him over first! Wait a minute!"

Ye Ying frowned: "Okay... you go ahead."

The landlady hurriedly took Xiaofang behind the door curtain.

Ye Ying looked at the door curtain, thoughtfully. It seemed that she could still hear voices inside, but she couldn't make out clearly what was said.

The landlady asked in a low voice: "Sister, where are the others? Why are you here alone?"