After crossing, start from the courtyard

Chapter 6
The dead-end alley in the east is also called "Moguaiwan Alley". At the end of the alley, there is a plaque that reads "Li's Haircut"

It’s better to come early than coincidence. As soon as Mr. Li saw off a guest, He Yu walked in. The whole room is about 10 square meters, and there is only room for an old-fashioned mirror and a chair. The extra space is reserved. A road, put some tools.

If it's a good day, there will be a long queue in the alley, all of which are for Mr. Li.

"Mr. Li, are you going to close the stall? I'm here at the wrong time?"

"Where, sit down quickly." Mr. Li dusted the brush, pulled off a clean cloth and put it on He Yu's neck.

"How to get to the hall?"

He Yu said, "Cut it shorter? How about a half set?"

After a few months, my beard started to clump, and my face was greasy enough. I had to clean myself up when I came here once.

"Row."

After a few words, Mr. Li started to get busy. His skillful technique makes you find no faults at all. He is indeed a local veteran craftsman.

"Mr. Li, how long have you been driving this?"

Mr. Li said while helping He Yu shave his beard, "It's been more than twenty years."

For more than [-] years, before He Yu was born, Mr. Li started his business here, and he has established himself for more than [-] years. As expected, there is a long queue of people who come here to get a haircut.

"Fortunately, I came by coincidence. Seeing how you want to close the stall, I thought it was a waste of time."

Mr. Li took off his glasses on his cheekbones, and his eyes became a line with a smile, "Old man, I'm not as energetic as I was when I was young. Don't wait for Brother Bugui. He said yesterday that he would come today. It’s almost closed and I don’t see you.”

Port expensive?He Yu heard that the name sounded familiar, so he asked a little more, "Is it Yan Pugui?"

"You know?"

He Yu was overjoyed, "Of course I know him, he is the third master of our courtyard! He usually reads a few words with a book in the courtyard, Zhihu, Zhihu."

"That's right! Brother Yan is a literati. Every time he gets a haircut at my place, he always chats with me a few words. Although I don't understand the old man, it sounds like a rhyme."

After posing for a while, Mr. Li lightly brushed off the excess hair scum, and he was done with a wave.

He Yu looked at himself in the mirror, obviously much younger than before, and his whole body was much more energetic.

"how much is it?"

"Five cents."

He Yu took out a dollar from his pocket and handed it up. Mr. Li counted the number and took out the extra fifty cents to return. He Yu smiled and said, "Mr. Li, half a set here is only fifty cents? One piece."

"My cost is low, take it well."

He Yu smiled, and put the remaining fifty cents into his pocket.

"You are busy first, and I will take care of your business another day."

After finishing speaking, He Yu opened the curtain, and a magnified face appeared in his eyes, which scared him so much that he almost bumped into the third master.

"Third Master, you are here."

"En." Greeting, the third master walked in.

As soon as He Yu came out of "Li's Haircut", he hummed a ditty and prepared to buy new clothes. He didn't walk very far when he saw a boy squatting in the corner of the road with a basket in his hand.

Take a closer look, isn't this a stickler from Qin Huairu's family?His sisters were nowhere to be seen.

He Yu approached quietly and called out, "Banggen, what are you doing? Xiaodang, where are Sophora and the others?"

The stick stem was already frowning, but was frightened by He Yu and bounced off the ground.

"Hey, Uncle Yu, why are you here?"

"You boy, I can't be here anymore? Why are you squatting here if you don't come home from school?"

If the stick doesn't say anything, it must be a guilty conscience.

He Yu pointed to the basket and asked, "What's in it?"

"It's nothing." BangGong said indifferently, protecting the basket with one hand.

"Are you sure you didn't do anything wrong?"

He Yu asked again, taking advantage of the stick's carelessness, he lifted the cloth on the basket, and saw that several eggs had been broken inside.

"Hey, that's it. The egg is broken, are you afraid of being beaten when you go home?"

"Uncle, don't tell my mom!" Bang Geng begged for mercy repeatedly, fearing that He Yu would go home and sue him.

When He Yu thought about it, he came up with a good way to get the best of both worlds, which can not only punish the third master, but also prevent the stick from being beaten.

"Your uncle and I are not that kind of person!" Then he took out the fifty cents he changed and gave it to Stick.

The little face that had been aggrieved just now burst into a smile, tightly clutching fifty cents in his hand, fifty cents can buy at least ten eggs!
"Thank you, Uncle!"

After saying Xie Banggen, he wanted to run away, but fortunately, He Yu stopped him quickly and explained, "The fifty cents is not for free! You have to do something for your uncle and me! If you have more, you can spend it yourself."

He Yu leaned in front of the stick and whispered a few words, which made the stick tremble with fright, "Ah? Uncle, isn't this a scam?"

"Shh, be quiet!"

Sticking back a little, he whispered, "Uncle, are you really doing this?"

"You kid has done a lot of bad things? If you don't do it, then you will give me my fifty cents back!"

Seeing Uncle Yu stretching out his hand, Stick hurriedly protected the fifty cents, and agreed, "Success."

He Yu calculated the time, and it was about the same as going to BangGong now.

When the third master came out of the barber shop, he didn't expect that He Yu hadn't left yet. Just as he was about to speak, He Yu yelled loudly, "Third master, you have a big rat under your feet!"

The third master was so frightened that he danced with hands and feet, stepped back and knocked the stick to the ground.

"Stick terrier?"

Seeing this, He Yu picked up the stick and asked if it was broken, and the stick said, "The person didn't break, I'm afraid the egg is broken."

At a glance, a dozen or so eggs were all broken.

"Third Master, this... all the eggs are broken..."

The third master lifted the cloth and saw that the egg whites had flowed into the basket, he hesitated and asked He Yu, "Xiao Yu, what were you yelling just now, it wasn't your yelling, can I knock down the stick?"

"Third Master, a mouse that was really that big just now ran past your feet." He Yu made gestures as he spoke.

"you…"

The third master wanted to say something more, but He Yu continued, "Didn't you break the egg of this stick, why did it fall on my head! Look, I didn't touch the stick, did I?"

"Bang, you are the person involved, tell me, did the third master bump into you?"

The stick nodded repeatedly.

"Look, how can the child lie? It's because of you that the eggs that Banggen just bought were broken!" Then He Yu winked and looked at Stickong, "Banggen, figure out how much it cost."

"Sixty cents!"

"Sixty cents, Third Master!"

Reluctantly, the third master took out sixty cents from his pocket, and He Yu took it before he could warm it up, and handed it to Bang Geng, "This counts as the third master buying your boy's eggs, and thank you, the third master! "

"Thank you, Third Master!"

He Yu was secretly happy to see how the third uncle looked so deflated, and looked at the egg whites left in the basket, what a pity.

"Third Master, let me help you find out if there are any good eggs. There must be a good one, and you can take it home."

The third master was so angry that he didn't say a word, He Yu took a peek at the third master and said, "Third master, none of them are good, and it won't work to take this broken egg back, so give it to me!"

He Yu took the broken egg and hurried away. When the third master reacted, He Yu had long since disappeared. He bought the egg, and if it was broken, it was also his.

(End of this chapter)