Qiao Yingzi’s extra story: Encounter

Author: Uncle Sanwa

Qiao Yingzi’s extra story: Encounter

My name is Qiao Yingzi. I have a father who is not very reliable, and a mother who is very strong and controlling.

I originally had a happy family, but six years ago, when I was in junior high school, my father and my mother divorced.

Although my mother told me at the time that it was because my father had another woman that he did not want their mother and daughter, I still felt that my father could not stand the restraint of my mother, so he wanted to escape from the house.

The reason why I think so is that this family seems to be upside down like most families.

It's like those texts in elementary school. When describing dad, it's like father's love is like a mountain, but when describing mom, it's like mother's love is like water.

Although most of the time, dad is in most families, this father's love is often as immovable as a mountain.

It seems that after a busy day, most fathers enjoy mother's service as a matter of course. When they have free time, they will tease their children.

For this reason, children are not particularly meticulous when taking care of them. There is also a rumor that when there is no danger, dad is the biggest danger.

But no matter what, a responsible father is out there protecting the family from wind and rain, just like a warrior, fighting for the family.

Of course, there are also some harmonious families, such as the parents of my little Fanghou. His father is the lubricant of the family, mediating the small conflicts between Fanghou and his mother.

At the beginning, my father worked hard for the family. When he returned home, he and his mother took care of the family's life.

I just don’t know when it started, probably after the family got rich. My father is like the legend, men become bad when they get rich. He probably just thinks that he is a big boss after all, and there are many people outside who rely on him.

Of course there are many people who respect and admire him in his life, but every time he comes home, he will be taught like a grandson by his mother.

At the beginning, all Dad could endure was the tenderness of the woman outside and the strong tigress back home. The originally sweet and warm family life seemed a little uncomfortable.

Finally, one day six years ago, my father and mother got into an argument because they said my father had cheated on me.

My mother couldn't bear it anymore and she quarreled with him, but my father didn't explain at all and took this opportunity to get divorced.

When my father left, he seemed to have forgotten me and didn't even ask for my opinion. Later, when he was going through the divorce procedures, he remembered me.

Because of this, when my father asked me if I wanted to live with him, I decisively refused.

On the one hand, it's because after my father left, my mother was so pitiful that she was all alone. On the other hand, it's also because I have been accustomed to my mother's care since I was a child.

Of course, another reason is that I often hear adults say that after a stepmother, there will be a stepfather. I am worried that my father will be like when he left, unknowingly forgetting me in the corner.

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Time flies by, and it has been six years since my father and mother divorced without knowing it.

As I have grown up slowly over the years, it seems that I have gradually come to understand my father's mood at that time. From the beginning, I enjoyed my mother's care, but later I always thought about when my mother would leave me alone and make me feel more relaxed.

I have also thought about being rebellious, but every time I prepare to do something rebellious, I always consider that my mother and I have been dependent on each other for so many years, and I can't bear to make her sad.

So, time and time again, because of my love for my mother, I forced myself not to do anything rebellious, and my mood became worse and worse.

During the summer vacation of my second year in high school, I saw other kids going out to play, but I studied every minute and every second according to my mother's instructions. Even going out to play was on time, just like a break in prison.

For a moment, I felt like a robot, everything was done according to instructions, and I couldn't make any step by myself.

Once such a mistake occurs, my mother, who used to be a teacher, will talk to me like a close sister.

When I was young, my mother's trick was very useful. After all, I couldn't find any reason to refute, and my mother didn't hit people like Fang Hou'er's mother. I thought it was good for my mother to do this.

But gradually I discovered that the result of every heart-to-heart talk was that I had to do as she said. No matter what reasons I had, my mother had thousands of excuses waiting for her in the morning. If I didn’t want to argue with her, then I had to do it.

Compromise is the only way to compromise.

When I was in elementary school, she would tell me that the food outside is unhealthy and that your resistance is too low now. You can eat it when you enter junior high school.

When I entered junior high school, she told me that I could wait until I entered high school. However, I was about to enter my senior year of high school, and I had never eaten a bite of fried dough sticks from the street, let alone traveled alone with my friends.

I seem to have seen that in my future life, whether it is college or work, I will never be able to escape my mother's control.

I went to cram school that day and while I was waiting for my mother downstairs, I suddenly felt very irritable. Even my beloved hair felt like it was in the way. I was thinking about getting a bald head.

It's not that I have any special interest in bald heads, it's just that I couldn't find any other way to be rebellious, so I wanted to try it with my own hair.

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I did what I wanted to do, and I quickly arrived at the barber shop near the cram school. When I opened the door and entered, I unexpectedly saw the salted fish in the class.

He even got his haircut here. Is this where his home is?

At this moment, I felt like I had been caught doing something bad and wanted to escape.

But I thought in my heart, since I want to shave my head, I will be discovered sooner or later, so why should I escape?

It's just that I always feel ashamed when my classmates see me with my bald head!

So, I just pushed the door handle, but I refused to step forward.

However, it was impossible for her to back down at this time, because at this moment, the lady who was doing the shampoo at the barber shop said to me very enthusiastically, "Little sister, do you want a haircut? Do you know a stylist?"

After this young lady reminded me, everyone in the barber shop looked over, including the salty fish in my class.

When Xianyu saw me, he was stunned for a moment, probably because he didn't expect to meet me here. He even waved to me, but didn't speak to me.

At this time, I had no choice but to bravely walk into the shop. After saying hello to the salted fish, I said to the lady who was doing the shampoo, "No, any hairdresser will do."

After hearing what I said, the lady who was washing my hair said politely, "Then come over and wash your hair first."

After I washed my hair obediently, my sister arranged for me to sit in a position, which happened to be next to the salted fish. A hairdresser came over soon.

The barber first looked at my long hair, stretched out his hand to touch the hair, and then asked politely, "Little girl, what kind of hairstyle do you want?"

I looked at Xianyu who was getting a haircut next to me, bit my lip, and then made up my mind and said, "I want a bald head."

As soon as I finished speaking, the barber who gave Xianyu a haircut seemed to be startled and his hands shook.

The hair on one side of the salted fish happened to be slipped slightly, exposing the scalp underneath.

Xianyu saw this scene through the rearview mirror and exclaimed, "She wanted to shave her head, not me. Why did you cut me so hard?"

The barber quickly apologized from Xianyu and said a little embarrassedly, "It's my fault. Today's order is free. I apologize to you."

I looked at the obvious piece of hair missing from Xianyu's head, and thought that Xianyu would definitely argue with him. After all, many students in the class were like this, especially those headed by Ji Yangyang, whose heads could be cut off.

You can bleed, but your hair can't be messed up.

But what I didn't expect was that Xianyu looked at his hair and said casually, "Then help me smooth out both sides and leave the hair on top, so that the idiot in my class can

Look, girl, how ugly the bald head is!"

The barber seemed to understand what Wang Yue meant, and he didn't actually give Wang Yue a bald head. Instead, he carefully styled it, and it looked pretty good.

While he was doing the styling, he also said to the barber next to me, "Xiao Zhang, you can't listen to the little girl. If she wants to have her hair shaved, let her mother come over."

Xiao Zhang was originally in a dilemma. After hearing what the barber said, he immediately said, "Brother Chao is right, little girl, you can't take care of your bald head casually. It will take a long time to grow."

I was hesitant at first. Although I wanted to be rebellious, I also didn’t want to become the laughing stock of the class. Taking this opportunity, I should have taken advantage of the situation.

But when I saw Xianyu's half-smiling expression, I subconsciously said with some embarrassment, "Wang Yue, it's all your fault for being so nosy."

The salted fish didn't care at all after hearing my scolding, and said calmly, "If you're in a bad mood, just find a chance to vent, but you can't ruin other people's hairdressers' jobs."

After hearing what Wang Yue said, I was very dissatisfied and said, "They just gave me a haircut, why did they ruin their jobs?"

Wang Yue rolled his eyes at me and said with disdain, "Who doesn't know that your mother is famous for her stubbornness? If you don't follow her wishes on anything, she will definitely make a fuss. Do you think if these two people

A buddy gave you a bald head, will your mother come and make trouble after you go back?"

After hearing what Wang Yue said, the two barbers nodded and said, "That's right, little girl, you can't cheat us on this matter."

"Yes, little girl, there are many ways to vent your anger, such as finding a sandbag and beating it twice."

I listened to what a few people were chatting about and felt a little annoyed, so I just asked the barber to blow dry my hair, trim it a little, and then hurried home.

After returning home, my mother saw the change in my hair and immediately asked, "Why did you think of getting a haircut? Wasn't it me who urged you to get a haircut in the past? Who did you go with?"

Looking at my mother's vigilant look, I knew that she was overthinking and was afraid that I would become friends with others. I don't know why, but the figure of that salted fish appeared in my mind.

In the next few days, the salted fish remained the same as before, and he didn't tell other classmates that I wanted to go bald, which made me have a good impression of him.

Time flies quickly, and the make-up time is almost over. The day of the swearing-in ceremony for the beginning of the school is coming soon. Everyone is very tired, and they are all thinking of finding something to cope with this event, and go home quickly. After all, they have made up for the two weeks of lessons.

Already.

What people didn't expect was that Ji Yangyang actually drove a sports car to the school. Not only did he have a conflict with the security guard, he also almost hit the salted fish.

Seeing this scene, I quickly ran here with other students. Because it was a bit far away, when I arrived, there were already many people gathered here.

As expected, Fang Hou was watching the excitement and was not afraid of trouble. When he saw Ji Yangyang's luxury car, he decisively went to take pictures.

Of course Ji Yangyang wanted to stop Fang Yifan from taking pictures. When the two of them were chasing each other, Fang Yifan casually threw his backpack towards Fang Yifan.

But Ji Yangyang didn't expect Fang Yifan to move and dodge quickly, and the backpack hit Huang Zhitao.

You must know that Huang Zhitao is Fang Yifan's goddess. Seeing this scene, how could Fang Yifan bear it? Then, as expected, the two of them had a conflict.

When the two were wrestling on the ground, Fang Hou handed me the phone in his hand, and I subconsciously took it. I originally tried to dissuade the two of them, but I couldn't move as fast as them and couldn't get my hands on him.

At this moment, Wang Yue's voice was suddenly heard saying, "Are you here to break up the fight, or are you with Fang Yifan?"

I was shocked when I heard this. I didn't understand why Wang Yue said that. I still trusted him very much, so I quickly said, "Wang Yue, please pull them away quickly. Don't let them fight anymore. Teacher
To be continued...