I swallowed and killed gods in a strange world

Chapter 129 Years Ago
The layout of a barber shop is mostly the same.

There are three full-length mirrors hanging on the left and right walls of the house. The layout of the shop is small, and it can only provide haircuts for six people at the same time.

The Chinese New Year is generally a busy time for barbershops.

Seeing that the store was full of people waiting for a haircut, Makino paused for a moment and thought about waiting for another time to get a haircut.

It's just that the uniform on Makino's body and the epaulettes on his shoulders are really eye-catching. The moment the door of the barber shop opened, everyone inside stood up at the same time they saw Makino.

Looking at the dozens of eyes staring at him, Makino smiled shyly: "There are so many people, I will come again next time."

After talking, Makino turned around and prepared to leave.

"Eh, eh, eh."

"Is it Vice Minister Mu?" A soft male voice came from the barbershop.

Hearing the sound, Makino turned his head and looked over, a young man with big blond hair with sideways bangs hurried out from the counter in the store.

"It's really Vice Minister Mu." The young man with yellow hair clapped his hands, and the smile on his face couldn't be restrained, and he walked quickly towards Muye.

"Are you the boss?" Makino couldn't help but stop when he saw the yellow-haired young man's hairstyle that looked like a "family funeral".

"Yes, yes, the little Huang Bingfa is the owner of the rhubarb barber shop." The young man with yellow hair said in a coquettish manner.

small?

Mu Ye frowned, seeing Huang Bingfa nodding and bowing, he said calmly, "You don't need to do this, you have two arms and two legs."

"Just treat me as an ordinary guest."

"Uh, hahaha. Minister Mu, you're joking." Huang Bing was stunned for a moment, and became more enthusiastic about what he said, even removing the adverb of vice minister.

"Minister, are you here for a haircut?" Huang Bingfa then asked.

"Well, my hair is a bit long, and I'm thinking of coming here for a haircut during the Chinese New Year." Makino said truthfully, looking up at the crowds of people waiting for a haircut, he said: "Your business is so prosperous, I'm afraid I'll have to wait until next time .”

"No need, no need." Huang Bingfa pointed to a poster pasted in front of the half-person-high wooden counter.

"Washing, cutting and blowing costs 30, and the military guard department is free."

"This small business of ours relies on the guards of the Ministry of Security and the soldiers who defend the territory to live in peace."

"The guards of the security department and the retired soldiers have never had to line up." Huang Bingfa walked towards Mu Ye and shouted inside while talking: "Xiaohong! There are guests!"

Under Huang Bingfa's shouts, a girl with bright red hair and fried hair came out of the back room behind the counter with a swaddling baby in her arms.

Judging by her appearance and skin, this girl is estimated to be around 18 years old.

Huang Bingfa's age is estimated to be only around 20.

Such combinations can be seen everywhere in the Federation.

"Xiaohong, this is the head pastor of the security department, you take him to wash his hair first." Huang Bingfa walked in front of Xiaohong and took the swaddle in her arms, gently shook the baby in the swaddle and turned his head Said to Mu Ye: "Our husband and wife are the best skilled in this store, now we have time to show off to Minister Mu, haha."

Makino nodded, and walked through the crowd with some graciousness. At the same time, he nodded from time to time to signal to those who looked at him and said nothing.

Following Xiaohong into the shampoo room, Makino lay down on the shampoo bed under Xiaohong's guidance.

Testing the water temperature with one hand, Xiao Hong, who was wearing a big red afro, asked softly, "Minister, is this your first haircut at our house?"

"Yeah." Makino looked at the ceiling covered by the sky-blue wallpaper and said, "I was passing by today and wanted to come in and get a haircut."

"There have been a lot of guards here, and you are the biggest official." Xiaohong tested the water temperature, pointed the nozzle at Makino's hair and continued chatting, "The minister will be 22 years old next year."

"Ah."

About forty degrees of warm water slightly higher than body temperature poured on Makino's head, making him close his eyes involuntarily.

"Don't you have to be assigned forcibly at the age of 22?" Xiaohong was a little surprised: "I heard that the minister is still single, did you not find a match?"

"Ah, this matter." Makino was stunned for a moment.

He knew that barbers in barbershops would often chat with customers, as if they were the same no matter where they were.

But Makino, who asked this kind of core question, didn't know how to answer it.

After thinking about it, a figure instantly appeared in his mind: "Probably there is one."

"Oh?" Xiaohong looked curious, but instead of continuing to ask, she said regretfully: "If there is no match, I still want to introduce you to one or two."

"My little sisters compete with each other."

"I don't know who is so lucky to be your minister's wife."

"Where is such a blessing." Makino looked confused, and asked after a little thought: "What about you, I think you all have children."

"It's been six months." Xiao Hong sighed while putting shampoo on Makino, "It used to be said that I was starving to death."

"Now, this little boy is a gold seller."

"Milk powder money, paper diapers, big and small are all money."

Hearing Xiaohong's complaint, Makino couldn't help but smile.

Although the tone was quite resentful, he didn't see a trace of dissatisfaction on Xiao Hong's face at all, only the kind of happiness that couldn't be concealed.

The skills of Huang Bingfa and his wife are indeed very good, and they are much more dedicated than the barber shop technicians in the dump garden community.

It took about an hour for Makino to finish his haircut.

Although Huang Bingfa insisted on refusing to accept the money, Mu Ye still kept the 30 yuan in a place where Huang Bingfa could not see it.

After all, in a day or two, he would no longer be a guard of the Nanjiang City Guard Department.

I glanced at my watch, it was three forty in the afternoon.

After thinking about it for a while, Makino decided to solve the house problem tomorrow. After turning around, Makino walked quickly to Qianda Square.

With sweet thoughts in mind, Makino wandered around the mall until after seven o'clock in the evening before coming out.

Holding the gift he bought in his hand, he took a taxi in front of the square and went straight back to the community.

As soon as you enter the Tandou Garden community, you will be greeted by bursts of loud square dance music.

The change that happened outside the city yesterday did not affect the lives of the residents in the city at all. It has been a while since the last time the strange fog came, and the lives of the residents have gradually returned to normal.

Looking around at the scattered balconies of the residential buildings in the community, Makino nodded his head and thought about the things he needed to buy for the last New Year in Nanjiang City.

"Xiaoye!?" Suddenly a thin female voice came from Makino's side.

"Grandma Wang?" Makino looked surprised, looking at Grandma Wang who was supported by Chen Hao under the street lamp.

"It's been a while since I saw you." Grandma Wang said with a hint of complaint in her tone, she looked at Mu Ye who was approaching, her eyes stayed on Mu Ye's epaulets: "They are all deputy ministers, don't you? Do you know us old ladies and old men?"

"What are you talking about." Makino scratched his head with a smirk, "I just joined the security department recently, so I can't keep up with things."

"Hey. That's right." Grandma Wang glanced at her granddaughter who was bowing her head, and said regretfully, "I knew from the beginning that your child must be limitless, and your Grandma Wang never misses people."

"Luck, luck." Makino waved his hand to change the subject, "Are you out for a walk at night?"

"Hmph." Grandma Wang seemed to be troubled, squinting at Chen Hao, who was bowing her head, and then she folded her hands and did not speak.

Seeing this, Makino was stunned for a moment, and immediately began to think about how to escape.

"Wang Ping and I are getting married." Chen Hao suddenly raised his head with a soft voice.

"Good thing, good thing." Mu Ye smiled, and looked at Wang Ping who was not far away with a bag in his hand: "Remember to send me an invitation card when the time comes, and I'll give you a big red envelope."

"Thank you." Chen Hao bit his lip and whispered.

"Huh?" Muye didn't feel that he had any credit for this matter. Seeing that Chen seemed to be sincerely thanking him, Muye couldn't help but comforted, "This is the result of your persistence."

"It was all my prejudice before."

(End of this chapter)