Did the barber convey it?

Dad He has shaved his head for decades and is a famous barber. Unfortunately, there are fewer and fewer people in the village, including many who have gone to work. Many heads have moved to the mountains, and many heads have been buried. Calculate, the more difficult it is to make a living. He said he needed at least 900 heads to ensure his basic income. This is not the head with red hair or green hair. Dad He didn't want to follow the fashion, saying that young people should dye their hair in colorful colors. Dogs are not like dogs and cats are not like cats, but they are still individuals. It's not that he won't die, but that he won't. What the master didn't teach him, he will never do it. As a result, many young people took a look at the shop and found that they couldn't bake oil and dye their hair here, let alone do negative ions and explosions, so they went to town. His father's business is getting colder every day. When I went to see him for a haircut, I searched several rooms and found him sleeping on a bamboo bed. I know about his miniature dragon crescent moon blade. One is Guan Gong's drag knife: the back of the knife is scraped behind the customer's neck for a long time, which makes people enjoy it. The second is Zhang Fei's drumming: a bunch of flowers pop up at the back of the customer's neck, which also makes the customer particularly comfortable. What's more, exploring the sea is absolutely not to be missed: the tip of the knife is carefully scratched in the customer's ear nest, as if there is nothing. If it is at arm's length, it can not only clean hair and remove dirt, but also make people feel itchy and refreshing. The whole ear is suddenly fresh and open, and the whole face and body are affected by it, attracting winds from all directions. When the qi pulse runs through and the essence and blood surge, the user sneezes and spits out turbid qi in the internal organs when the razor is calmly retracted.

Master He swallows the moon with a dragon in his hand, reading countless people's heads, operating, closing knives, qing dao and throwing knives, all of which are coordinated by two or three fingers of the wrist, and produce dazzling flowers. The knife can be turned outwards at any angle and can deal with any complicated parts. Invincible up and down, left and right, invincible inside and outside. Sometimes it can even go into battle with its eyes closed, regardless of the corner of its eye. Sanming's father has only one hairstyle in his life, that is, shaving his head. Every time it is shaved by Master He, the inside is white and shiny, which is the most familiar, kind and loyal head under the knife for many years. Although I don't know a few words, Sanming's father is the best listener to recite poems. For a while, Sanming's father had not made a name for himself for a long time, and He's father counted the days and became suspicious. He climbed over two ridges to visit his old friend, and found him in bed for a long time, in poor health and dying.

He came home with tears in his eyes, took his clothes and shaved each other's heads, including all his unique skills. Sanming dad lay half-lying, and heaved a long sigh of comfort: It is better to be a thief and a son of a bitch. Brother, I've been grasping at mud and holding soil all my life, suffering from my feet, my hands and my stomach. Accompany you, that is, the skull has not suffered. My skull is still yours. Dad He said with tears: Don't worry, don't worry. With a smile on his bare face, he slowly closed his eyelids as if he were asleep.

Father He Zhangfei beat the drum again: the knife edge bounced on the bright scalp, and a string of flowers popped up, from strong to weak, and the lingering sound curled up, which was the last process. He saw Sanming's father's eyelids jump gently. That must be the last happiness of life.

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