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Soon Han Jimei discovered how outrageous her brain was.

Of course Chu Kuang wouldn't write that kind of satirical plot for the sake of satire.

[There are two most precious things in this not rich family, one is the gold watch handed down from three generations of Mr. A, and the other is Della's hair.If a rich and beautiful woman lives in an apartment opposite the patio, Mrs. A will hang her hair outside the window to dry one day, dwarfing that lady’s jewelry and gifts.If a rich man had piled up all his wealth in the basement, Mr. A would take out his gold watch every time he passed there, so that he would blow his eyes with jealousy.

This is a very special way of expression.

Because Blue Star does not have the accent of English-Chinese translation, Han Jimei felt that after seeing this kind of textual expression for the first time, he felt a strong sense of interest.

Okay, Han Jimei already knows that Mrs. A is going to sell her hair.

This is a difficult decision, because it is Mrs. A's favorite and proud of.

[Her beautiful hair is scattered around her body, like a small black waterfall, rushing and shining.

Her hair dangled under her knees, as if spreading her clothes.

She quickly combed her hair nervously.

She hesitated for a while, then stood still, with a tear or two splashed on the shabby red carpet.

The more the text describes how beautiful Mrs. A’s hair is,

The more Han Jimei could realize the sadness and bitterness of this woman.

But this woman finally sold her once proud hair and successfully exchanged for 20 yuan.

The gift she bought was a white strap, worth twenty-three yuan, which was a huge harvest after half an hour of bargaining with her boss.

Taking the eight cents left on her back home, Mrs. A was delighted.

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[Mr.'s watch is luxurious, but because only an old leather belt is used instead of the bracelet, he sometimes just glances at it secretly.

Back home, she looked in the mirror repeatedly.

With short hair and bandages, she looks like a schoolboy skipping class.

She only started to worry.

Will your husband be angry?

Will you scold me badly?

After all, he has praised his hair countless times. Without long hair, is he still so beautiful in his heart?

She hesitated, worried.

Seeing this, Han Jimei couldn't help but feel sorry for this woman.

If there is a Tang Dynasty in this world, Han Jimei will definitely think of the saying that "poor and lowly couples are sad", and then worry about it.

However, what should come will always come.

The story is still from Mrs. A's perspective:

[The door opened, and her husband walked in and closed the door casually.He is very thin and very serious.Poor man, he is only twenty-two years old-he has taken the burden of the family!He also needs a new coat, not even gloves.

She really loves her husband.

It is not that Chu Kuang has been using words to describe how sincere her love is, but the many emotions that can be seen through the details between the lines.

Will the husband be angry?

Han Jimei was a little afraid to look down, but in the end she continued to watch:

["Have you cut your hair?" Mr. asked laboriously, as if he hadn't figured out this obvious fact after racking his brains.

Is this angry?

Han Jimei, like Mrs. A, is curious about Mr. Yu’s psychology at this moment. She doesn’t know if the next moment will be a big slap over——

The scumbag would do this!

If so, she would not read Chu Kuang's novels easily in the future.

["Not only did I cut it, but also sold it." Mrs. A asked: "Anyway, do you still like me the same? Although I have no hair, I am still me, am I not?"]

She was cautious to a little humble.

At this time, the story has come to an end.

Han Jimei couldn't figure out how this story would end until she saw the following text:

[Mr. took out a bag of things from his coat pocket and threw it on the table.

"Don't have any misunderstandings with me, dear." He said, "Whether it's hair cutting, face repair, or washing hair, my love for my girl will never decrease. But as long as you open the bag, you will You will understand why you made me stunned just now."

White fingers tore open the rope and wrapping paper quickly.Then came a cry of ecstasy; then, oops!The tears and wailing that suddenly turned into feminine nervousness immediately required the owner of the apartment to do everything possible to comfort her.

It's a comb!

What the husband took out before him was the comb in his hair——

A full set of combs, for the temples and for the back, everything you need;

It was originally in a shop window on the busiest street far away from the apartment. Mrs. A had been longing for something for a long time, but it was too expensive.

This is made of pure tortoiseshell!Beautiful hairbrush with jewels on the side!

Come to match Mrs. A's lost hair, the color is really no longer suitable.

The lady knew that this comb was very valuable, and she had been fascinated for a long time, but she never had any hope of possessing it.It was hers now, but the hair wearing these long-awaited ornaments was gone.

"..."

Han Jimei opened her mouth wide.

She could not describe her mood at the moment.

However, the text truthfully restores Mrs. A’s mood with details: [She held this comb in her arms, and after a long time, she lifted her misty eyes and said with a smile to her husband: "My hair is very long. fast!"

Then Mrs. A took out the watch strap.

She looked at her husband expectantly and said: "Is it beautiful, Jim? I only found it when I traveled all over the city. Now you have to look at your watch hundreds of times every day. Give me your watch and I will see if it matches It looks like on the watch."]

Han Jimei smiled.

Although Mrs. A sold her hair, the husband was not angry, but sighed that the comb had temporarily lost its usefulness.

that's nice.

The ending of the story is really full of beautiful images, making people almost can't help wanting to fall in love, even though Han Jimei is a married woman.

Take a sip of tea.

Han Jimei looked at the last paragraph. She thought it would be a summary paragraph. Short stories like to conclude at the end.

Like "This is a beautiful love" or something?

Seeing the next passage, the tea in her mouth was almost sprayed onto the magazine:

[Mr. did not follow her instructions.

He just fell on the couch with his hands resting on his head and laughed: "We put the Christmas gifts aside and kept them for the time being. They are so good. It's a pity to use them now-I sold the gold watch and replaced it. To buy your hair comb."]

The story came to an abrupt end.

At this moment, Han Jimi was stunned.