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Chapter 174 Good Afternoon Goddess

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    After the plum blossoms came out, it was a continuous high temperature of 389 degrees.

    After returning from Hangzhou, the yard was in a mess.  Most of the originally lush plants withered.

    The leaves of the hydrangeas that bloomed just right when I left were still green, but they curled up one by one, and fell to the ground when touched.  The leaves of the rose have also fallen a lot, and the half-bloomed flowers that withered due to high temperature and lack of water have become dried flowers.

    After pouring a lot of water, it took a few days to watch them slowly recover.

    There is only one pot of hydrangea that has never been alive, and the burnt leaves can only be picked off.  Picking and picking, I found that full buds have emerged from the branches, densely packed, fresh green, and the color of spring in late summer and early autumn.

    Two days later, a pot of roses with almost all leaves bloomed.  After careful identification, it was the most beautiful pot of the Swedish queen.

    After all this tossing, the flowers it bloomed are half smaller than before, and the flower shape is far less delicate and graceful than before.  Simple and straightforward, it is also a gesture of exhausting all efforts and striving to bloom.

    What is the meaning of comparison and judgment?

    What we see, no matter what kind of life or existence it is, is just an extremely tiny fragment of his entire experience.  The part that cannot be seen and experienced is the vast majority of reality.

    Speaking of hot weather.

    The hair is too long, there is no other way to do it except coil it up, so it's time to cut it.

    The barbershop I had been going to closed not long after the Chinese New Year. When I passed by that day, a man came out of a newly opened barbershop next door and greeted me warmly.  It turned out to be the teacher Tony who kept cutting my hair.

    I made an appointment to cut and iron, four and a half hours, reading a book and chatting is actually very fast.

    Speaking of the sudden closure of the previous store, Mr. Tony sighed a few words.  Years later, the lease of the store expired. Although everyone knew about it, his boss's attitude has always been unclear.  He was also worried, and advised customers who wanted to open the card to renew their fees years ago to be cautious, but he really didn't expect that closing the store would be a matter of overnight.

    ?Because of the epidemic and the soaring rent, the boss did have his own difficulties He didn't mean to blame too much, and said lightly that the new store opened in a month and a half.

    The hardships and hardships in the middle were not clearly explained in a few words.

    The guest sitting next door is a coach working in the gym, and he is also complaining about all kinds of difficulties.  In the cheerful background music in the store, those who bared their teeth and danced their claws were completely opposite emotions.

    Teacher Tony curled my hair, swept the floor, wiped the table, and put away the tools. These were all done by the aunt in the store. Obviously, in order to save costs, he is doing it himself now.

    However, in these few hours, except for the short-term frustration and helplessness when the store was closed, I didn't hear too many complaints from him.  Welcoming and sending off, just the right amount of enthusiasm and dedication.

    I couldn't help but think about it differently, and I thought I might not be able to do so well.

    After tossing the hair out, I couldn't help but turn on the selfie on the phone and made an expression.

    Usually, after the camera recognizes the face, it will immediately pop up with 'good afternoon goddess', 'little fairy', etc. Today is a bit different.

    After looking carefully, the sentence above my head is clearly, 'Good afternoon, God'.

    Teacher Tony must have placed special emotions and hopes in this hairstyle, I think so.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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