Strict Wife Of The '70s Manages The Household-Chapter 875

Lin Lan picked the cloth and looked at Qiu Dongmei’s hair, asking curiously “Comrade, where did you perm your hair?” Lin Lan thought it would be okay to perm her hair during the New Year to show off.

Qiu Dongmei curled her lips. Although the other party was the Director’s wife, she was looked down upon by everyone before. Now, it seemed like even she couldn’t help but be awed and feel respect towards her workmanship.

She said, “My hair can’t be permed anywhere. You can’t perm it like this even if you spend money.”

Lin Lan smiled, “You permed it yourself, right? I’ll try it later when I get home.”

Qiu Dongmei sneered and pulled the fabric with a rustling sound, a little impatient.

Han Qingsong was looking at some small farm tools on the other end, thinking about which tools at home needed to be repaired. There was an old shovel that didn’t work, so he had to replace it with a new shovel head.

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At this time, he heard Lin Lan asking about perming her hair, so he strode over and naturally held the cloth that Lin Lan bought, “Don’t perm your hair.”

Lin Lan, “Why?” Short hair looks good after perming. It would be a little change up for something new.

Han Qingsong, “It’s ugly.”

Lin Lan, “…” Third Brother, what’s wrong with you? In the past, you would just say that it didn’t look good at most, but why are you so sharp today? She looked back at Qiu Dongmei embarrassedly. Sure enough, the salesperson was now looking so angry that her curly hair was flying all over.

Lin Lan quickly pulled Han Qingsong away and touched up her hair, “It’s actually pretty good.”

Han Qingsong, “You look good even without a perm.”

Wang Huijuan and the others who didn’t have their hair permed were all trying to hold back their laughter. Some people even looked at Qiu Dongmei, who was so angry that her face turned red and her neck became thickened with veins.

Lin Lan quickly bought the things and let Han Qingsong take them. She pulled him out of the Supply and Marketing Cooperative. If they stayed any longer, the salesperson who had her hair permed would probably start to cry.

Han Qingsong put the things in the basket on the right side of the back seat and Lin Lan got on from the left side.

Han Qingsong, “Don’t perm your hair, it won’t look good. If you think it’s plain, just grow it longer.”

Lin Lan, “…You have the final say, let’s go then,” She urged him to go to the Slaughter Team to buy some pork and offal.

When they returned home from the Supply and Marketing Cooperative, Dawang and Erwang were tending to the corn in the yard while Sanwang and Xiaowang were playing with their Eldest Brother’s slingshot.

Dawang put a bowl for them and asked his Second Brother to throw the corn kernels into it from a distance. Whoever put more kernels into the bowl wins.

Sanwang was naughty, but even when playing with the slingshot, he was going to lose. How could he afford to lose to his youngest brother and ruin his reputation?

When Xiaowang was shooting, Sanwang started to act funny. He flapped his arms, lowered his head and started to jump around, “Little frog, I am a little frog, quack quack quack~~”

When Xiaowang aimed to shoot and saw his brother’s mouth opening and closing, he felt that the sight was extremely funny especially paired with his bald head, “Hahaha.”

As soon as he laughed, his aim was off.