Chapter 479: Chapter 479: A Little Girl Who Looks Like Her (1)_1 Chapter 479: Chapter 479: A Little Girl Who Looks Like Her (1)_1 There was nothing else, just a chair and a barber, not even a mirror.
When they arrived, someone was already getting their haircut. The master, a man in his forties or fifties, saw them coming and said with a smile while catching a break, âHere for a haircut? Itâll be quick. You can sit here for a while now, or you could take a walk nearby and come back in ten minutes.â
Ruan Jian/Guo responded, and since it was past three in the afternoon and the sun hadnât set yet, he parked the car in the cool shade of the barberâs place, had his wife and daughter sit in the car, and went to the grocery store next door to buy four bottles of soda to bring back.
The four of them sat in the car, drinking soda and waiting for the barber.
By the time they finished their drinks, the person in front of them was done with their haircut and had left after paying.
âWhoâs getting the haircut?â The barber shook the black cloth he had draped over himself to get rid of the hair clippings before coming over to ask.
His gaze finally rested on Ruan Jiaojiao.
He said with a hint of surprise, âThis little girl looks so familiar. Have I seen you somewhere before?â
He even walked around Ruan Jiaojiao twice as he said it.
âHahaha, how could that be? We havenât been out recently; you must be mistaken,â Ruan Jian/Guo laughed heartily, thinking the other person was just subtly complimenting his daughterâs good looks.
âThat canât be right. Iâve been cutting hair on this street for so many years; how could I be mistaken? I truly think she looks familiar.â The barber stroked his chin, lost in thought, but couldnât seem to remember.
Ruan Jian/Guo, hearing this, didnât mind and instead asked Ruan Jiaojiao to show the back of her head, explaining, âMy daughter fell a few days ago; the scab on the back of her head hasnât fallen off yet. We want to cut her hair into a boyâs style. Do you think you can do it without causing injury?â
âYou can rest assured, Iâm skilled at this; I absolutely wonât hurt your daughter.â The barber smiled, and while smiling, suddenly slapped his thigh and exclaimed, âI remember now!â
âJust some time ago, about a dozen days back, there was a little girl, pretty as a picture, just like your daughter. I havenât seen such a pretty little girl in the villages around here. She was in a shop ahead, not sure what she was buying, with her brother. They had just finished shopping and came out. I donât know whether it was a natural disaster or man-made calamity, but a flower vase from the house above fell, and her brother, walking in front of her, got struck by the vase right on top of his head. His head burst open on the spot, and he was smashed to death instantly. Oh, the blood, tsk tsk, it spilled everywhere. What a sin!â
âI donât know if that little girl was scared stiff or not, but she couldnât even cry and stood there like a wooden post, just standing there notâŠâ
âWhat, whatâs wrongâŠâ The barber, who was in the middle of speaking enthusiastically, saw the little girl in front of him who had just been drinking soda with a smile, turn ghastly pale in an instant. He was startled, and promptly swallowed the rest of his words.
âOkay, okay, why talk to us about this!â Ruan Jian/Guo, noticing Ruan Jiaojiaoâs face had turned white, thought she was scared by the barberâs gory description and scolded the barber, then quickly turned to comfort Ruan Jiaojiao, âJiaojiao, donât be scared, itâs all right, ah.â
Ruan Jiaojiaoâs hand holding the soda bottle was trembling. Based on the barberâs description, she was reminded of scenes she had witnessed, especially when her brother was killed in a car accident, blood everywhere, with that Ruan Jiaojiao who had occupied her body standing expressionlessly aside, coldly watching like an unfeeling wooden post.