Squeak,

Fang Mu, who had not yet entered the house, shouted loudly: "Grandma, I'm hungry~"

"Why did you come back so early today?"

Grandma with bibs, she stuck her head out of the kitchen in surprise and asked.

Fang Mu recalled Lin Yan's teaching process and was really embarrassed to confess, "Well, I'm almost done, so I'm back."

After saying that, he threw his schoolbag onto the sofa in the living room and headed straight to the bathroom.

Because the zipper of the schoolbag was not tightly pulled before, the homework was scattered all over the floor.

"This kid has no time to be quiet."

After grandma carefully wiped her hands with her bib, she picked up the scattered homework, "Is there really any trace of writing?"

The obvious creases in the math homework shocked my grandmother.

"Is my youngest son promising?"

"Just write a page..."

Grandma sighed softly.

The original sense of surprise also disappeared instantly.

Two simple dishes, one meat and one vegetable.

Fang Mu, who was busy showing off his food, did not notice his grandmother's worried gaze at all.

"I'm stuffed."

"Slowly, youngest son, grandma has a few words to say to you." grandma suddenly shouted.

Fang Mu was a little surprised and sat back on his seat.

"Grandma, what's the matter?"

"Uh-huh……"

It can be seen that my grandmother was trying hard to speak, for fear of hurting Fang Mu's self-esteem. After all, there was a precedent for him to run away from home because of the two quarrels.

The reason was that Fang Mu had a big fight because he stole money to sweep the abyss. Fang Mu, who was angry, sweared at his grandmother for the first time.

Afterwards, he ignored the other party's tears and slammed the door and came out angrily.

It was not until 100 yuan spent to go home hungry.

Who knew that as soon as I entered the house, I did not receive the expected accusation and abuse.

But a bowl of hot powder...

Because of this, the parents who were working outside came back and beat Fang Mu up.

"It's okay, grandma, just say it."

Fang Mu comforted.

"Young man, can you study hard? Don't mess with those unrestrained kids anymore?" Grandma begged in a slightly humble tone.

I found that the other party was really listening to me carefully. Grandma seemed to be braver and continued, "Grandma is old and will die soon. Now you are working outside with your mother, so you don't study hard.

…”

After thinking about it, my grandmother swallowed the ugly words on her lips.

"In the future, write your homework well, don't just write one page. People are afraid of lying to yourself."

Looking at Fang Mu who was always silent, grandma felt a little unfamiliar.

Why did you suddenly become so obedient?!

You know, the other party pointed at his nose and yelled.

At this time, Fang Mu was seriously watching his grandmother. It turned out that someone had been caring about his growth. Why did he fall to that level in his dream?!

"Grandma, I promise you that I will change, and I will never let you down again."

Grandma looked happy and gently reached out and touched Fang Mu's head: "Grandma has always believed in my youngest son."

Looking at Fang Mu's extremely serious expression, grandma suddenly burst into laughter, and her wrinkles were blooming.

"Ha ha ha ha."

"Grandma, why are you laughing at?"

"It's nothing, it's just that you're losing some hair."

Fang Mu hurriedly got rid of the other party's dishonest hand on his head,

He said seriously: "I will be responsible for my life!"

Fang Mu, who was originally serious, was soon infected by his grandmother's smile, and the whole house turned into a sea of ​​joy.

Even my grandmother secretly recalled her heart.

When was the last time I was so happy with my grandson?

Maybe it was after Fang Mu's parents went out to work, there was no more...

After rehabilitating the relationship with my grandmother,

Fang Mu was in a very comfortable mood, but he looked at his hairstyle in the mirror, but he was so awkward.

Long hair can reflect brown gray under the sunlight,

The thick and exaggerated slanted bangs covered my right eye, the temples grew to the earlobe, and the tail continued to perfectly cover the back of my neck, making it extremely warm.

Except for the different colors, the entire shape is very similar to the Eight Gods in King of Fighters 97.

"How can this look like a good student?"

As he said that, Fang Mu subconsciously threw his slanted bangs and blew his mouth habitually.

The actions that I thought were so handsome were now so stupid.

"I can't stand it anymore!"

Fang Mu suddenly pushed open the bathroom door, "Grandma, I'm going out to get a haircut!"

"Come back early."

...

If evil is a gorgeous and cruel movement~

(Then justice is deep and helpless melancholy) ~

I will write its ending~

(Then I will light up the glimmer in the ashes) ~

...

"Brother Qiang, can you stop playing Zhou Zhou's songs? Isn't it okay to taste it slowly?"

Fang Mu pushed open the door of Qiangzi's shaped door at the entrance of the community and complained helplessly.

"You know nothing, if you don't listen to Zhou Zhou, who will you listen to?"

Brother Qiang, who had the same hairstyle as Fang Mu, confidently threw his bangs.

"I want to listen to the Three Kingdoms Love."

"I don't have to fall in love with you little brats! It's already 6 o'clock, what are you doing?"

“Hairdress.”

Regardless of Brother Qiang's protest, Fang Mu went straight into the bar and switched to Three Kingdoms Love in Kuwo player.

"I have to do it if I have a scissor repaired myself."

Brother Qiang protested.

Hairstyles like them need to be maintained frequently. One point more will be inferior, and one point less will be ugly. Therefore, a few younger brothers who are good at doing well often come to trim themselves.

"No, Brother Qiang, I'm going to change my hairstyle." Fang Mu said seriously.

"Stop it, Chen Haonan knows him. He has this hairstyle. Who are you changing to? Shan Ji? If you don't become a big brother, go and be a little brother."

The pheasant's roundness is obviously a supporting role.

Fang Mu, who had no direction at all, said, "Okay, then let's go to the head of the rooster."

"Brother, you're crazy. That's a round inch. Too bad, it's a labor reform! Who would shave this hairstyle for normal people?"

Brother Qiang couldn't bear to see a young man with great potential and change to such an inappropriate hairstyle.

Faced with Brother Qiang's advice, Fang Mu, who made up his mind, picked up the electric fader and pointed it at the top of his head. From the forehead to the back of his head, a spacious "road" gradually appeared in the buzzing sound.

"Damn it! You guys are really playing!"

Brother Qiang looked at the sides that seemed to be across the sea with heartache, and was extremely surprised.
To be continued...