Country Love: My stepmother, Yang Xiaoyan, told me to tone it down.

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Accountant Xu interrupted Xu Hui's recollection.

"I don't know, I didn't notice."

"Oh, I'll go ask about it later."

Accountant Xu understood.

Xu Hui drove back to the group and stopped at the village entrance to take a look at the container houses.

A girl is tidying things up inside.

"Yu Hong?"

Xu Hui recognized it at a glance.

"you are?"

Su Yuhong looked her up and down, but didn't recognize her.

However, he is quite handsome.

"I work for Shenhui Group."

"I know, it's a key enterprise in the county. By the way, how do you know my name?"

“I’ve seen you many times in front of your barbershop in town. The shop is called Yuhong Barbershop, so the name must be Yuhong.”

Xu Hui made it up.

"So that's the case."

"Are you here in Ivory Mountain to open a barbershop?"

Xu Hui asked curiously.

Her suitcase was full of hairdressing tools, a hair curler, hair clips, shampoo, and the like.

"Yes, I'm planning to move here."

Su Yuhong nodded.

"Isn't business better in town?"

Xu Hui was puzzled.

The town is the center of all the villages in Songshan Town, and its traffic is much stronger than that of Xiangyashan.

Also, shouldn't a barbershop in Xiangyashan be located on the main street?

How come it's on the edge of the village?

"I won't say anymore, it's not good to say too much."

Su Yuhong shook her head.

This time, it was Chang Gui who arranged it.

Changgui's name implies keeping a mistress in a golden house. Opening a shop on the main street of the village makes him feel uncomfortable, especially since it's too close to the Big Foot Supermarket.

When she came to Xiangyashan, Changgui told her to talk to strangers as little as possible.

"Why don't you leave?"

Su Yuhong felt a little embarrassed seeing Xu Hui standing to the side.

"Are you all ready? I'd like to get a haircut!"

Xu Hui's hair is a bit long.

"Wait a minute, I'll put the mirror on, and that'll be fine!"

Su Yuhong wanted to put the mirror up on the wall.

"what!"

suddenly.

Her hand slipped.

The girl was still small; a mirror weighed tens or even hundreds of kilograms.

"careful!"

Xu Hui didn't reach for the mirror; instead, he caught her as she was about to fall.

this moment.

Su Yuhong fell into Xu Hui's arms.

Their eyes met.

Sparks of love are ignited.

Snapped……

The mirror fell to the ground and shattered.

"Is everything okay?"

Xu Hui let go of her and then realized that her hand had been cut by the mirror.

A stream of blood flowed down her finger and onto the ground.

"Stop it quickly!"

Xu Hui took her hand and tied several loops above her veins with the bag-tying rope.

From the moment she let go of the mirror until Xu Hui helped tie the vein, she didn't say a word.

Instead, she gazed at the gentle and considerate man with adoration.

"Hey, Tianlai, are you at the clinic? Yes, deliver some bandages and anti-inflammatory medicine. Don't deliver to the group, deliver to the west end of the village. There are a few container houses over there. Walk straight along the east-west main street, and you'll see them at the end."

Xu Hui said on the phone.

"Alright, the doctor will be here soon. Just apply some medicine yourself. I'm leaving now."

Xu Hui got up and left.

"Thank you."

Xu Hui got into the car and left, and Su Yuhong finally came to her senses.

Look at the rope in her hand, tied with a bow, it's very pretty.

Su Yuhong gently stroked it and smiled shyly.

Xu Hui returned to the group's office.

Yang Xiaoyan is calculating reports.

"Come on, take a break! Try the milk I made for you."

Xu Hui was in a good mood after meeting Su Yuhong.

She's in Ivory Mountain, saving me the trouble of going to town myself.

Not a moment.

Yang Xiaoyan stretched and finally finished her work.

"Did they kindly make me milk? Did they do something wrong? Tell me the truth."

She questioned him as if he were a judge.

"No."

"Dare to say you don't?"

Yang Xiaoyan sniffed and then pressed her nose against Xu Huiyi's clothes.

"You smell nice."

"Are you a dog? How can you smell that?"

Xu Hui was surprised.

"Let me guess who it is."

Yang Xiaoyan acted mysteriously, and she usually used all sorts of cosmetics.

He is a perfume expert.

"It's not Yan Dongdong."

"It's not Chen Yannan."

"It's not Xiangxiu."

"It's not Wang Xiaomeng."

"It's not Liu Ying."

"It's not Xie Dajiao."

"not me."

Yang Xiaoyan frowned slightly.