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Shaving master

I call my old house and the place where I once lived my hometown. My childhood and adolescence were all spent in the old house. In those distant memories, in those lush years, you can't hide from the barber.

Shaving one's head is my hometown dialect, and it's called haircut in Mandarin. Shaving your head sounds a bit rude, but why is it called shaving your head? Actually, I don't know. All I know is that there is a saying that shaving is hot. This is a vivid metaphor, which shows that there has been such a name before.

The shaving rod was originally operated by hand. The whole shape is like scissors. The front end is two rows of parallel overlapping comb teeth with two handles, and a spring is connected between the two handles. Squeeze the two handles with both hands, and the spring makes the two comb teeth stagger and cut the hair.

I shaved my head at home when I was a child. There was a barber shop on the street at that time, but it didn't look cheap at home. Speaking of getting a haircut at home, it's not your own home. He's a barber. That is, the door-to-door barber. And not just my family, but the whole group, even a certain area of the village. Come once a month, or three times in February, and there is a fixed number in a year. The annual package is only tens of dollars. There is no fixed date, so there is no need to say hello in advance. The time is arranged by the barber. For example, if you are busy in agriculture, or have something at home, or are unhappy, the interval will be longer, but you will come anyway. If this happens, the villagers will say: barber, I haven't been here for a long time. When the children saw it, they shouted, "Here comes the little barber and shaved his head."

That's what we all call the barber in charge of our area. Actually, there are two. One of them is from the neighboring team and is older. Shaving your head and hands is heavier. Some people don't like it. This young barber is relatively young, estimated to be around thirty at that time. Medium build, thin, big eyes, love to laugh and have a lot of mouths. He probably has all the qualities of a craftsman's personality.

Cooked, and then directly save the word master, call him little bald. However, you still have to call the master in front of adults.

Every time I come, it must be in the morning. If your family is used to getting up late, if he comes, he will call outside. You should know that the owner's house belongs to the neighboring village. If you come here, you must climb a modest mountain, climb a long barren slope and cross Ganggang block. Only when we get to Ganggang can we reach our village. I wonder how early Master got up.

Craftsmen are probably very diligent, which is called the early bird catches the worm. In the era of slash-and-burn cultivation, craftsmen will never go hungry in rural areas.

The barber has breakfast in our house. Where to eat, also take turns. For example, last time I ate at my neighbor's house next door, this time I ate at my house.

What to eat is generally not very particular. But mom will definitely cook fresh rice. Even if there was fresh rice last night, it was impolite to give it to the chef. In our eyes, the host is the guest. Greeting guests requires basic etiquette. Parents will call their children: pour the host a cup of tea. In addition, a dish that is often added is stewed eggs. Beat an egg in a bowl, scoop rice soup and mix well. Put it next to the rice cooker. When the rice is ready, the eggs will be steamed.

Don't burn the dishes when they are served. You must start with a wet cloth gasket and take several bowls of vegetables out of the pot. If the conditions are good, or the mood is empty, the host takes out the wine and drinks two cups with the host. Steaming, delicious home cooking, coupled with the cordial and relaxed atmosphere of eating with guests, is really a long time.

Master is always happy-go-lucky, humble and easy-going. From the 1970s to the early 1990s, craftsmen who went to the countryside were generally like this.

Not to mention how elaborate the craftsmanship is, the attitude of the master is commendable. I shaved my head as a joke. On a cool morning, a long wooden bench with four legs was brought and placed under the eaves at the entrance of the main house. The master sat down and put on a white cloth. Master either shaves his head with a pole or combs it twice while cutting. After cutting, your washbasin scoops hot water from the stove, washes your hair, or shaves. When the whole thing is finished, the host will say something auspicious and beautiful. Especially the last haircut at the end of the year, called the first year of shaving, will definitely say this time. Say "good health" to the elders, say "can learn and want to be together!" Smile when you talk, and smile when you listen.

As we grow up, the time is wrong, or the barber cuts the same hairstyle every time a little too much and the style is old-fashioned. Sometimes we go to the shop on the street for a haircut. In the end, only old people like his father were cut off by him. The situation in the whole village is similar, and the shaving business at home is decreasing year by year. Later, everyone went to the streets for a reason. I don't know when I never saw the little barber again.

However, the scene of the barber shaving our hair at that time was so kind; Those simple years are unforgettable.