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Chapter 1964 lice and hair

Because Han Yi just came back, and the car was exhausted and needed to rest. Therefore, after dinner, Han Yi and Yang Feixue went back to the house to rest. They were sleeping together with the quilt. At present, it seems impossible. Xiao Wuyi, Yuan Mudan, and Yang Feixue all firmly opposed it, so Han Yi didn't even think about it. After all, Yang Feixue just became a mother, and Han Yi didn't accompany her much, so of course she had to accompany them first.

Han Yi and Yang Feixue first accompanied Han Jiazhi on the bed for a long time, and they were only taken away by the wet nurse after Han Jiazhi was hungry.

Although Han Jiaji was taken away, Yang Feixue firmly refused Han Yi's request to hand in her homework. She hoped Han Yi would take a break early. After all, Han Yi had just returned and her body must be very tired.

Han Yi was indeed a little tired. This was not a high-speed rail or a plane or a horse riding. He didn't force him to hold Yang Feixue and fell asleep quickly.

After all, it’s still comfortable at home. I slept very well this time, but because I slept early, I woke up early.

After getting up, Han Yi ran to the kitchen to make breakfast for Han Xuanpin and Han Rui.

"Good dad!"

"Good dad!"

When he came to the living room with breakfast, Han Rui and Han Xuanpin were already dressed neatly and sat in the living room waiting for breakfast to serve.

When Han Xuanpin saw Han Yi, he immediately said excitedly: "Is this the breakfast made by Dad? I haven't tasted Dad's crafts for a long time!"

Han Rui said caringly: "Dad, you just came back, why don't you sleep for a while?"

When Han Yi heard this, he felt warm in his heart, as if he felt that there was nothing in this world worth worrying about, and said, "Cooking breakfast for you is the best rest."

While speaking, he handed them breakfast.

Han Xuanpin said excitedly: "Sister, it is our favorite pancake fruit."

Han Yi sat down and said, "Eat slowly, after eating, my daddy will send you to school."

Han Xuanpin said: "Dad, don't bother, my sister and I will go on the carriage by ourselves."

Han Rui nodded as well.

Han Yi said: "When did Dad say it would be a problem to send you to school?"

Han Xuanpin said, "But the child has grown up."

In fact, the three years in Meicun were of great help to Han Xuanpin and Han Rui. To a certain extent, they learned to take care of themselves, rather than being spoiled like other young men, who had food to open their mouths and clothes to reach out.

"Where are you growing up?" Han Yi was stunned for a moment, a trace of guilt and regret appeared in his heart, and nodded and said, "Okay, okay, since you have grown up, then Dad won't give it to you. By the way, the New Year is coming soon, and you should also take the exam."

"Um."

Han Rui nodded.

Han Yi smiled and said, "I won't ask Rui'er anymore. My father can figure out that Rui'er is definitely the first place in the exam. I just want to know which place you are going to take this time."

Han Xuanpin said: "Dad, please don't worry, the top ten children should be able to enter."

Han Yi smiled and said, "You are really ambitious!"

Han Xuanpin laughed loudly.

Han Yi said again: "If you have grades, Dad has never valued it very much. Dad hopes that you have ideals, dreams, and work hard for your dreams. Only in this way can you live a fun life."

"The boy knows."

Han Xuanpin and Han Rui said in unison.

After breakfast, the two of them carried small schoolbags and rode to school in a carriage.

After they left, Xiao Wuyi, Yuan Mudan and Yang Feixue came to the living room.

"Where are Xuanpin and the others going to study?"

Xiao Wuyi asked.

Han Yi nodded and said, "The breakfast is ready!" As he said that, he ordered the servants to deliver the breakfast.

"Are you all asked for leave today?" Han Yi said with anticipation.

Xiao Wuyi said: "Why?"

Han Yi said: "I just came back. Shouldn't you be with me at home?"

Xiao Wuyi said: "When the lockdown is approaching this year, our Women's Federation Bureau has to deal with many things. Yesterday we had already asked for a day off and we must go today."

Yuan Mudan said: "So too."

Needless to say, Yuan Mudan is now a lot of things and can’t even get busy. The influence of the Women’s Federation is increasing day by day and affairs have become cumbersome. Xiao Wuyi cannot ask for leave at any time like before.

Han Yi said depressedly: "Aren't you you? You're doing this to me?"

Xiao Wuyi said, "Feixue is at home!"

Yuan Mudan said: "The New Year is coming soon, and we can take a few more days off at that time."

Yang Feixue said: "Han Yi, you can go to Beixiang and see Xiaopang and the others!"

Han Yi hurriedly said, "Don't worry, I'll be at home with you and Chi'er today."

Yang Feixue smiled and said, "I can go with you."

"ah?"

Han Yi was stunned.

Xiao Wuyi smiled and said, "When you were not here, Feixue often took Ji'er to play with Xiao Xiaopang."

Han Yi's eyes lit up and he said expectantly: "This is possible."

After eating Xiao Wuyi and Yuan Mudan, they took a carriage and went out.

Shortly after they left, Han Yi and Yang Feixue took Han Jiachi to North Lane in a carriage.

"Wow! Am I dazzled?"

Han Yi sat in the carriage, took his eyes back from the window, rubbed his eyes a few times, and looked shocked.

Yang Feixue was very curious and asked hurriedly: "What's the matter?"

Han Yi pointed out the window and said in a daze: "I... Why do I see the pedestrians outside, many of whom have short hair? Where are their buns?"

Yang Feixue was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Don't you know yet?"

Han Yi said: "What do you know?"

Yang Feixue said: "This summer, Chang'an craftsmen started a haircutting exercise."

“Hair cutting exercise?”

Damn! Could it be that the Qing Dynasty came from? Han Yi exclaimed: "What...what does it mean?"

Yang Feixue explained: "This is the thing. In this summer, all the craftsmen in the Zhang family's workshop were stained with lice, which made the craftsmen unable to concentrate on their work and produced many defective products. Not only did the Zhang family lose hundreds of coins in one month, but the Zhang family's reputation also suffered losses. In the end, the great talent could only call on the craftsmen to cut all the craftsmen into bald heads, so that they could eliminate lice. In fact, other workshops have always had similar situations, but they are not as serious as the Zhang family. However, since the Zhang family's craftsmen cut their hair, many craftsmen have cut their hair one after another."

Han Yi said in surprise: "Why is this?"

In his knowledge, the ancients attached great importance to hair buns and could not be willing to lose them.

Yang Feixue said: "I don't know very well, but I heard from Sister Mudan that this is because hair growth and hair binding have many inconveniences for craftsmen working in the workshop, especially in summer. Craftsmen have to work every day. This is sweaty, and it is easy to use water to rinse their bodies, but the hair is difficult to wash, and after washing, it will not be able to do it for a while.

But if they don’t wash it, it will be very smelly. It doesn’t matter if they work in the farmland. It won’t affect others anyway. However, in the workshop, everyone lives together every day. If it is too smelly, it will attract people to be excluded. In addition, before, the first thing students from the Military Academy did to get their hair cut. Everyone has seen many people with short hair, so the workers also started to get their hair cut. I heard from Sister Wuyi that there is another specialty in haircutting in Chang'an City.”

Han Yi frowned and said, "Didn't this cause public opinion?"

Yang Feixue said: "At the beginning, there was no such thing as the lice, and craftsmen could not cut their hair. But later, more and more craftsmen were cutting their hair. They were not all because of lice. There were also special haircuts in the market, which aroused great public opinion. Many people criticized these phenomena, but the more they criticized, the more craftsmen were cutting their hair."

Han Yi said curiously: "Why is this?"

When will this craftsman dare to go against the scholar? Although he was looking forward to this moment, the time is obviously not yet ripe, and the power of the craftsman is not enough to compete with the scholar.

Yang Feixue said: "This is because when craftsmen were infected with lice, they were excluded by many people. Many children of the gentry and scholars asked craftsmen to strictly prohibit craftsmen from entering the restaurants in Deyuelou, and even when everyone saw craftsmen coming, they left one after another. It is precisely because of this that craftsmen were determined to cut their hair. But now the lice have been eliminated, and these scholars have come out to criticize them again, which makes them feel very wronged and angry, which has triggered that haircutting movement. Now almost all craftsmen in Chang'an have cut their hair short, and even some businessmen and female workers."

Han Yi asked, "Did the court not care?"

Yang Feixue said: "Why don't you care? The people were very quarreling at that time. Scholars criticized the craftsmen for destroying the traditional filial piety of the Central Plains in the daily newspapers every day. Officials were also very dissatisfied with this. However, the hair belonged to the craftsmen. People also had to cut their hair even if they became monks. The law did not say that the people could cut their hair. Therefore, the government did not allow haircut shops to be opened in the market, and wanted to warn the workers.

But then the parents and wives of the workers stood up and took the initiative to help their sons and husbands cut their hair. They also went to the Women's Federation Bureau to explain to their husbands and sons that they all knew the troubles caused by the raising and tying their hair to their sons and their husbands, so they were very considerate. Scholars and the court criticized filial piety, but their parents were willing, so their reasons were untenable. Later, those scholars began to promote and regarded those who cut their hair as barbarians. Now there are still people scolding them, but the craftsmen don't care about them. Moreover, I heard that among the craftsmen, those who do not cut their hair were excluded by the workers. Until now, craftsmen who are unwilling to cut their hair have also cut their hair short."

Han Yi was stunned for a while and then said, "I didn't expect such a thing happened. Fortunately, I was not here at that time. Otherwise, those scholars would point the finger at me again. It would be terrible to think about it!"

Yang Feixue smiled and said, "Sister Wuyi also mentioned this issue at that time, but Sister Wuyi thought that if you were there, it would definitely make those scholars look good."

Han Yi waved his hand and said, "Don't listen to her nonsense. If I want to be there, things will become more complicated. It's not a question of whether to cut your hair or not."
Chapter completed!
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