"Shouldn't you buy me a few more clothes? It'd be best to have long sleeves, in case it rains when we visit your family. And, take me for a haircut this weekend... Are you listening?"
After dinner, while washing dishes in the kitchen, Qin Guanglin mumbled without hearing He Fang respond. Turning his head, he saw her engrossed in her phone and instantly felt displeased, "Comrade He, I'm lecturing here. Could you pay attention?"
"I heard you, I heard you. You don't need a haircut. Your hair looks good now."
"Let's go for a haircut this weekend. Half a month is just enough time for it to grow out a bit more naturally. Isn't that perfect? Otherwise, it'll get too long in another half month."
"You're acting like a nervous bride meeting her mother-in-law. Really necessary?" He Fang rolled her eyes, put down her phone, and reached out her hand, "Pass me the nail clippers."