Sun Yingying smiled, no wonder my father had been here for eight years and his clothes were a little worn, but his body was very clean, with no strange smell, no lice or anything else.

"Bai Yixiu, who are the people who are locked in this northwest farm?" Sun Yingying asked in a low voice. His father and He Yunqiang are both senior engineers in confidential scientific research units. What about the others?

Bai Yixiu lowered his voice and whispered: "I looked carefully, and I also chatted with Uncle Sun and Uncle He. From this, I learned that some of the here are high-level officials like Uncle Sun, and the other is high-ranking officials and senior generals.

Although we have to work here, there is absolutely no beating or insulting personality. In addition, although the supplies here are limited, none of them starve to death. If you get sick, you will be rushed to the county town or even the city for treatment."

Sun Yingying was quite surprised when she heard this, "This is equivalent to a high-standard labor camp!"

Bai Yixiu nodded, "Yes, the guards here are very polite to these things, there is no beating or scolding, but some people cannot bear the gap, are not firm in their minds, are depressed, and cannot see hope, so something will happen.

Like your father, he will never be unable to think about it with the news about you and your sister."

Sun Yingying breathed a sigh of relief, "Then I won't worry."

At this time, Sun Lanlan stared at her sister with wide eyes, Bai Yixiu, and listened carefully.

Although she can't say a whole sentence yet, she knows everything.

She knew that dad was safe here and there was no danger, so that was enough.

Sun Yingying wrote the recipe for braised pork head meat and handed it to Bai Yixiu, asking Bai Yixiu to send it to Master Yu, and borrowed a pair of scissors by the way.

Master Yu got the recipe for braised pork head meat that Bai Yixiu gave him, and was very happy. He lent the new scissors to Bai Yixiu without hesitation.

Bai Yixiu took it back, and Sun Yingying had already cut the snakeskin pocket and could be used as a barrier later.

Sun Yingying took out the fader and the shaved razor, and found a stone outside as a whetstone, which was sharpened brightly.

Sun Chenghai and He Yunqiang came soon.

It was very cold outside, so hurry up to the stove and start baking your hair, otherwise the hair will freeze in a while.

Sun Chenghai's hair is softer, less, and it dries faster.

Seeing that the light in the house was very dark and it was not suitable for cutting hair, Sun Yingying moved the bench and said to her father: "Dad, let's go to the eaves to cut hair. The light in the house is too dark, and I'm afraid I can't cut it well!"

Sun Chenghai thought for a while, "But it's very cold outside, it will freeze your hands!"

Sun Yingying smiled and shook her head, "It's just a matter of a while, I won't start to freeze."

When Sun Chenghai saw his daughter say this, he felt that the room was dark and inappropriate. "Okay, let's hurry up. I don't ask for any hairstyle or hairstyle. Just be shorter and more comfortable!"

Sun Yingying placed the stool under the eaves. At this time, the wind was not strong, so the snow in the sky just fell on the ground and did not shave under the eaves.

Sun Chenghai sat down, and Sun Yingying surrounded his father's body with a small clip.

Sun Yingying first cut these long hairs with scissors, then used a small fader to push the back of her head and sideburns on the back of her ears, pushing them shortly.
Chapter completed!