大了在城里上学,在家乡理发的日子就很难得。记得小时理发,出了家门顺着一条“L”形小路,走百米远就望见一块红布迎风飘着,布上挑着一个斗大“李”字,这就是李记理发店了。一间矮小的土墙房站在临街的路上,里面的设备相当简陋,但这却是一个充满欢乐的小世界。理发的穷哥们挤在一条长凳上,等着理发(那时理发叫除旧),掌刀的李秃头则扬着锋快的刀子,给老人刮 When you go to school in the city, it is very difficult to get a haircut in your hometown. I remember the hour of haircuts, and went out of the house down an “L”-shaped path. When I walked 100 meters away, I saw a red cloth floating in the wind. The cloth was carrying a big “Li” word. This was Li Ji’s barber shop. A dwarf earthen walled house stood on the street, the equipment inside was quite simple, but it was a small world filled with joy. The barbarians of the haircut crowded on a bench and waited for a haircut (the haircut was called old at that time). The bald-headed bald head raised a sharp knife to shave the old man.