He took the milk up and said, "Mom, I know. I'll go up and coax her." Li Shuyuan couldn't help it when she saw this. She took a breath of exploration, and then went back to the house and took a bath. I washed my hair, so now I blow dry my hair and get ready to sleep. As a result, she was startled to see her hair. How could it be so serious? Why does her hair have white hair? No wonder ancient people said they would worry about white hair. This is true. His white hair is already obvious. Although there are not many, only one white hair, but for women, or women of this age, seeing their hair white, where can they stand, their faces have changed. She was in a hurry and didn't know what to do, so she had to hide her hair.
She was afraid of seeing the white hair. Jiang Daying came in and saw her doing her hair very hard. It was a little scary. She grabbed her hand and asked her, "what's the matter with you? What's the matter with your hair? Why did you provoke you with your hair?" Lishuyuan felt that the recent pressure was too great, and there was nothing satisfactory. Otherwise, how could she worry about graying her hair. So she cried bitterly: "I just thought of the recent special discomfort, nothing satisfactory, you see I have white hair, you see your son provoked me again."
Hearing this, Jiang Daying looked at her hair. "Fortunately, there is only one hair. Don't be too nervous. Otherwise, I'll get some bleachers to help you whiten it." Lishuyuan heard that these were bad for her hair, and she didn't need to get these, so she didn't want to, "just help me grow this hair. Don't pull it out. I heard that pulling out one hair will grow three hairs. I already have white hair now. If I grow several more, I'll be in disgrace."