C335 The Division of the Family

Zong Qingshan looked at his daughter, Fulai, with her short hair and felt a bit emotional. He had been worried about her hair for a long time, even recalling scenes from stories where heads were shaved. To him, and many of his generation, a shaved head often meant trouble or a lack of respectability. But aside from the hair, his daughter was fine and had explained it was her own doing