Jiang Xia squatted down in front of Jiang Gu and began to reason with her, "Xiao Gu, I know you don't want to cut your hair. You're scared when you see Mother holding scissors, right?"
Jiang Gu nodded fervently. That was her hair, after all. She had never cut it since she could remember, and now it had grown to the length of her buttocks. It hadn't been easy to grow it this long, and now to have it cut with a single snip by her mother—who would be happy about that?
Jiang Xia explained gently, "Second Sister knows you don't want to cut your hair. Mother and I are also reluctant to cut it, but your hair now has lice, and we must deal with it."
Jiang Gu felt aggrieved. "Second Sister, what exactly are lice?"
"Lice are tiny insects that nibble on your scalp," Jiang Xia explained. "Tell me, does your head often feel very itchy, to the point where you constantly want to scratch, but it doesn't help?"
