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Duan Qingqiu asked several girls to stretch out their hands, rub each other to share a little bit, and then said: "Okay, rub it away, you can use it on your face too."

"Is this... face cream?"

As the only one among the three who had used something similar to frost, Xiaoxia quickly reacted.

When Ning Xiaomei and Xiaohua heard this, they looked surprised and started to apply it hurriedly and clumsily.

They had only heard others mention it, and it was the first time they had used it since they were little. They felt it smelled so good and felt so comfortable. After applying it, their rough hands seemed to become much smoother immediately.

Xiaoxia's feelings are much richer. After all, comparison is harmful.

"Sister, this one is much easier to use than the one we bought before!"

"How do you say it?" Duan Qingqiu asked with a smile.

She also wants to hear feedback from others.

Although this level of production can be said to be child's play for her, not even a serious cosmeceutical, but since she plans to sell it, she still needs to listen to the experience of the local ancients.

"It's so delicate, it's... easy to spread, and it only takes a little bit to cover both hands and face. It doesn't feel greasy at all when it's applied to the face. It's like... it's like it's got into it, and it's been absorbed." It’s like my face has been eaten away, it’s amazing!”

Xiaodong originally didn't like to apply face cream, but seeing her second sister looking so happy, she couldn't help but come over and said, "Sister, I want to try it too."

Duan Qingqiu waved his hand and asked his brother to dig into the big jar.

Soon, Xiaodong's exclamation also came: "Huh? Why does it look like you haven't wiped it on? Oh, no, I still feel it... It's amazing. My hand was a little tingling, but it doesn't hurt anymore." Hey...well, it just smells so good, sister, how come it still smells so good even after you've wiped it off?"

Seeing his brother's shocked expression, Duan Qingqiu laughed: "Do you know why I didn't use it on you at first? The one I made is camellia hydrosol cream. It not only moisturizes and nourishes the skin, but also has a very long-lasting fragrance. It lasts for about six to eight years. An hour or so."

"Ah?" Xiaodong still has some baggage of being a man, and was dumbfounded when he heard this, "Then I have to bear this smell all day long?"

A Niuhan persuaded with a smile: "It's okay, it smells good."

"..."

No matter how nice it smells, it still smells like flowers, and he is a boy, a boy!

Duan Qingqiu originally wanted to do business with women when he got Camellia by accident, so he ignored his younger brother's hesitation and dissatisfaction.

It was getting late, so everyone packed up and went home.

Before leaving, Duan Qingqiu not only paid for the help, but also gave each person an extra jar of hydrosol cream.

Even if they don't know the goods, they know that this is a good thing and it won't be sold cheaply. Ning Xiaomei and the others were not willing to take it, but seeing Duan Qingqiu's serious face, they reluctantly accepted it and showed a happy smile.

"Why... I have one too?" A Niu held the small jar, a little at a loss.

Xiaodong smiled narrowly at the side: "You said it smells good, remember to apply it every day!"

"I...I..." The man was very embarrassed.

Take it, you don't need it, don't take it, it seems a bit sorry for the mistress's feelings.

Duan Qingqiu didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I'm not giving it to you for your own use, you can give it to others! You've been here for a few months, have you fallen in love with any girl? Give this to others, I'm sure they will be rare!"

As she spoke, she raised her eyebrows and winked.

A Newton's face flushed red, he put the small jar in his arms, put on his raincoat and slipped away without looking back.

"Tsk, running so fast, I'm probably talking about my inner thoughts and feeling guilty." Duan Qingqiu smiled and shook his head, "I don't know which girl she is from."

Xiaodong interrupted: "It's not easy to know. I'll let Brother Azhi find out some other time."

"forget it."

The word "inquiry" is too inappropriate when applied to Ah Zhi.

She couldn't imagine the scene where the two of them got together to discuss which girl they liked.

Although after a day of rain, the road became even muddy than when she went out in the morning. Halfway through, her trouser legs were basically soaked and clinging to her body was very uncomfortable. Ning Xiaomei was still in a very excited mood.

At the end of the day, not only was I full and good, but I was also able to chat and laugh with everyone. At the end of the day, I got another jar of face cream.

Touching the cool little porcelain bottle, her heart felt hot.

This is the face cream she has been looking forward to!

Before she got married, she saw that the youngest daughter from the same village had used it. She enviously wanted to rub a little bit on it, but she was pushed to the ground and scolded her for being shameless. If she wanted to, she should go home to her parents. go.

But there are so many mouths in the house that she can’t even eat, so how can she buy it for her?

Later, she was sold here to be a child bride. Apart from applying some powder on her face on the day of worship, she had never seen any ordinary household items.

It's not that she can't afford it at all, but it's simply impossible for her mother-in-law to give it to her.

Her nominal husband was dead, and she deserved to be locked up in the house, where she lived from life to withering.

A drop of rain fell on Ning Xiaomei's face. She suddenly shook off her sadness and became happy again.

Now, she has a whole jar of face cream all to herself.

Sister Duan gave it to me for no money.

She can use it slowly, lie in bed every night, smell the fragrance of camellia, and fall asleep beautifully.

"You still knew you were coming back?"

A hoarse and dull voice interrupted her reverie.

Ning Xiaomei faced her mother-in-law's gloomy face and said cautiously: "It's a lot of work, so..."

"Come in."

Widow Lu turned around and slammed the door.

As soon as he stepped into the main room, his thin hands immediately reached out and directly grabbed the girl's skirt and pulled her open.

"Mother, mother... I will do it by myself, I..."

Ning Xiaomei was extremely ashamed, but she couldn't escape those strong hands, and her shirt was quickly taken off and everything was taken out.

"Humph, let's see how you hide the silver." Widow Lu raised a somewhat proud smile while picking at the broken silver and copper plates.

After counting, he put it into his sleeve pocket with satisfaction, then played with the small porcelain jar and frowned: "What is this?"

Ning Xiaomei was lowering her head and folding her clothes. She was startled when she heard this and subconsciously stretched out her hand: "This is my——"

"What's yours and mine! Everything in this house, including you, belongs to my old Liang family! After walking around for two days, your wings have become hard, right? Want to fly? Dreaming!"

"No, this is really mine." The girl choked, "This is the face cream that Sister Duan gave me..."

When Mrs. Lu heard this, not only did she not hesitate at all, but she held the small jar tighter and said happily: "You face wiper, that's a coincidence. The third girl from your second aunt's family said we'd kiss you. It just so happened that I didn't expect to give you anything." Well, you look pretty good, that’s it!”

"Mom!" Ning Xiaomei panicked and rushed over to stop her, but was pushed away and locked.