Siheyuan: Bringing Warehouses to 1959

What does it mean to be unable to help yourself?

This is how Zeng Wangcai feels now!

In his previous life, Zeng Wangcai lived to be 38 years old. He had seen and eaten a lot, and without any worries or even a mortgage to pay, he could never spend all his monthly salary.

But at the age of 398, he is far from having a calm mind. He still feels something when he sees big waves and long legs. So at a fixed time every month, he spends to find a young lady to talk and relax.

But that has nothing to do with emotion, it only has to do with yuan. 398 yuan, and the high-end ones are 598 or 998.

At this time, Zeng Wangcai saw that Zhang Xiuzhi was not wearing any foundation, but had a weathered face. There was no accumulation of various colors, but rather dry lips. For the first time, he couldn't help himself.

This feeling, when put into practice today, manifests itself as... wanting to take a bite.

A more sophisticated way of saying it is wanting to kiss you, and a more elegant way of saying it is kiss!

but......

Zeng Wangcai endured it! (Is it surprising?)

While secretly cursing himself as a beast, not a beast who had the thought of kissing, but a beast who was afraid to kiss, he took out the gift he had prepared from his bag.

There were two gifts. The first was a small wooden box.

Zeng Wangcai opened the wooden box and saw the following: there was a mirror on the lid, and in the box below there was a wooden comb on the left and an exquisite hairpin on the right.

The hairpin is not made of plastic, but is made of precious wood, inlaid with some decorative metals and stones.

This thing is not a bulk commodity in the container in the space, but a unique handicraft with very high value.

He took out the hairpin, walked around behind Zhang Xiuzhi, gently untied Zhang Xiuzhi's hair tie, letting her long hair spread out, and finally clumsily fixed it with the hairpin.

"Okay, open your eyes!" Zeng Wangcai returned to Zhang Xiuzhi and said.

To be honest, when she closed her eyes, Zhang Xiuzhi was very nervous for a moment. She felt Zeng Wangcai's face was very close to her. She thought about what Zeng Wangcai would do at that time, and she was conflicted about whether she should hit him.

As a result, Zeng Wangcai did nothing but untied her hair, which made Zhang Xiuzhi feel relaxed but also a little puzzled.

When she was in her hometown, the village gods all said that men are like cats and they will eat fish.

After opening her eyes, Zhang Xiuzhi thought that Zeng Wangcai might be the cat that refused to eat fish.

"What is this? A dressing box?" Seeing the box in front of her, Zhang Xiuzhi's eyes widened slightly.

Zeng Wangcai saw the light in Zhang Xiuzhi's eyes... As expected, no matter how old a woman is or what her personality is, she cannot escape the law of beauty.

"I guess so. If your hair is messy when you go out in the future, you can use this to comb it!" Zeng Wangcai said with warmth in his heart.

"You mean, my hair is usually messy when I'm outside?"

"???"

No, we can't chat like this.

You must not grow up to have the personality that those fairies in later generations like to have...

"Haha!" Zhang Xiuzhi giggled, "I'm just teasing you. I like it very much. What is on my head? A hairband?"

Girls at that time had very few decorations, and except for a few special ones, most people did not dress up. In cities across the country, girls almost all had pigtails.

As for things used to tie pigtails, there were few things like hairpins and rubber bands. People usually just used a rope, just like Xier in "The White-Haired Girl". Getting a red hair rope during the Chinese New Year was the best gift.

"It's a hairpin!" Zeng Wangcai replied.

"Hairpin?" Zhang Xiuzhi was delighted again. "What does it look like? I can't see it. Take it off and show it to me."

"Why take it off? It's fine when you wear it."

"It's not clamped properly, it's loose!"

Not clipped properly... okay!

Zeng Wangcai discovered that once the real fighting started, his skills were not enough.

He took off the hairpin and gave it to Zhang Xiuzhi. When Zhang Xiuzhi saw the hairpin, she was deeply fascinated by it and let her long hair fly in the cold wind.

Zhang Xiuzhi sat on the ground, hugged her knees, and stared at the hairpin in a daze.

Zeng Wangcai found this scene indescribably beautiful, so he let Zhang Xiuzhi watch to her heart's content without interrupting her.

After a while, Zhang Xiuzhi carefully put the hairpin back into the box, combed her hair, and put the hairband in her mouth while combing her hair.

This was another scene that Zeng Wangcai had never experienced before.

After a minute or two, Zhang Xiuzhi tied her hair into a ponytail, not a braid.

"Thank you!" Zhang Xiuzhi put the box into her cloth bag. Her cloth bag was now filled with a lot of things, most of which were given by Zeng Wangcai, such as the stun gun.

"What are you thanking me for? We are just friends!" Zeng Wangcai smiled innocently and took out the second gift - Pechoin Xiangxiang.

It must be called fragrance, not face cream or something like that.

(Is the region exposed again?)

A round metal box. When you open it, there is a layer of tin foil inside. When you peel off the tin foil, there is white and fragrant liquid like condensed milk underneath.

At this time, ordinary people use very few antifreeze skin care products in winter, and most of them are folk remedies.

Nowadays, there is a kind of skin care product in department stores that is packed in shells. It is called Harry Oil. In some places, it is also called Wa Ke Oil, Wai Zi Oil, Gao Hua Oil, etc.

This kind of skin care product is cheap and easy to use, but it has no smell and is not as popular as Pechoin, Ya Shuang, etc.

"What is this?" Zhang Xiuzhi was very curious when she saw the white and tender Xiangxiang. It was obvious that she had never seen it before or used it before.

"It smells good. It's for facial application. Smell it!" Zeng Wangcai handed the opened Pechoin to Zhang Xiuzhi's nostrils.

Zhang Xiuzhi took a sniff and found it...really fragrant.

"I see your face is dry, it's good to use this!" Zeng Wangcai said.

In fact, there are many similar products in his space, and he did not choose anything else. It is not because Pechoin is selling them now. Anyway, Zhang Xiuzhi has seen many of them and a box of skin care products is not a big deal. He just thinks that the old domestic products are good.

"Can it be used now?" Zhang Xiuzhi asked expectantly.

"Of course, I give it to you for your use." Zeng Wangcai didn't say that this thing is best used after washing your face.

In fact, when we were young, we were taught by adults to apply perfume after washing our faces, but most people don’t know if it makes sense or not.

Zhang Xiuzhi stretched out her hand and prepared to click.

"Wait a minute, do you know how to use it?"

"Isn't it just... rubbing?"

"Wrong, it's... I'll teach you how to wipe it!"

Zeng Wangcai used his thick skin to coax the ignorant Zhang Xiuzhi and got the right to wipe her face.

"There are some tricks to applying incense!" Zeng Wangcai picked up a dot of incense with his right index finger and tapped it on Zhang Xiuzhi's forehead. "It must be applied evenly, otherwise it will be wasted. First, you have to tap these places, then slowly rub it evenly, and finally rub the palms and backs of both hands. After rubbing evenly, you have to slowly massage to help absorption..."

While Zeng Wangcai was teaching, Zhang Xiuzhi only felt a coolness on her forehead, and then this coolness with a fragrance appeared in several other places on her face.

She opened her eyes, watched Zeng Wangcai's mouth opening and closing, felt his breath so close to her, and slowly, she closed her eyes involuntarily.

"here we go again......"

Zeng Wangcai was halfway through wiping when he saw Zhang Xiuzhi's closed eyes and her red lips close at hand...

He couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly, lean over, and peck lightly...all in one go.