Farmhouse Pastoral Notes

Chapter 208 Calm
This incident was like a small episode, it passed by, and another day passed, Yang Chunming's Muxiu was over, and he went back to the county school. The next time he came back, it might be a month later. Concerned about the follow-up of the bloody plot, her second brother left, without important people, and she seemed to have no source of news.

Without a source of news, it means that Chunqiu doesn't know the follow-up of the matter, and if he doesn't know the follow-up of the matter, it means that Chunqiu throws the matter away two days later.

Chunqiu continued to tinker with her great cause, the development of beauty ointment, well, it is very high-end, in fact, Chunqiu has not started yet, and is still in the planning stage of Gui, and the most thing she does every day is to run to Zhou Huaiyan with those kinds of books Discuss how to replace the Chinese herbal medicine with a relatively high risk factor with a mild and non-toxic Chinese herbal medicine.

Zhou Huaiyan is well-informed and often able to give Chunqiu some decisive suggestions. After Chunqiu knows about it, he will pick up the Mao Note on the side and write it down. .

It was already the end of October, and the weather had turned cold.

The leaves on the tree have fallen off, leaving only the bare torso, Chunqiu has already closed some heavy autumn clothes, and at this time she is squatting in the kitchen with a face full of dust, tinkering with her test product.

White mist-like white gas came out from the iron pot, Chunqiu covered his mouth.While adding firewood to the stove, I was afraid that the ointment I made would fail due to insufficient fire.

"Well, it should be about the same," Chunqiu muttered softly, then got up and patted his buttocks.

Reaching out to lift the lid on the iron pot, Chunqiu ducked back, feeling that the white smoke was almost rising, Chunqiu put down the lid of the pot in his hand.

Look at the small iron box on the cutting board.Chunqiu reached out.First, he touched it carefully, "huh" Chunqiu blew on the red fingers, then picked up the rag beside him, and took out the iron box.

The iron box is the kind of boxy square, which Chunqiu specially told Yang Weibo when he went to the blacksmith shop to buy things. Usually people buy some rouge powder with porcelain jars and porcelain bottles, but Chunqiu feels that the capacity of the thing is too small. It is inconvenient to use, so I gave up the porcelain cans and vases and replaced them with iron boxes.

It is said to be an iron box, and it looks like the kind of thing that looks black and spliced ​​together, but because it is cast in a mold, there is no trace of splicing around it, and there is a cover on the iron box, which completely blocks Chunqiu's sight .

Here is the solid ointment prepared by Chunqiu. Chunqiu is lying on the side of the chopping board with a smile, admiring it seriously, and then fantasizing about the miraculous effect of the ointment...

"Oh, there is one more." Chunqiu slapped his head violently at this time, then turned around and looked into the pot with the rag on the side, because there were a little leftover materials, Chunqiu specially made the cream from the previous life, although there is no previous life The snowflake cream looks good, but the quality is still good. Chunqiu picked up the small porcelain bottle that had been steamed dry in the pot with a rag. Not surprisingly, Chunqiu closed one eye and just saw the snowflake inside through the bottle hole. It is a white solid ointment, and even smells a little light.

Putting the porcelain bottle aside, Chunqiu opened the iron box, and a burst of fresh and elegant tea fragrance came out. Chunqiu went towards the iron box, sniffed hard, and found that the tea tasted pretty good, and those in the ointment The smell of Chinese medicine is also perfectly covered up, looking a little light green, Chunqiu stretched out his fingers, twisted a little, and then touched his arm. After spreading it evenly, he found that the color of the same skin did not change. This also means that this light green color will not leave a color difference on the face.

Chunqiu unconsciously showed a bright smile. Does this mean that at least the ointment is no problem on the outside?Chunqiu wiped off another large piece, and then began to wipe it on his face. When the wipe was clean, Chunqiu ran into the room in his heart, tossing back and forth in front of the not very clear water mirror, the light in the room was not good, Chunqiu Open the window directly, regardless of the ravages of the cold wind, resolutely faced the sun and shined, the bright and fair skin shone in the sun, Chunqiu looked left and right, and found nothing wrong, and his face was also There is no burning feeling, it seems that allergies have been ruled out, as for the effect, it is better for her mother to try it.

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Before going to bed, Chunqiu ran into her parents' house holding the result she developed today.

After Chunqiu opened the door and came in, she found that her father was not in the room, only her mother was in the room, and her mother was calculating today's account book under the oil lamp.

Holding the iron box, Chunqiu walked quickly to her mother and sat down, "Mother, where's dad?"

"Let's go to your aunt's house. We don't have enough rice noodles. Mom asked your father to bring some back." After Yuan Shi finished speaking, she glanced up at the dark outside, and then said, "I guess I've been walking for a while."

Chunqiu let out an "oh", and after putting the iron box in his arms on the table, he watched her mother go on busy.

Chunqiu originally planned to wait for her mother to finish her work and talk about her own affairs, but she didn't expect her to sit down, and her mother immediately asked, "Why are you here? What's the matter?"

When Yuan Shi said this, he didn't put down the brush in his hand, just like a normal conversation.

Chunqiu said honestly, "It's ointment, hehehe, mother, try it"

Yuan Shi was surprised, "Oh? Did you make it?"

"En." Chunqiu nodded.

Yuan Shi put down the writing brush in his hand, a little surprised, looked at the black iron box on the table, and said uncertainly, "Where is it over here?"

Chunqiu made a gesture and pushed the tin box in front of her mother, "Mother, take a look"

Yuan Shi smiled, and stretched out his hand to open the iron box, "Oh, this color is strangely pale." Yuan Shi looked at the already faded ointment, and sighed.

"But this smell is really pleasant, it's the fragrance of our tea." Yuan's face was affirmative.

She rubbed some on her hands with her fingernails, and Yuan Shi took a picture under the light. I don't know if it's an illusion, but why does she feel that her hands are more delicate than at least one?

The corners of Yuan's lips rose, and she said strangely, "Not to mention, this ointment is really good, mother feels that this hand is shiny."

"Mother, try on your face again." Chunqiu just tried it today, and it's not as novel as Yuan's.

Yuan Shi took advantage of the situation and wiped some on her face, but the effect was not obvious for a short time.

After asking her mother not to stop for a few days, Chunqiu left.

In the next few days, Chunqiu would come over to observe her mother's face every morning. Not only did she not have allergies and other discomfort symptoms, but her mother's complexion brightened a bit. What's worth celebrating is that it's not Chunqiu's illusion. , I always feel that the tail lines at the corners of her mother's eyes have become lighter, and Yuan Shi is also the one who feels the change most obviously. Not to mention anything else, her daily mood is very good. Diners who come to their shop will praise Yuan Shi and her husband. In other words, at this time, her mother would always smile and say a few words of modesty, but the confidence on her face could not be concealed. Sure enough, no matter which dynasty it is, women have a heart for beauty!

(End of this chapter)