Chapter 61 How Can You Ruin White Flour So Much?

Mu Xiyang said she was speechless. While beating others, she also dug a hole for herself.

She gets married, what kind of marriage does she get married, twilight!

"Hey, your Zhaodi is going to marry Zhao Hu?"

Zhang Cuihua had just finished using the latrine, and she was wearing her trouser belt while walking. Before she could put it on, she heard the opposite talk about getting married, and immediately climbed up the stairs next to her.

Mu Xiyang looked up and saw that the uncle was wearing a loose white gown, the washed white trousers hung loosely around her waist, and her long hair was casually placed on her head, frizzy, I don't know I thought it was a bird's nest there.

Look at my mother again, no matter when, she cleans herself up.

Whether you like to tidy up or not has nothing to do with whether you have money or not.

"You heard it wrong!" Mu Xiyang said angrily.

It's not good to live together. If there is any noise on the opposite side, the other side can know it.

Obviously none of them mentioned Zhao Hu's name, but this person said his name directly, he must have listened to the corner in the afternoon.

"How is it possible, I know that!" After seeing Mu Xiyang's sinking face, Zhang Cuihua slowly moved her body down with difficulty.

However, as soon as one foot landed on the ground, something was wrong immediately.

Why?

She is her uncle, how could she be afraid of her?
Isn't it a joke to say this!
Zhang Cuihua immediately climbed up again on two legs: "Chunmei, er, you have a girl in your house. You have a yang in your house. You're going to be eighteen soon. Do you have someone you like?"

"Don't talk, or your face will wrinkle later." Mu Xiyang patted her mother's face, and then continued to move her hands.

Zhang Cuihua didn't pay attention at first, thinking they were just sitting in the yard to cool off, but only now did she notice that Yang Chunmei's face seemed to be covered with a layer of flour.

Oh my god, is it such a wasteful way to waste food!

"Hey, I said your family is the same, how can you put this food on your face?"

The white noodles are so expensive, not to mention the usual ones, but she is reluctant to eat a little bit of them during the Chinese New Year, so she replaced them all with miscellaneous grain noodles.And she couldn't bear to part with anything, and now she put all of it on Yang Chunmei's face.

Yang Chunmei didn't know what was applied on her face. When her daughter told her to close her eyes, she closed her eyes. She just felt that something was applied on her face. It was soft and slippery, and it smelled like honey.

"What? What are you talking about?" Yang Chunmei opened her eyes and started doing it immediately.

"Mom" Mu Xiyang hurriedly removed the basin from the stool. Fortunately, she reacted quickly enough, otherwise the thing would have been ruined.

This is the homemade facial mask powder she took out from the space, whitening, freckle removing and moisturizing, three in one, the effect is also very good, when making it, honey and egg white are added.

It's her favorite flavor. The honey was sent by Lu Yunhai a few days ago. Of course, she returned him a portion of braised pork, which was considered even.

Yang Chunmei's eyes widened, thinking she had misread, she quickly rubbed her hands.

Then he saw something white on his finger, and when he was about to put it in his mouth to taste, Mu Xiyang hurriedly stopped it.

"Mom, that's mask powder, you can't eat it."

As soon as she heard that she couldn't eat it, Yang Chunmei quickly took out her hand, but when she took it out, the corner of her mouth got a little bit on it, and it smelled delicious, so she couldn't help but lick it with her tongue.

Oh my god, why is this so delicious!
"Yangyang, I think this is quite delicious!" Yang Chunmei's eyes lit up, wishing she could take off her face and eat it all.

Mu Xiyang also knows how expensive food is now, but this is mask powder, it's really not edible.

"Mom, don't move, let me finish it for you." He stretched out his hand and pressed the person down, and looked up at the person on the wall. Someday she was going to put some glass shards on it to let her climb the wall.

Zhang Cuihua was not guilty at all this time, she felt that the second child's family was wasting food, so she turned her head and glared at Mu Xiyang, before walking slowly.

As soon as he returned to the room, he pushed the man who was already asleep with his hand: "Sleep, sleep, sleep, you will know how to sleep in one day, both were born by the same mother, why is there such a big difference."

I don't know where the second child's family got the money, and they covered their faces with flour.It's the face of the second daughter-in-law, it's too wasteful.

However, her face seems to have turned white recently!

There is no woman who does not love beauty, it depends on the conditions.

If she had the face of the second daughter-in-law, she would definitely not find such a wimp, who can't do anything, and has the first temper.

Boss Mu moved in angrily: "Why are you so nervous?"

"I'm crazy? I think you're crazy. When the second child wants to separate, don't you know how to persuade him?" If there is no separation, maybe she is the one who is wearing white powder on her face now.

No, it should be the flour she put on her face. She can make a bowl of white noodles for her son.

Thinking about it, I feel distressed: "How can you say they spoil the white noodles like this?"

"What? What are you talking about ruining white noodles?" Boss Mu, who was staring in confusion, suddenly became sober.

Zhang Cuihua turned her body sideways and ignored her man, the more she thought about it, the more angry she became, she pulled the quilt and wrapped it all around her body.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

The night in early summer was chilly, Boss Mu shivered from the cold, and hurriedly huddled up.

"What did you just say that ruined the white flour?"

Boss Mu's heart was like being scratched by a cat, his curiosity was aroused, and he couldn't suppress it.

Zhang Cuihua turned her head and told what she saw vividly.

Originally, he was just scratching his heart and lungs, but now Boss Mu's heart aches.The second child's family didn't know what to think, but they used flour on their face, and the second child didn't care about it. No matter how big the family is, they can't stand such a toss!

When they went to work the next day, Zhang Cuihua and Yang Chunmei were assigned a piece of land.

This made her think of the first time she saw Yang Chunmei, with a white shirt and black pants, small leather shoes of the same color, and two thick and long braids casually placed on both sides of her shoulders, she was so beautiful that she was ridiculously beautiful .

At that time, she thought it was someone visiting relatives, but it turned out to be the daughter-in-law the second child was going to marry.

She was quite jealous at that time, but after the wind and rain, her skin was not so good, and she felt relieved.

However, looking at her today, her skin has improved again.Although it is still a bit yellowish, it feels very translucent and supple.

Zhang Cuihua couldn't help touching her own face, it was incomparable with that of the second child's family.

Could it be that the effect of applying flour to the face is so good?
I don't have white flour at home, so if I use multi-grain noodles, I don't know if it will be useful?
(End of this chapter)

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