I was a god in the 18th century

Before leaving Xu Yan's house, Xia Qingdai took a look at the messy dining table and walked over to help clean it up consciously.

"It's okay, just leave the Qingdai. My mother will wash it when she comes back."

"No need. Auntie must have come back very late. It's so embarrassing to ask her to wash the bowls we eat. We can just clean it up together. It will be quick."

Yan Shixian walked to Xia Qingdai's side to help: "I'll come too."

"Okay then." Seeing that Yan Shixian had already taken action, Xu Yan quickly came over to take care of it. Seeing that they had taken care of enough people, the other three people stood and chatted with everyone and stopped taking action.

"Hey Qingdai, I have a dishwasher at home. Just empty the shells and put the bowl in the dishwasher. You don't have to wash it by hand." Xu Yan said quickly when she saw Xia Qingdai holding the bowl to wash.

"Oh, that's so advanced! Then I'll wipe the table."

Xu Yan, who has never touched Yang Chun Shui, cleared the table today even more efficiently than Xia Qingdai.

The power of love is really infinite, even if the seeds of love are still in their infancy.

After cleaning up, everyone said goodbye to Xu Yan, went downstairs and left.

Yan Shixian accompanied several people to the gate of the community. After a while, several other students got into the online taxi and left.

Only Xia Qingdai is reluctant to spend the taxi fare. It's not even eight o'clock yet, and there are still buses and subways!

Yan Shixian tilted his head and asked Xia Qingdai, "Isn't your car here yet?"

Xia Qingdai smiled: "I didn't call a taxi, I took the bus. Bye, it's not far from the bus station."

"Ah. It's so late. It's not safe for a girl to take the bus. Otherwise..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a short car horn.

The two of them followed the sound and saw the window of a BMW Mini rolled down, revealing a beautiful middle-aged woman in the driver's seat.

"Mom." Yan Shixian called.

"Hey. Xiaoxian, is that classmate Xia Qingdai next to you?" Yan's mother asked with a smile, her eyes sweeping over the two of them.

Xia Qingdai nodded generously to Yan's mother in the car: "Hello, aunt."

"Hey, hello, hello!" Mother Yan nodded with a smile, and was about to say something else. When she noticed a car coming from behind, she said, "Wait for me to get off, and I'll park the car."

After saying that, he drove the car into the community smoothly.

Xia Qingdai raised her head and looked at Yan Shixian doubtfully. Did his mother just tell them to wait for a while? Yan Shixian is just his son, what does she have to do with him?

Yan Shixian smiled at Xia Qingdai's confused gaze: "You're not in a hurry to go back, are you?"

Xia Qingdai didn't know what to say. Of course she wanted to go back late at night, but the elders asked her to wait, so of course she had to wait.

It didn't take long for Yan's mother to walk out in sportswear.

As soon as he saw Xia Qingdai, he approached her affectionately and took her arm: "Your name is Qingdai, right? Can I call you Qingdai?"

"of course can."

"Qingdai, I met you by chance today. Are you dating my Xiaoxian?"

Xia Qingdai quickly shook her head like a rattle: "No, no, aunt, you misunderstood! A classmate of mine is in this community. Today, our study group gathered at her house for dinner, and classmate Yan is also here."

"Oh, that's a coincidence." Yan's mother raised her head and asked Yan Shixian, "Do you have classmates who are neighbors to us? I never heard you mention it."

Yan Shixian replied: "I only found out today." "Okay, brat, you go home first, while Qingdai and I go relax."

"Where are you going? Take me with you, I want to go too." Yan Shixian didn't want to leave alone.

"Go to the shop under the first or second building. There is a beauty salon there. How do you get there? Qingdai, it's rare to meet her. How about we go with my aunt to get a beauty package? I don't have the patience to do it alone."

"Oh, it's that City Beauty store, right? Next to her house is grandpa's traditional Chinese medicine clinic. You guys are going to go for a beauty treatment, and I'm going to do some cupping to get rid of the dampness."

Xia Qingdai: "..."

How could the mother and son arrange things in harmony? She couldn't afford to go to a beauty salon!

"Auntie, it's so late, I won't go."

"Hey, it's not too late, it's not even eight o'clock. I know you kids are all night owls. Let's do a full beauty treatment with Auntie, and I'll make sure you come out feeling relaxed and refreshed."

Seeing what Xia Qingdai was going to say, Yan's mother immediately continued: "Auntie, I haven't had the time or patience to do it after I applied for this beauty card. It's about to expire. It's rare to meet you today. Let's go together and let Auntie, thank you very much."

"It doesn't have to be like this. Auntie, you are too polite. You have nothing to thank me for, and I didn't do anything."

"You've saved this brat's life, why haven't you done anything yet? Okay, Qingdai, just stay with auntie. I like to be with you young and beautiful girls the most. I'll wait until the makeup is done , let Xiaoxian drive, and we’ll take you home together, don’t worry.”

Having said this, what else could Xia Qingdai say?

What's more, she was embarrassed to refuse again and again when facing her elders.

So I followed Yan's mother to the south gate shop of the community.

The shops here are also high-end, and the billboards are all of a unified design. At first glance, it looks like a place of great pride.

Stepping into the spacious and luxurious beauty salon lobby, the beautiful lady at the front desk greeted you.

"Mrs. Yan, welcome! What project do you want to do today?"

"Please arrange a full set of beauty and skin care for both of us."

"Okay, I'll arrange a technician for you."

Yan’s mother is a VVIP here, so she can do projects as soon as she comes. She doesn’t have to make an appointment in advance like ordinary VIPs.

Xia Qingdai was then pulled into the beauty room inside. She first took off her clothes and put on the sterilized Hanfu convenient nightgown provided by the store.

Then, under the guidance of the technician, she lay on the beauty bed and enjoyed the essential oils that she had never experienced before.

After that, you put on your nightgown, lie on your back and enjoy the service of washing your hair and massaging your scalp, followed by a series of beauty and skin care operations such as washing your face, making small bubbles, and applying a facial mask.

While the mask was being applied, a manicurist came over to trim her fingernails and toenails.

Because I am a high school student, I didn't choose any exaggerated manicure style. I just applied some nail polish after repairing it.

After finishing the full beauty treatment and getting off the beauty bed, Xia Qingdai felt that all the bones in her body had lost a few pounds.

Washed and blow-dried hair looks extra fluffy. Without the ponytail hanging on the back of my head, my head feels much lighter.

Hey, modern rich people still enjoy it!

No matter how wealthy and prestigious the aristocrats of the eighteenth century were, it would probably be difficult for them to experience this kind of experience. After all, in a world that is generally underdeveloped, the service industry will not be very sophisticated.

Judging from the behavior of the servants at Fucui Villa, we can deduce something.