Wei Lang Seducer's Handbook

Chapter 25 Super Fat Begging for Zhizhi! ! (ig champion NB!)

Turning back to today, there are almost all those who are close to each other. The male gentleman stands in the yard, and there must be about thirty people.

Outside the door, there were also special elderly people who set up tables, spread red paper, prepared pens and inks, and prepared to come and write down one by one - of course it is not needed at this time, and relatives do not keep accounts when they present gifts On the surface, relatives are not used, but in private.

There is also a clever young man next to him, who is in charge of shouting salutes, pouring a glass of water at the moment, hehe, whoever brings the youngest will have to be heard by the whole village.

The stove has been turned on, and rice porridge is cooked. This is not for noon, but for relatives who come to "help". Rice porridge with pickles is standard.

It is said to be helping, but in fact, most of them are standing, supporting the scene, waiting for relatives and friends from far away to come, and saying a few words to help and watching the excitement.When it’s time to eat, the relatives who help have to be the last to sit down. If there is not enough food in one seat, you have to hold on to the relatives of the man’s family first—the man’s relatives—they are the last to help. Sometimes there are no big dishes, so you have to sit down Just fry some meaty dishes and eat them.

The man's side is busy, but the man's side is a little deserted.

There was only this one family in the Wei family village, and it was just a matter of grandparents who moved here. The foreign family has a shallow foundation, and the Liu family can make troubles.

But including Liu's family, there are more than 30 people!

Parents are dead. Brothers should come. Liu is young, and his brothers and grandchildren all have grandchildren. The wife, daughter-in-law and grandson of the family and children, big and small, have more than 20 people here, but brother None of them came.

Liu's eyes rolled to the sky, scolding one and pushing the other, but still couldn't control a group of monkey children running around in the house, fortunately he was smart and locked the bedroom door, otherwise the food inside would have to suffer.

"Oh brother, sister-in-laws can't even drink their saliva when they come to you. It doesn't matter. My little grandson is hungry. Is there anything to eat? I heard about the banquet yesterday, and I haven't had a serious meal all day. .”

An old woman was holding a dirty baby with a runny nose, shaking the baby while talking, "Quick, ask your aunt if you want some snacks."

"Dim sum... I want to eat dim sum."

The child drools all over his cotton padded coat, and stretches out his finger to eat a snack, otherwise he will cry.

Mrs. Liu acted as if she couldn't hear her, and twisted her handkerchief into the house, bah, just eat the banquet, don't give him money, and want to eat snacks, ah bah, go eat dog shit.

Liu's sister-in-law also took a sip, rolled her eyes, called the eldest grandson, and pointed to Liu's bedroom. The eldest grandson is seven or eight years old, thin like a monkey, his eyes are shining, and he hugged his younger brother and called him. A group of children were picked up, and they quietly went to Liu's house.

After a while, Mrs. Liu was heard cursing in a broken voice: "Which family killed a thousand knives, you spit out this dim sum for me! Ah! My lip balm! My bracelet! Get out, get out! !"

The fat aunt here shook her head, listening to the beating and scolding inside, she stood at the door and really didn't want to go in, no wonder Liu's temper, the whole family is like this.Fat aunt's husband's family name is Zhao, and he was close to the Wei family during his grandfather's generation, so he must come here when he comes.

Unwilling to get involved in those crap, he turned around and asked someone to go to the woodshed.

As soon as I entered the door, I was stunned for a moment, and there were two young gentlemen in the room, sitting alone on the bed. Coupled with the dust in this room, I couldn't even see the word "Happy", which was a bit desolate.

"Why isn't there a mother-in-law to clean up and put on your makeup for you?"

"Huh? Still need to put on makeup?"

When Axiu heard this, she hurriedly asked, "Is it necessary? I'll look for anything I need."

Auntie Fat heard the commotion outside, several children were chased by Mrs. Liu with wooden sticks and beat them all over the yard, his family members naturally refused to protect them, they jumped like cats and dogs, scaring a few neighbors who had reluctantly come and sneaked away up.

He closed the door tightly casually, and sighed seeing that the two children didn't know anything.

"The bride doesn't have a plain face. Mrs. Liu is really nothing. If she doesn't pay for it, she has to tell the child about the process..."

Seeing that Axiu was still there, she stopped talking without saying anything harsh.

"Then what should we do? We don't have rouge and gouache here, how can we make it?"

A Xiu hurriedly stood up and turned around in the room, Wei Ziqing was dizzy from watching.

"Anyway, there is a hijab, and you won't be able to see it if you cover it up. Good Axiu, don't worry about it. Let's rest in peace."

Fat Auntie gave him a false look, "Nonsense, I'll get some from my house later, at least I have it."

Wei Ziqing wanted to politely refuse for fear of being troublesome, but the fat aunt didn't listen to him, turned around and went home, and came back without a cup of tea, carrying a small wooden box in her hand.

Seeing that there were three or four bottles and cans in this box, the fat aunt was troubled, "I haven't used it, what are they for?"

He brought out a white bottle, sniffed it, and said, "Xiang, this is just for wiping. I don't know how to do it first, and then I don't know how to do it. It's too late to find the old woman, why don't I find you a young man?" Come put on your makeup?"

Wei Ziqing saw that the fat aunt was about to go out like a storm again, so he quickly reached out and grabbed her. The fat aunt was a bit strong, and she almost made him crooked.

"Auntie is not busy, I have seen others do it, maybe it will! I will do it myself."

He pushed the fat aunt on the bed, and took the box by himself.

There was a small bronze mirror on the lid of the box. It was the first time he came here to see his own appearance. He looked at it again and again, um...too thin, like a disaster victim. Looking at it made people feel uninterested. It has his appearance back then, and his expression has been passed down.

The fat aunt just watched Brother Qing take up the mirror and looked at herself from side to side, as if she was fascinated. He was impatient, and asked urgently: "Brother Qing, let's see if it will melt. I'll go find someone right now. Come in time."

Of course he is, he will.

Wei Ziqing sighed softly, opened the small bottles and boxes one by one, there were three items in total, white powder, rouge and eyebrow powder, touching these things again, he had mixed feelings in his heart.

These are naturally incomparable with his previous objects. His dressing table is half the length of the wall, and he has the best cosmetics in the capital. I have been thinking all day about how to make makeup more natural and better-looking. For this reason, I have worked a lot on Ji Fuxiang's young master, coaxing him to come up with a lot of prescriptions.

He withdrew his mind and stopped thinking about the past. If he didn't use the three things in front of him, he might break Aunt Fat's heart.

Let's be rough...

Normally, he would apply the ointment and then use a firm cotton cloth to dip in the white powder. At this moment, he can only use his hands to dry it on his face. The color is too white, so he can only remedy it by hand. After gently pressing evenly, take a little rouge and put it on the back of the hand, use the index finger to spread most of it on the lips, and then gently rub a little color on the index finger on the blank space of the back of the hand twice to adjust it to a light color. Then pat on the cheek to go.

With this touch of light pink, the whole person is more energetic, and then take some more rouge to spread the lip color evenly. In fact, he has never used lipstick before. One is that he feels too feminine, and the other is that his own lip color is not red.The mirror was dim and he couldn't see the color of his lips clearly, so he simply painted it bright red, he thought evilly, it's better to scare someone.

The last thing is eyebrow powder. Judging by the texture, it is powder ground with charcoal. It seems to be homemade, and there are some coarse grains. He casually broke a few small strips from the firewood next to him.

On the first branch, I picked up some powder, and only lightly filled in the light-colored areas of the eyebrows. I didn't dare to apply more, in case it would rub off later, it would make my face look bad.

Looking left and right, except for the big red lips, the makeup is still barely qualified, of course, the lips are unqualified, but it’s just a matter of skill. I took the second branch and dipped it in rouge, and drew a flower between the eyebrows. A small red flower, the petals are just a few strokes, and there is no other color matching, but he painted it with a little more aura, and it fell there pretty.

I took the small wooden comb from the box and combed my hair well. Maybe because I haven’t washed my hair for a long time, my hair has developed a certain cycle habit. There is no reason why I haven’t washed it for a few days, although it’s not as good as when I just washed it. Slippery, but just right for brushing.

After thinking for a moment, he took the third branch, tied his hair in a bun, and cleverly hid the branch inside without revealing anything.

With the hair tied up, I felt that my head was a little lighter. I turned my head to look at the two people who were stupefied, and couldn't help but smile, "Isn't it good-looking?"

Three wooden branches completed the makeup, and the two were really dumbfounded.

The fat aunt was the first to come back to her senses: "Oh my god... ouch, let me see, your complexion is much better. Your hands are so skillful, you look like a fairy."

Axiu also had bright eyes and a look of admiration on her face, and she also forgot where Brother Qing learned it from.

Knowing that the two of them were exaggerating, he didn't expose it. He accepted the kindness of the two of them, put away the wooden box and thanked Aunt Fat. Aunt Fat sent them home first, and they were the only ones left in the house.

Looking at the sun, it should be the end of the hour (less than nine o'clock). No one told him when the people who greeted his relatives would come. He turned his head and saw the delicate wedding dress on the broken bed. Even from his experience, he couldn't say that It is an inferior product, and it should be very expensive for ordinary families.

Didn't you get tired of him that day?

"Brother Qing, you should put it on first, I think Song Da and the others are coming soon, if you don't wear it, it will be too late."

It's not because he dislikes or is shy, he just feels a little resistant to wearing a wedding dress, and everything planned is very rational. When he really wants to wear it, he realizes clearly that the world is different. He has to marry and say no. You must have a husband and a child.

He was excited in his heart, no, no, this is not the life he wants, but fortunately he left a way out for himself, and he can still make up!

Thinking of this, his heart opened up a bit, and the wedding dress was not so glaring anymore.

He picked it up beautifully and put it on on his body. He hadn't seen beautiful clothes in a long time. Although it was a little red, he was content.

The clothes were a little too wide, and it didn't fit him as he expected. Axiu had already waited with the needle and thread, and hurriedly sewed two stitches on the clothes at an inconspicuous place behind her, folded them skillfully, and the seams were slightly wrinkled. , but when a person walks, it is regarded as the folds of clothes.

Because it was made of satin, he couldn't sit down to avoid wrinkles, that is, he had to stand until Song Dalai.