Don't be too sweet

Chapter 754 Take a step back each? (one)

Chapter 754 Take a step back each? (one)

"It hurts..."

He Shanshan whispered, but the open-faced old lady ignored her at all, and now she has no comfort at all.

Obviously she was swallowed by her narcissistic words.

He Shanshan couldn't move, and seeing no one to comfort her, she could only endure the pain and let the clean-faced old woman wave the red rope on her face.

About half an hour later, a tender and smooth face like a shelled egg appeared in the eight-point clear mirror.

He Shanshan was already good-looking, and after this manipulation, she became even more petite and soft.

"The next step is to apply the face," the old lady directed, and soon a royal couch was brought in.

"Lie down," commanded the old woman.

He Shanshan knew that this was to be applied to the face as an ancient mask, which was very comfortable, she lay down obediently, closed her eyes and enjoyed this feeling.

He Shanshan's face was covered with icy medicinal mud that smelled like medicine.

She could tell a few medicinal materials by smelling them, and knew that they were all good for the face, and she would also use these medicinal materials when she made her own cosmetics.

After applying the face, start massaging to make the face more supple...

After all this was done, it was another half hour (an hour) in the past.

He Shanshan finally understood why brides in ancient times had to get up in the early morning to do these things...

These are such a waste of time, can you not get up early?

He Shanshan also had a good night's sleep while making the facial mask, and when she opened her eyes again, she was quite awake.

Next is makeup.

He Shanshan looked at the cosmetics on the table. She had changed them, but they were ancient brands with high lead content. She really... didn't want to use them.

"Well, I like this kind of makeup," He Shanshan actively raised her opinion.

Zhang Qiaoshou frowned: "What are you talking about? When someone got married, they only wore light makeup on their faces?"

"Mother, let me ask you, your face is covered with white powder, which turns into a ghost, do you think Dad likes it?" He Shanshan asked bluntly.

Zhang Qiao swallowed, her breathing stagnated, and she was speechless for a moment.

"This is a rule handed down from our ancestors," the old lady beside her opened the makeup box, and was about to put white powder on He Shanshan.

Zhang Qiao immediately reached out to hold He Shanshan down.

He Shanshan dodged quickly, avoiding her mother's hand, and avoiding the old woman's whitewash that stretched towards her face.

"Just kidding, if you paint a white wall on my face, can I still see people?!" He Shanshan shook her head vigorously, fighting for herself.

"You child!"

Zhang Qiao looked at the empty hand and frowned.

"Anyway, I don't care. If you don't make up according to my wishes, then don't wear makeup today," He Shanshan shook her head firmly.

The old lady Quanfu looked at Zhang Qiaoshou.

Zhang Qiao stretched out his hand to grab He Shanshan again, but He Shanshan still avoided it easily.

"As long as I don't want to do it, no matter how many of you there are, you won't be able to catch me," He Shanshan tiptoed and flew directly onto the beam of the house, looking down at the helpless mother and a bunch of aunts and grandmas below.

Everyone stared at He Shanshan on the beam, feeling an unspeakable sense of frustration in their hearts.

"How about we each take a step back?" He Shanshan knew that she couldn't really quarrel with the elders, so she bowed her head.

but……

Her lowering her head is also limited.

"Look, if I don't cooperate with you in makeup, you can't help me, right?"

"Shanshan!" Zhang Qiaoshou was already looking up at his daughter under the beam, jumping his feet angrily.

(End of this chapter)