Rebirth of Ninety Honey Sweet Wife

Inside the handkerchief bag is a pig skin mask as thin as cicada wings. Although the materials are limited, Qin Yuxi is quite satisfied after the pig skin mask is made.

But the small bag wrapped in the handkerchief was handed over. Everyone thought that Qin Yuxi only sent Qi Zihan a handkerchief as a thank-you gift. Except Qi Zihan was moved, the others didn't think the thank-you gift was special.

Of course, even if Qin Yuxi sent a rag, Qi Zihan was moved as long as Qin Yuxi sent it.

On one side of Chunni's face there was a look of annoyance. Why didn't she expect to give Qi Zihan a handkerchief as a thank-you gift?

Seeing Qi Zihan put Qin Yuxi's thank-you gift in his coat pocket, he looked at Qin Yuxi and said:

"You can come to Dongshan in the future, but you can't draw or take pictures here."

"OK, I remember."

She nodded and went to see Chunni,

"I'm back. I haven't slept well these days. I'm going back to bed."

Qin Yuxi finds that there are many people here. Chunni is so ashamed that she wants to make room. Don't make this light bulb and let Chunni and Qi Zihan talk alone.

So after Qin Yuxi and Chunni explained, they turned and walked down the east mountain.

The posture is free and easy, without procrastination.

Qi Zihan frowned and didn't quite understand what Qin Yuxi meant. She went up the mountain with this Chunni to thank him, but left Chunni here and went down the mountain alone?

Then Qi Zihan explained to the recruits around him:

"Take this Chunni girl and stroll around the top of the mountain. There are many snakes in the east mountain. I'll send them."

With that, he ran after Qin Yuxi.

Leaving two recruits, egg and Chunni, standing in the cool mountain wind with big eyes and small eyes, they didn't react for a long time. How did they say that, four people, leaving two people???

And it's the two of them!

So they began to be messy in the wind, messy in the wind, messy, messy ~ ~

The speed of going down the mountain is always faster than that of going up the mountain. Qin Yuxi grew up in the mountain. Following her memory, she went to a waterfall in Dongshan. If she remembered correctly, she could go all the way down the mountain along the water flowing from the waterfall in Dongshan, or to the stream behind the stockade.

Just walking, she jumped down from a stone. Turning back, she saw Qi Zihan chasing down from the top of the mountain. Qin Yuxi stood where he was, looked at him strangely, jumped off the stone, stood in front of her and asked:

"Don't you talk to Chunni? Why are you chasing me?"

"I didn't chase you. The mountain has long been expropriated by us. If you want to go down the mountain, I want to go down the mountain. We can't go the same way. Just say I chase you."

"Well, I'll go to xundong mountain waterfall. I'll draw there. Is that your secret?"

Qin Yuxi stared at the shameless Qi Zihan, turned around and continued to walk down the mountain. At this time, her route had deviated from the path up the East Mountain, and soon entered a dense forest.

Behind her, Qi Zihan answered "where can you draw", and followed her. They passed through a dense forest, heard the sound of water, and then turned a stone, which was the waterfall in Qin Yuxi's memory.

She looked up with a "wow" and looked back happily at Qi Zihan,

"You don't admit that you followed me. Look, you really occupied a good mountain. I liked to take a bath here when I was a child."

With that, she climbed up a big stone by the waterfall, sat on the stone, put out her picture clip and began to draw.

Qi Zihan stood where he was. He wanted to talk to Qin Yuxi, but when he saw that Qin Yuxi had painted, he didn't make a sound or disturb her, so he silently sat behind Qin Yuxi and watched her draw.

The water was cool, and Qi Zi Han opened the handkerchief sent by Qin Yu Xi. He wanted to show it, but he found a mask in his handkerchief.

"What is this?"

He spread the meat mask and spread it on the stone. His eyes were surprised. He saw Qin Yu Xi looking back.

"Is this the pig skin mask you said you made for me?"

"Yes."

Qin Yuxi put down his picture clip and brush, turned around, bent over, white fingers, scooped some water in the clear water, and played some drops on Qi Zihan's face.

When he closed his eyes, Qin Yuxi's fingers had twisted the pig skin mask on the stone and pasted it on Qi Zihan's face.

Then he rubbed it up and down, looked at Qi Zihan, who had become an old grandfather in his fifties and sixties, and said:

"I've thought about it. Making a mask when you were 40 still can't reflect my craft, so I'll make a mask when you were 60. How about it? Grandpa, are you okay?"

With that, Qin Yuxi pushed Qi Zihan to the water and asked him to look at his reflection in the water after he was 60 years old.

Then, looking at Qi Zihan lying shocked by the water, Qin Yuxi couldn't believe his appearance. Qin Yuxi smiled happily. The two brothers patted Qi Zihan's broad back and laughed:

"Grandpa, don't fall into the water."

"This... Cosmetic surgery?"

Qi Zihan was still lying by the water, looked at his reflection in the water, then straightened up and looked at Qin Yuxi with an old face,

"What did you do?"

"Of course, I'm great!"

Qin Yuxi was a little elated, stretched his waist, gently tore off the pig skin mask on Qi Zihan's face, blew, wrapped it carefully with a handkerchief again, and explained:

"The material is not very satisfactory. You can't see water, or the pigment on it will fall off. Generally speaking, this is probably a disposable product. Use it again at the critical moment."

"OK."

Qi Zihan, like a baby, took over the handkerchief bag handed by Qin Yuxi, put it into his pocket properly, and looked at Qin Yuxi, full of admiration,

"Who taught you this technique? You're so powerful. It's amazing."

"This is not cosmetic surgery. This is called special effect makeup. I taught myself."

Qin Yuxi pursed his lips. Seeing that Qi Zihan didn't understand, he grabbed his hand and turned the back of his hand over.

He took out the paint box in the pen bag, carefully adjusted some paint, sat by the water with him, took a thin brush and drew on Qi Zihan's hand.

Before long, a wound appeared on Qi Zihan's hand, lifelike. The edge of the wound was red and swollen, as if it was about to shed blood.

After Qin Yuxi released Qi Zihan's hand, he pulled the back of his hand away and praised:

"It's really like being cut. It's so lifelike."

"Floor plan, it just looks like."

Qin Yuxi packed up the paint and brush, sat beside Qi Zihan, looked up, looked at the back of his raised hand and said modestly:

"If you can have some skin wax, you can make it more three-dimensional and realistic."