After Transmigrating Into the Cultivation World, the School Topper Was Reborn

Fortunately, her body is actually capable of cultivating immortals, and it is even better than the body after she passed through. Unfortunately, the spiritual energy in this world is very scarce. She has been meditating for a long time, and she has gathered a trace of it. Aura, the meridians run a small week, and the sky is also dark.

The old lady outside the door thought she was sleeping inside, and shouted at her angrily: "I'm such a big girl, and I lie down on the bed when I come back. I don't even know how to wash my clothes, and I am a 60-year-old lady. I've never seen such a lazy girl who is so lazy to eat her heart!"

After a while, he scolded again: "I know I sleep all day, I can't study, I can't study, I'm so lazy, I can't do anything, don't know how to wash or clean clothes? Your parents are busy, Don’t know how to make dinner for dinner? Just watch me go around and don’t know how to come out to help?"

"You have to be the same as your sister. You can get the top ten in the exam. Don't talk about the top ten, it's the top twenty. I don't want you to do anything! I serve you like an ancestor, but can you make it? I don’t live up to my temper, I’m the last one in every exam, and I want us to give you a good face, let me tell you! Poor reading is just a part-time job, and people don’t want you to clean the toilet. Even if you get shit in the sky, You can only eat it by opening your mouth. A lazy person like you can't eat it!"

Since the family’s nanny resigned, now the housework is done by the old lady. If she asks the nanny, she loves the money, but she does not ask for the nanny, but she feels unwilling. After Su Xingchen comes, she wants to use Su Xingchen as a nanny. , Let Su Xingchen do everything.

When Su Xingchen first came here, he was trembling like a quail. The adult did what he ordered, but soon, when he saw his sister and brother do nothing, the old lady only ordered her to do a good job without compliments, and a bad job. I also learned to resist when I was scolded all day long.

Su Xingchen opened his eyes from the meditation, although only a trace of spiritual energy had been gathered, fortunately, it was smoothly entrained into the body.

Looking at the sour-smelling impurities coming out of his body, Su Xingchen got up, lowered his head and pulled out a box under the crib, found two changed clothes from inside, and opened the door.

The old lady saw her come out, her face was stretched as long as a horse's face, and her brows, eyes, lips and corners were all drooping, "Now I know that I came out? I thought you were sleeping in it, so I don’t want to have dinner. Done! If your mother comes back tonight and has no food to eat, she won’t loose your skin!"

"Hair is just like a chicken coop. The little girl doesn't look like a little girl. I don't know if it's stained with shit. I smell stinky here." The old lady frowned and was full of disgust.

Su Xingchen directly ignored her, walked into the bathroom, closed the door, and took a shower.

There are two toilets in Su's house, one is public outside, and there is another in the master bedroom of Su's parents.

Since she came, Su Xingyue never took a shower in the public bathroom outside, and went to the bedroom of Su and Mom to wash every night, and all her own toiletries were taken inside.

The blinds on the bathroom windows are pulled, and some shower gel shampoos are placed on the windowsill, there is also a piece of soap, and a lot of facial cleanser is squeezed.

Su Xingchen suddenly remembered that he started makeup at the age of fifteen in this life, and painted his eyes dark all day long. Unfortunately, at a young age, he didn’t understand the importance of makeup removal. He was young, young and had good skin. I don’t know about skin care. When I was 20, my skin was basically ruined by myself.

Looking at her face like a color palette in the mirror, she went to her parents' room again. She saw cleansing oil on her mom's dressing table, poured some on the palm of her hand, and carefully removed her makeup.

The old lady watched her open the door of the master bedroom, and hurriedly followed in. Seeing that she poured something on her mother’s dressing table and wiped her face, she cursed: "I don’t learn well all the time. It's like a ghost, and you wiped your mother's things on your face. No matter how you wipe it, it's useless! Look at your sister, her face is clean and refreshing, so it looks like you!

After she cursed at the back, Su Xingchen had already gone out, and the old lady went out and locked the door of the master bedroom behind her back, drew the key and put it in her pocket.

Su Xingchen used the cleansing oil, mainly because the eye makeup was too tragic, and it was so dark that it could not be washed off by the cleanser alone.

The facial cleanser is only a dozen pieces of ordinary facial cleanser. I squeeze a big lump into the palm of my hand before rubbing out the foam. Carefully remove the makeup on the face and clean it, revealing the clean and white face underneath.

I have just introduced the air into the body and discharged the impurities in the body. Because of the previous fight, the scratches on the face and neck and the palm prints of Somuda have basically healed. The skin looks soft and transparent, milky white. There is still baby fat on his face.

Although she was raised in the parents of her uncle and aunt, she has not suffered much. Uncle has only two sons. Aunt treats her like her own daughter. Before the age of seven, she didn't know that she was not her aunt's daughter, but thought they were herself. Parents.

She is going to elementary school at the age of seven. She does not have an official name. Her aunt has been calling her'Abao Abao' because she has no registered permanent residence. Before that, she only studied in a private preschool in the town for two years. After going down, my aunt called her parents again and again, asking her how to solve the problem of household registration and name.

Her mother really didn’t have much affection for the daughter raised by her mother-in-law’s family for so many years, and she was very busy. She just said: “Whatever you call it, her generation is of the Xingzi generation, you just look at Xingyue Xingyang’s name. , Take one according to it."

"Why do your parents do this? You don't have to take a name, but we still have to take it? The child is about to go to elementary school, and the household registration has not yet been registered."

My aunt was not angry, so she simply left her household registration in their home, followed her uncle's surname He, and named her He Xingchen after Su Xingyue and Su Xingyang.

She has been He Xingchen for more than twelve years, and Su Xingchen for eight years. The former He Xingchen seems to have been forgotten. Her household registration and scientific name are all changed to Su Xingchen. Usually, she only recognizes Su Xingchen by name and address. Xingchen, no He Xingchen.

She said that she was He Xingchen, and no one recognized her.

After removing her makeup, she washed her head to toe cleanly. When she wiped her hair with a towel, she had forgotten which towel she owned. When she saw the towel on the towel rack, her memory suddenly became clear.

Maybe in order to distinguish everyone’s towels, the label of each towel shows a word. The two towels on the front row of the towel rack have the word "Yang", and the next two rows are "Ye" and one is. Nai, she put the foot towel on the hook on the back of the towel rack, and saw two towels with the character'Chen' hanging.

She didn't remember which towel was for washing her face or which one was for bathing. It was only distinguished by color. The pink one was probably for washing her face, and the blue one was probably for bathing, so she took the pink towel and wiped her hair.

To be honest, she had the urge to cut off this hair when she looked at it. The hair might have been dyed yellow. On the basis of yellow, she dyed her bangs blue and the tail under her hair dyed red. In order to be cool, there are also a few strands of grandma's gray stained in it, but the roots of the hair have grown more than two inches of black.

Really colorful.

She quickly scrubbed the clothes she had changed and put them on the air. The old lady watched her dry the clothes, stretched her face and reprimanded her: "Whether I do the cooking is you alone? Yes? Ask you to wash your clothes. If your mouth is broken, you don’t know how to move it. When you see the dirt on the floor at home like a garbage dump, you don’t know how to drag it with a mop, so it counts on me."

Su Xingchen seemed to have not heard her babble, put on his shoes and ran downstairs again.

There is still a lot of money left for her father to buy medicine for her. There are several barbershops in the community. She found the nearest one, sat on the chair in front of the mirror, and said to the little brother who walked forward to greet her: Cut all hair." She pointed to her dripping hair: "Cut all the parts that are not black."

The barber’s little brother used earrings to support a coin-sized pierced ear, walked forward and twisted a strand of her hair and rubbed it. He looked at her face and said with a smile: If you do, then you can only see the inch. You don’t need to cut it all. I will fix it for you and dye it black."

"How much does it cost to dye it black?"

The barber handed a price list, "Half a 50% discount card, it only costs more than two hundred, and in the future, it will only cost 50% to wash and cut hair."

Su Xingchen glanced at the price list and closed it neatly: "Cut it all."

Little brother from the barber shop saw that she was young and didn’t look like she could apply for a card. She just asked based on professional habits, and didn’t say much. He picked up the scissors and confirmed again: “Is it such a long line? "

"Row."

"Then I will give you all the push?"

After she nodded, the little brother took a clipper very neatly, and Tututu pushed her back most of the hair, and only trimmed it carefully when she reached the front hair.

Such private barbershops generally do not cut their hair as meticulously as those of large chain stores. Fortunately, the technology is also good. After half an hour, a clean and neat inch appeared.

Su Xingchen is tall, has a small frame, and has a small face. He has raised phoenix eyes, a high nose, a small mouth, red lips and white teeth, and black hair and snowy skin. Even if she cut her head, she is not like a tomboy. Instead, she finished her face with a fat baby It was fully displayed, clear and beautiful.

Looking at himself in the mirror, Su Xingchen finally found it more pleasing to the eye.