Wang Family’s Peasant Woman: Raising kids and Making wealth

Gu Chunzhu painstakingly opened his heavy eyelids, and the thought in his head was whether Wang really killed Peach Blossom this year, so tired that she was always around those women.

But she doesn't allow anyone to stay in her house and covet her man.

Gu Chunzhu's apricot eyes blinked hard twice before opening. His eyes ranged from blurred vision to clarity, but he saw a lot of debris drop in front of his eyes, a little bigger than the dandruff, like dead skin.

“What are these things?” Gu Chunzhu looked at the little pieces of dead skin. At first glance, she sat scared.

“Ah -” Mama Liu saw that Gu Chunzhu was screaming, and she took a few steps back. "Ma'am, your face, how did your face become like this? ”

Gu Chunzhu touched his face, just felt a little warm, not uncomfortable, even a little comfortable, but she touched a bunch of dead skin with her hands. At first glance, she really had some numb scalp.

“Bronze mirrors for me?” Gu Chunzhu shook his dead skin on the handle and shook Liu Mei.

“Madam, why don't I wash and wash you first? Don't be scared...” Mama Liu swallowed a hard sip and looked at Chunzhu, afraid she would be scared by herself.

“Come on, don't make a scene. Go get me some water.” Gu Chunzhu held onto her curiosity. She didn't feel any sadness about Mother Liu's words. Instead, she felt calm in her heart. It was just a little uncomfortable. What pills did Hu Fei give her, instead of looking good, became ugly?

Mama Liu went out and Gu Chunzhu stepped out of bed and went to the copper mirror.

“Shit!” Gu Chunzhu couldn't help but swear. This face was more exciting than what she saw when she first crossed over. It used to look like two raisins on a large cake. Now it's like a soaked cookie, and the dead skin on your face falls off like a snake's scales.

When Mama Liu came in with hot water, she saw Gu Chunzhu's face in front of the copper mirror. In her eyes, Gu Chunzhu was sad.

“Tell the lady to stop watching. Xingxiao is probably allergic to heat right now. Old Slave should wash your face. I don't know.” Mama Liu used to help Gu Chunzhu over and let her sit beside the bed and carefully wipe her face.

Gu Chunzhu's heart pulled out cold, this Houfei didn't mean to fix himself, did he?

With such a face and beauty pills, the side effects are too great. She shouldn't have trusted Hoofy. Although Hoofy was a shrink, the pill was nothing, and she stepped on thunder.

“Does the lady hurt? The slave sees the skin wash off.” Mama Liu rubbed Gu Chunzhu's face and said with a sigh of relief, thinking that there was still help!

“It doesn't hurt, wipe it hard.” Gu Chunzhu doesn't expect to be beautiful anymore. Just be what you are.

Finally, three basins of water were changed. Gu Chunzhu only saw Mama Liu's cooling smile and knew that her face was incomplete. When Mama Liu went out to pour water, Gu Chunzhu went to take a photo in front of the bronze mirror.

Now her face doesn't look like a crumby bread, it's covered in semi-adhesive dead skin, and it looks more like an old cucumber from Shawther in the autumn breeze.

“My lady, don't look in the mirror.” Mama Liu brought in another basin of water, and when she saw Gu Chunzhu look in the mirror, she stopped it, "probably just wash it again. ”

“Forget it, if you don't wash it, drop it. Let me see how thick my face is and how long it will take to lose it.” This is it, Gu Chunzhu shrugged his shoulders without any reason. He told Mama Liu, "Find me a veil and I'll cover my ugly face. ”

Mama Liu was stunned. Never before had she seen an inner mother so uncomfortable with the appearance. She stunned for a while before giving Gu Chunzhu a veil to cover her face.

Gu Chunzhu doesn't matter, except that he saw his face become more entrenched, what do you have to do? People have to live!

“Ma'am, the hoof, in the yard, shall we go?” Mama Liu looked at Gu Chunzhu in the veil. Although she covered most of her face, her forehead was still wrinkled and her skin on one face was broken.

“If you don't go first, this face scares the shit out of you.” Gu Chunzhu didn't mind his face at all. He thought about the patience of the prayer girl, but he had not shown his horses and feet before.

Qi Qi, she asked, "The soup she sent. Did the general drink it? ”

“No, our general is sending us, who doesn't know that the general only has a wife in mind. The general's front foot just kicked that bitch out, and the back foot gave the soup to the librarian for drinking.” Mama Liu said, she also had to be proud to raise her eyebrows and be happy for Gu Chunzhu.

“According to the janitor, this is still three hours of fine stewed duck soup. It's delicious. It seems that this cheap hoof can not only play a fussy little tune, but also learn some talent.” Mother Liu thought that Ann also followed Miss Yan in learning the qin. She knew that her mouth was wrong and was anxious to change her tongue. “Like our lady, what she learned was serious chess books and drawings. That little bitch studied to seduce men. ”

Gu Chunzhu was not a careful eye, nor was Liu's mouth miscalculated. When she heard that Gu Chunzhu had not drunk the soup sent by Miss Qiyan, her lips under the veil were slightly raised.

She gently touched her face, and she became ugly. She didn't know if Brother Wang would mind. As for the rotten peach blossoms he caused, she let him handle them himself.

This scene of Gu Chunzhu touching her face in Liu's eyes was that she was depressed. She said, "Madame will definitely be fine. The hostess of this family is sitting steadily. ”

“I'm fine, Mama Liu, go busy with you, I'll sleep a little longer.” Gu Chunzhu also had nothing to do, so he had to lie in bed and rest.

“Yes.” Mama Liu retreated intellectually.

I don't know if the effects of Hu Fei's medication are not yet completely volatile. Gu Chunzhu fell asleep next to the pillow and fell asleep again. The face of the dream has been warm.

When she woke up, someone ripped off her veil. Gu Chunzhu awoke and sat up. He rushed to grab the veil and cover his face.

Looking at Su Wangqin in front of her, she never thought that one day she would care so much about her appearance. She lowered her voice and became a little angry. “Brother Wang, why are you pulling my veil? I can't even see my face. ”

Su Wangqin's deep black eyes reflected Gu Chunzhu's appearance. As she slept Kung Fu, she had a scaly little piece of dead skin on her face.

Upon hearing Mama Liu's reply, Su Wangqin dropped the matter at hand and rushed in. Looking at the look of Chunzhu, his eyes filled with heartache. He reached out and caressed her face gently. "Does it hurt? ”