"No, come in."

Zhou Qing fell down and took out a dry veil to wipe his hair.

This house not only has complete equipment, but also has a veil for wiping hair, face and feet.

Zhou Yao roasted the cold air from her body in the outer room and entered the inner room.

"Sister, do you know how to use the bottles and jars sent by Uncle Zhong?"

At that time, Uncle Zhong sent a box of rouge and water powder, all colors in triplicate, and they and Zhao separated on the spot.

But if you divide it, you will be overwhelmed by how to use it.

"I just planned to use some, but every one of them is fragrant. How can I wipe it?"

As Zhou Yao spoke, Zhou Qing sat in front of the bronze mirror and opened the rouge powder.

Suddenly...

Before traveling through time, I read the novel. As soon as the heroine walked over, she immediately transformed from a clown girl to a fair skin and beautiful thighs.

Is she a fake heroine?

Why can't she even understand the skin care products in front of her?

She knew that those dry powders must be similar to modern foundations.

But what about these pastes?

There are seven or eight boxes of milky white light pink cream, which one is used to wipe the face?

or......

All are wiping your face?

After all, Uncle Zhong, a big man, must not know which one is better, so he bought everything?

The style of a rich man.

After thinking for a while, Zhou Qing carefully chose a box of light pink paste that smelled with a faint fragrance of wintersweet.

"I don't know much either. Otherwise, if you can apply this first, we will go to the Rouge Shop for a few days."

Here, the two sisters talked for a while and each stopped.

That wing, Bimozhai.

Uncle Zhong sat on a rattan chair in the inner room with tea. In front of him was a young man in ordinary clothes and sharp eyes.

"...Zhou Yuan sent someone to Qingyang Village, and originally planned to sneak into the hospital in the dark and do it directly.

Because the Cheng family was blocking outside, it was difficult for them to do something, so they poured tinder oil on the yard room in the dark and lit the yard.

There were too many people at that time, so it was hard for us to stop him.

The Cheng family just thought it was because they accidentally smoked dry tobacco and rushed to the yard. The fire broke out and frightened them to put out the fire.

But there was too much turmeric oil, so the fire could not enter at all. They could only keep pouring water on the periphery to try to win.”

Uncle Zhong...

Burned?

So cruel!

But...will Zhou Qing and the others no longer need to know Qingyang Village?

"So, does the Cheng family think Zhou Qing and the others were burned to death?"

The young man shook his head.

"Zhou Yuan's people left when the fire was at its peak. The people in Qingyang Village were busy until the fire went out and rushed in.

The burned corpse was not found in the ashes. They just thought it was a fire and the people inside ran away in the chaos."

As soon as the fire broke out, the people outside informed the clan leader.

Almost all the villagers worked together to pour water to put out the fire.

The scene was naturally chaotic.

And Cheng Jia was thinking about marrying Zhou Qing.

It is reasonable that Zhou Qing and the others took advantage of the chaos to run away.

Uncle Zhong nodded, "Where did Zhou Yuan's people go after they left?"

"Let's go towards Pingzhou."

When he heard about Pingzhou, Uncle Zhong was shocked, "Pingzhou?"

You know, the day before he left Kyoto, Shen Li was secretly sent to Pingzhou to carry out a mission by the emperor.

"Is anyone following?"

The young man nodded, "Yes."

Uncle Zhong stood up and wandered around for a few times.

Pingzhou... but don't have any trouble.

......

The next morning.

Before dawn, Zhou Ping got up early, washed up in cold water, and went straight to the martial arts hall behind.

Horse stance, morning jogging, boxing, and bowing.

In the past, I practiced according to Professor Chen Li's thoughts. Now, with the guidance of Li Yi and Li Er and the equipment specially designed for practicing martial arts in the martial arts hall, Zhou Ping practiced more and more vigorously.

Zhou Huailin swept the yard, Zhao cooked, and Zhou Yao made amazing discoveries in the back room of the last row of the house.

There is a whole row of back cover rooms, which are connected inside.

Several bookshelf were arranged neatly.

There are a wide variety of books on the shelf.

There are only two bookshelfs in the slogan.

"I'm a divine world, what kind of fairyland is this?"

After quickly finding ten books that were interested, Zhou Yao took them back to the room excitedly.

At this time, Zhou Qing was in a fit of anger early in the morning.

"Didn't you say that you should work harder when you come to the county town?"

Staring at Zhou Huaishan, Zhou Qing just wanted to slap him to death with one shoe sole!

When I got up, I was slow to wash and eat. It took Zhou Huaishan half an hour to sit in front of the table.

That's all.

It’s time to start learning when you sit at the table?

As a result, they got better. In the next half hour, they went to the toilet five times.

It takes an average of five minutes each time!

Half an hour, that was an hour, and it took him twenty-five minutes to go to the toilet.

There were thirty-five minutes left. Sometimes I thought the pen was a bit thick, sometimes I thought the light was a little dark, sometimes I thought the noodles I woke up early were a little choking and wanted to drink water. After drinking the water, I had to pee.

Staring at Zhou Huaishan, Zhou Qing was so angry.

"Do you learn or not?"

All his good temper was exhausted, and Zhou Qing slapped the table and yelled.

Zhou Huaishan looked at Zhou Qing quietly with an innocent grievance, "Am I learning this? People have three urgent needs. You can't let me suffocate to death because of learning."

Zhou Qing...

"What's the benefit of you to anger me to death!"

Seeing that Zhou Qing was about to explode, Zhou Huaishan said weakly: "Okay, okay, I study hard, young people should not be so angry."

He looked like he had made a great compromise.

Zhou Qing...

"read!"

Zhou Huaishan finally began to get into the state, and Zhou Qing felt like he had survived a disaster.

I leaned weakly on the back of the chair, and wanted to have popsicles in the cold winter.

Because the rice, flour, meat and vegetables at home had not been delivered yet, Zhao bought a little less from the county town.

At lunch, everyone was talking and laughing around the table, and Uncle Zhong was here.

I sent rice, flour and meat, and also explained the story of last night.
To be continued...