An Shuyao pinched the hairband with some embarrassment: "I don't know how to tie my hair, so just tie it with a hairband to avoid damaging the hairpin."
Lu Jin went to find a hairpin and held a comb in his hand: "Sit tight and I'll hold it for you."
An Shuyao looked at him in surprise. She didn't expect Lu Jin to hold up the woman's hair accessories. She sat obediently and let him do it.
The black hair in his hand was flexibly rolled into a woman's temples, and finally the hairpin was inserted into it. The lotus root pink clothes made her look more delicate than a flower.
An Shuyao touched her hair in disbelief. His technique was better than that of her previous maids.
Her hair is all tied up. Not only does she not look mature, her face with a little baby fat is very cute and delicate.
She ran to look in the mirror again, and ran to Lu Jin happily: "Ms. sir, your hair is so beautiful. When did you learn how to do women's hair?"
Lu Jin looked at her and smiled: "I used to watch my mother pull her hair up a lot, and I learned how to do it over time."
Will you be able to see it this way?
An Shuyao had no doubt that he was there, so she grabbed her skirt and ran out to play in the snow together.
Lu Jin looked at her back with a smile on his lips.
In fact, he can not only do his hair, but also draw his eyebrows.
He didn't learn it by watching his mother, but after he asked for marriage with An Shuyao, he practiced it quietly in his room.
He thought he would be able to use it one day.
He personally painted her eyebrows and pulled up her hair.
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This time the bullock cart was driven by An Jingzhou, and he even built a shed while doing it, so he was not afraid of rain or snow.
The car is stocked with game to be brought to the Yuan Mansion. It is indeed convenient for the family to have a car, allowing them to come and go freely.
It only took half an hour to reach the county, and it would be faster if we took a horse-drawn carriage.
The oxcart stopped at the gate of Yuan Mansion. An Shuyao got off the car with her skirt in hand. She held a clay pot in her hand, which contained the spiritual spring water. She looked at An Jingzhou and asked: "Brother Qi, what do you want?"
Don’t you want to go in and take a look?”
An Jingzhou was stunned, thinking about Wei Chiyu, who still had a bad expression: "I won't go. I'll go to the street to buy some cotton clothes to wear, and then buy some pork, mutton, and vegetables. I'll have more in the evening.
Eat hot pot.”
As he spoke, he licked his lips: "Let's meet at your shop then."
An Shuyao nodded in agreement.
After An Jingzhou left, An Shuyao walked to the grand gate of Yuan Mansion. The servant guarding the gate recognized him.
An Shuyao smiled and said, "Please tell me that An Shuyao is visiting."
The servant left quickly, and soon Yuan Yi came. To An Shuyao's surprise, Mu Jincheng came back.
He went to Tianyuan City some time ago, but he didn't expect to come back again.
An Shuyao greeted them with a smile: "Yuan Shaodong's family, Mr. Mu."
Mu Jincheng glanced at her hair accessories, then responded coldly, then turned and left.
An Shuyao looked at him strangely. Why did he think Mu Jincheng was cold towards her? She thought about it and found that she had indeed done nothing to offend Mu Jincheng.
So I stopped paying attention to him.
All the things An Shuyao brought were delivered by the servants. Yuan Yi yelled: "Come here, what else are you bringing? I don't have anything at home?"
An Shuyao walked with him in the house: "It's game my seventh brother caught in the mountains. It's not valuable. I'll give you some to taste. Don't be dissatisfied if it's too little."
Yuan Yi raised his eyebrows: "How could it be? You came suddenly this time, and I didn't even prepare anything."
An Shuyao smiled: "Entrusted by others."
Yuan Yi didn't realize it for a moment. After Mrs. Yuan knew An Shuyao was coming, she quickly came out of the house to welcome him.
Sensing a direct gaze, An Shuyao looked over and saw that it was Xi Mian. She seemed to have changed from a first-class maid to a second-class courtyard cleaner.
Seeing Xu Anan looking over, Si Mian hurriedly lowered his head.
An Shuyao's hand was held by Mrs. Yuan and she walked into the house.
It snowed today, and Mrs. Yuan's house was still very warm with charcoal burning. There were several maids standing inside pouring tea.
Mrs. Yuan pulled An Shuyao to sit down beside her and began to complain: "Oh, you girl, how long has it been since you just took a look at the old lady? How come it's cured and you don't have to worry about it anymore?
"
Mrs. Yuan's words were a bit childish, which made An Shuyao dumbfounded: "No way, I didn't take the time to come to you right away. I also brought you some medicinal recipes. You can follow these.
I guarantee you won’t be out of breath while climbing the mountain.”
Mrs. Yuan was amused by her: "It's not such an exaggeration. If I can live a few more years, I will die without regrets watching my eldest grandson marry and have children."
This time it was Yuan Yi's turn to be helpless: "Grandma, the fate has not come yet, who do you want me to marry?"
In fact, it is a pity for Mrs. Yuan. What a good girl An Shuyao is, but a famous beauty has an owner. I really don't know which brat got the advantage.
Mrs. Yuan glared at him: "You don't like me, grandson, let's not be too picky. Just be dignified and virtuous."
Yuan Yi shook his head: "I can't get in the way of what you women are talking about. I'll call Sister Chiyu for you."
"Wait a minute." An Shuyao called to him.
Yuan Yi turned around in confusion: "What else is there?"
An Shuyao handed him several medicinal tables and a jar of spiritual spring water.
"You can add some when cooking medicinal meals, not too much, just a small spoonful, and you can also add it when cooking."
Yuan Yi took it: "What is this?"
An Shuyao smiled and said, "Baby."
Yuan Yi, who didn't understand, sent the pottery pot to the kitchen and asked the cook to put it away carefully. Anyway, the things An Shuyao gave would definitely not be bad.
An Shuyao chatted with Mrs. Yuan all over the world. No matter what Mrs. Yuan asked about, An Shuyao could answer one or two, and even discussed what was the most beautiful thing.
Even though Mrs. Yuan is old, she is still a little old lady who loves beauty. When she saw An Shuyao, it was as if she had met a close friend.
"Next time I will make a facial cream and give it to you, as well as a traditional Chinese medicine mask. If possible, you can grind the pearls and mix them with the mask to apply on your face to refine your skin."
Mrs. Yuan's heart suddenly moved and she said hello repeatedly.
After a while, a girl wearing a light blue cotton coat came in, still wearing a curtain hat.
She saluted Mrs. Yuan: "Grandma." Then she looked at An Shuyao and nodded slightly: "Miss An."
An Shuyao was quite curious about her, so she smiled back: "Miss Wei."
Wei Chiyu didn't doubt why An Shuyao knew her name at all. He heard Yuan Yi explain it clearly when he came.
This girl is that asshole's sister.
Because An Jingzhou had such a bad impression on her, she didn't like anyone named An, and she didn't know why Yuan Yi called him.
Just as she was about to find an excuse to go back to her room, she heard An Shuyao ask her with a smile: "Miss Wei, do you want to treat your face?"