Jiang Zhimian went out in a hurry, and came back in a hurry.

Holding a jar in his arms, he looks heavy.

Ruyan hurriedly put the jar on the stone table in the middle of the courtyard.

Then, Jiang Zhimian took out a stack of oiled paper from his arms, as well as a handful of rope used to tie things.

Looking at the crowd, "Who will come first?" ”

"This ...... What are you going to do? Someone asked, puzzled.

Jiang Zhimian replied, "Make hand masks." ”

If you want your hands to become beautiful, daily care is indispensable, and timely remedial hand masks are of course indispensable.

The jar she brought was a mixture of sea buckthorn paste and aloe vera gel.

Aloe vera gel, moisturizing and moisturizing.

Sea buckthorn cream, antioxidant repair of injured skin.

With a two-pronged approach, this hand mask is very good!

If it weren't for repairing the rough hands of these women, Jiang Zhimian wouldn't have thought of this.

In the future, the hand mask can be taken out and sold.

After returning, no one has tried it now, and everyone does not dare to rashly go out and be the first person to eat crabs.

Ruyan stood up, "I'll come." ”

She believes in Xiaodong, even if she doesn't know what it is to make a hand mask, she is willing to try it.

Jiang Zhimian let her sit on the stone bench.

First, a thick layer of hand mask paste was applied to the hand, and then the wrist was sealed with oiled paper.

There is no way, there was no plastic wrap in ancient times, so I had to make do with oil paper.

After all, oil paper is processed paper made of tung oil, which is waterproof and breathable, and is very similar to plastic wrap.

After wrapping the hand mask, you need to wait for a pillar of incense.

Ruyan looked down at her two hands wrapped in oiled paper, and felt very strange.

And, nothing can be done.

I can only sit on a stone chair and count the ants to pass the time.

When the time finally came, she quickly took off the oiled paper and washed off the remaining hand mask paste on her hands with water.

When I saw my hands again, I was stunned.

It is white and tender, and even the barbs that used to be arrogant look much more pleasing to the eye.

"This thing is too powerful, isn't it?" Ruyan was stunned, "You can reach such a level at one time, why do you have to wait for three days?" ”

"That's because you've been soaked in hand mask paste, so it looks very good, and it's not so moisturized at night, and you need to stick to this thing." Jiang Zhimian said, and touched a little hand mask on the back of her hand.

"Do it again?" Ruyan asked.

Jiang Zhimian shook his head, "Now it's just a matter of wiping it on, your hands need to be moisturized at all times, so that they can be delicate and white." ”

This jar of sea buckthorn aloe vera gel can not only be used as a hand mask, but also as a hand cream.

Although she didn't understand it, Ruyan still thought it was true, and quickly rubbed off the hand mask paste on her hand.

The others saw that the effect was very good, and they also hurriedly stepped forward and asked Jiang Zhimian to make it for her.

With so many people, if Jiang Zhimian really does it himself, I'm afraid he will be tired and faint.

So I picked one of them to demonstrate to everyone, and the rest of them did it to each other.

"You can't be too diligent in making hand masks, otherwise your hands will hurt, just once a day, you can choose before going to bed, so that the day's things are done, just take good care of your hands." Jiang Zhimian told again.

Everyone nodded, taking her words to heart.

After tossing around in the beauty salon, it was already noon.

Ruyan wanted to leave Jiang Zhimian to eat, and others also persuaded her, saying that they wanted to show her their skills.

It was really reluctant, Jiang Zhimian had to agree.

But if you live over there, you have to let Bai Youle inform you.

The old lady at the head of the family doesn't know yet.

If she eats out without saying a word, the old lady estimates that she will not be able to eat at home.

Bai Youle is willing to run errands, on the condition that he also stays in the beauty salon to eat.

He didn't want to go back to see the fifth brother, for fear that he would force himself to practice.

Jiang Zhimian didn't know this reason, and thought that he was used to being a friend of women, and suddenly saw so many women, so he was reluctant to leave.

Anyway, it wasn't a big deal, so I nodded and agreed.

The group was used to doing chores in Yihong Courtyard, and they were busy and orderly, and soon, eight dishes and one soup were on the table.

They are all special dishes from Jinguo, and they really taste good.

Jiang Zhimian ate two bowls of rice very happily.

And Bai Youle was even more exaggerated, eating four bowls.

He had been crying since last night, and he had only eaten until now, and he was already hungry.

Nanyi, who knew how to make clothes, teased him, "Little Xianggong, if you eat so much, your body and bones must not be bad, come to think of it, you are a hidden practitioner, right?" ”

Hearing the word practice, Bai Youle's brain buzzed.

Turning his head to look at Nanyi, his eyes were full of panic, he threw down the bowl and ran away.

If you don't practice, you won't practice, and you won't practice to death!

Nanyi still wondered, "Did I say something wrong, why did I leave in a good manner." ”

"How old are you, and you still hook up with other beautiful boys, of course he has to stay away, you, it's better to be lonely and old age." Ruyan patted her on the shoulder.

Nanyi shrugged, "I'm just casually talking, speaking of which, if my first child didn't flow, he would be as old as him, he could be my son, what could I think?" ”

Not only Nanyi thinks so, but everyone else also thinks this way.

They are all old women, and it is good to be able to change to a free body in this life and die a good life.

Husband or something, don't count on it.

But Jiang Zhimian was thoughtful.

After eating, Jiang Zhimian went out.

When he returned, he had a stack of medicine bags and two crockpots for stewed medicine.

Inside the medicine bag was the conditioning medicine she had prescribed herself.

Listening to Nanyi talk about the children at the dinner table just now, she thought that these women in front of her probably all had the same experience.

After all, there were not many hedging measures in ancient times, and the probability of being hit was very high.

Ordinary people accept their fate when they are pregnant, and they are born.

But they can't, they can only use various methods to drain it, so that they can continue to pick up customers.

It's very hurtful.

So that they are only in their thirties and forties, and they are already old.

Facial aging can be remedied by cosmetics and skin care products, but in the end, the symptoms are not cured.

If you want to be cured, you have to find the symptoms in the body and recuperate them fundamentally.

"Eight bowls of water are fried into a bowl, drink it every morning, and a cup of tea after a meal is the best, and if you stick to it for a month, it will make your body much better." Jiang Zhimian said.

"Why waste money to buy these, we are all cheap, not as noble as you are the little proprietor, and we are not worth it." Like a flue, his hand kept rubbing the medicine bag.

It can be seen that she wants to drink, but she is embarrassed.

Jiang Zhimian corrected her words, "No one should be cheap, everyone is equal, I deserve to live, and you are also worth it." ”