Shen Yiguang laughed teasingly, "Good to know, now scram."
Zhao ManCang hurriedly left with his wife, "Wife, let’s rest early too, to spare others thinking they’re the only ones with wives."
Yang PeiMin turned her face away, she didn’t understand a thing.
Shen Yiguang also put down his teacup and said to Shen Erniu, "Did you hear that, Father? You should go to sleep early too."
Shen Erniu, slightly dazed, almost blurted out ’It’s not even seven o’clock’ but seeing his son’s serious face, he swallowed his words.
It was Yang PeiMin who mentioned fetching water for washing up that saved her from her own awkwardness.
There was water boiling in the kitchen, probably left for them. She asked Shen Yiguang to help her carry a bucket of water and washed herself quickly.
Shen Yiguang subtly encouraged her to keep soaking in the bath, and Yang PeiMin gave him a look.
After grooming, she returned to the room, first letting down her hair and combing it, then began dabbing stuff on her face.
Shen Yiguang, lying on the bed, watched her with curiosity, "Is good skin really nurtured ?"
"My beauty is natural, but these applications just add more glow to my original beauty."
Shen Yiguang shook his head with a smile and let her be, "Sister, no issues coming over, right?"
"No issues, a relative is getting married and asked for my help."
"Makeup." Yang PeiMin poured some hand lotion, massaging it in before climbing onto the bed.
Shen Yiguang quickly lifted the quilt for her, "Come lie down, the bed is nice and warm."
Yang PeiMin glanced over and was almost shocked, this guy was not wearing a...
Shen Yiguang pulled her down, "Lie down quick, before the cold air seeps in."
"You told me not to wear..." Yang PeiMin grumbled as she shifted slightly to the side.
"You have such skills?" Shen Yiguang leaned over to look at her, his eyebrows slightly raised in disbelief.
Yang PeiMin pulled the quilt higher and scoffed, "Didn’t you see my cousin back then?"
Shen Yiguang chuckled, "Back then, my eyes were only for you, how could I remember what other girls looked like?"
Yang PeiMin snorted, "You were just acting all aloof, not even giving me a proper look."
"Oh, so you were secretly noticing me..." Shen Yiguang seemed very pleased, "Wife, did you have feelings for me back then..."
"No!" Yang PeiMin interjected, "I just happened to see you, don’t overthink it. Let’s sleep early, I need to go out tomorrow."
"Okay." Shen Yiguang agreed readily.
But he interpreted it differently from her.
And made up for the previous night, almost making her unable to get up the next day.
Generally, it’s better to do things sooner rather than later, so after breakfast, Yang PeiMin told Chen Guizhi that she would be going out.
Sitting aside, Shen Yiyue curiously asked, "Sister-in-law, are you visiting relatives or going to town?"
"Last night, my cousin came and mentioned that a cousin of ours is getting married, and I’m going over to help."
"What help can you offer?" Shen Yixiang chimed in.
Yang PeiMin initially didn’t want to respond, but seeing Chen Guizhi also looking curious, she explained, "Oh, it’s about makeup. I have some face products here. I’ll see if she can use them. Getting married is a once-in-a-lifetime event, and it’s understandable for a girl to want to look beautiful, so I’m also going there to join in the fun."
Chen Guizhi chuckled with realization, "So that’s how it is. Everyone goes through this. You better go earlier."
Shen Yiyue’s interest piqued even more, fearing Yang PeiMin would leave, she hurriedly asked, "Sister-in-law, which type did you buy? Is it ’Friendship’? How do you use it for a wedding? Just apply it like usual to keep the skin from drying out?"
"Pfft, I thought it was something big! Your relative is too stingy, can’t even afford to buy a box of face cream, and still expects to prevent dry skin? Just slather some oil on and be done with it," Shen Yixiang said, amused.
Yang PeiMin answered Shen Yiyue, "No, I mixed some extra things in it, besides hydration it can also whiten the skin a bit, so let’s just patch it up as much as possible. It’s better than nothing."
Shen Yiyue caught the key point, her eyes shining even brighter, "You mixed it yourself? Is that okay?"
Yang PeiMin nodded at her, "Last time when my cousin got married, there was some Pearl Powder left. I mixed it in because it can whiten the skin, but Pearl Powder is hard to find, couldn’t get much more."
"Do you use it normally?" Shen Yiyue asked softly.
Shen Yixiang also pricked up her ears to listen to how Yang PeiMin would respond.
"No, I don’t have any Pearl Powder."
Shen Yixiang hummed disbelievingly.
Yang PeiMin smiled, "Whether I use it or not, you can tell by getting a bit closer, this thing can’t lie. Let’s chat more when I come back, I’m almost due for my meeting with my cousin."
"Alright, sister-in-law, I’ll walk you out," Shen Yiyue followed behind her.
Yang PeiMin chuckled, "No need for that, it’s not like I’m a guest or anything."
Shen Yiyue approached eagerly and asked, "Sister-in-law, can I come along to see it?"
Yang PeiMin glanced at her, "Yiyue, you want to see the makeup?"
"I can show you when I get back too."
Yang PeiMin nodded and Shen Yiyue happily returned inside.
Zhao ManCang’s cousin is named Gong Chenglan, and her house isn’t far, just next to the town.
Shen Yiguang was going to take them both over.
Pan Shuiqin winked at her and mouthed, "Your man isn’t bad."
Yang PeiMin could only say that in certain matters, he was almost always obliging.
After getting out of the car, Shen Yiguang asked her about her return time and also reminded her, "Don’t stay out too late, don’t be picky with food, don’t go out alone, stick with your cousin."
Yang PeiMin nodded in agreement, and only then did Shen Yiguang let her go.
Pan Shuiqin stood by, eyes wide with astonishment, and once he left, she couldn’t help saying, "Really! Are you made of porcelain or what? He seems like he can’t bear to not have you tied to his belt."
"Just last night, I was telling you about keeping a man’s heart tied up tightly, and you’ve already graduated."
This feeling of being envied was quite nice, Yang PeiMin’s vanity was satisfied for a moment, and she modestly nodded, "It’s alright, I suppose."
"Just brag, come on, tell me what you did?" As they walked toward Gong Chenglan’s house, Pan Shuiqin kept pestering her.
"You don’t know, men, except for the first few days when they are warm to you, after some days they take everything for granted, ordering you around, it’s so smooth. If you do it right, it’s taken for granted; if not, you get a lecture. Such behavior!"
Yang PeiMin was a bit skeptical, "Really? Brother-in-law treats you quite well, right? Weren’t you two all lovey-dovey on the way back last night?"
Pan Shuiqin blushed a bit, "That’s just because he was thinking about that matter."
Yang PeiMin’s face reddened at her straightforwardness, "Ah, why are married women so shameless!"