The little dumpling saw through Zhuang Yueyue's thoughts at a glance. She reached out, grabbed Zhuang Yueyue's braid, and pulled her over.

Zhuang Yueyue felt a sharp pain in her head, cried out "Ouch!", and staggered back a few steps.

Zhuang Yueyue touched her head and shouted, "You stinky guy, how dare you pull my hair!"

The little dumpling let go and fiercely warned Zhuang Yueyue:

"If you dare mess up my game, I'll beat you up!"

After saying that, she waved her small, bean-shaped fist.

Zhuang Yueyue took a few steps back timidly.

After all, I've witnessed how the little dumpling can lift a table with one hand. If I really anger her...

Zhuang Yueyue felt that she was destined to be beaten.

After glaring fiercely at the little dumpling, Zhuang Yueyue could only walk away dejectedly.

After the game time ended, Zhou Xueguan came over and prepared to take the little children into the school.

"Alright, all students, line up now, we're going back to school."

The little dumpling turned its head to look when it heard Zhou Xueguan's voice.

In an instant, the little dumpling's gaze was fixed on the mahogany round box in Zhou Xueguan's hand.

What is that?

Why do I feel a faint smell of blood rising from my skin?

The little dumpling's heart skipped a beat. She used to only see sickness on people, but now she could see a wooden box emitting a scarlet blood aura!

why is that?

That's so weird!

The little dumpling ran up to Zhou Xueguan and pointed at the mahogany round box in her hand, asking:

"Zhou Xueguan, what are you holding in your hand?"

Zhou Xueguan looked down and saw a pair of big, dark eyes looking at her curiously.

Zhou Xueguan suddenly realized that when the little dumpling wasn't causing trouble, it was actually quite cute and pretty.

“This is my face powder, the kind adults use,” Zhou Xueguan replied.

The little girl looked at Zhou Xueguan's face. It seemed like she had just wiped it off; her face was smooth and soft, and she looked much more energetic than she had in the morning.

The little girl leaned closer to the mahogany round box and sniffed it. A fishy, ​​foul smell made her pinch her nose in disgust.

"Ugh, it stinks so bad—"

The little dumpling kept shouting.

"Smells bad?" Zhou Xueguan lifted the wooden box and sniffed it. "It doesn't smell bad at all, it smells quite nice!"

The little dumpling shook her head; she did not agree with Zhou Xueguan's words.

The wooden box clearly smelled of decay and rot; it didn't smell good at all.

The little dumpling looked warily at the mahogany round box and said to Zhou Xueguan:

"Zhou Xueguan, please stop applying this stuff. It looks and smells really weird."

Zhou Xueguan opened the mahogany round box and showed the little dumpling the translucent milky white liquid inside.

"Look, it's not strange at all, and it doesn't smell bad!"

Zhou Xueguan thought to himself that the little dumpling didn't know its value; this was Ji Ruxue's face powder from Ziyangtang!

After applying this skin-whitening product, my skin became noticeably whiter and smoother!

Nowadays, almost every woman in Beijing owns a box of these.

The little dumpling leaned closer to sniff it again, but after just one sniff, she immediately jumped away, as if it contained something extremely terrifying.

The little dumpling waved to Mu Yanxiu, calling her over.

“Little niece, smell this. What does it smell like?” the little dumpling asked, pointing at Ji Ruxue.

Mu Yanxiu obediently lowered her head and smelled it.

"Mmm~ It smells so good, it's really fragrant, Auntie!"

It smells really good!

The little dumpling now knows that only she can smell the stench of this thing; to everyone else, it smells sweet.

"See? Even Mu Yanxiu said it smells good." Zhou Xueguan put away the rosewood round box.

"You're still young and don't know what face powder is, so you probably think the smell is strange." Zhou Xueguan thought it was just a child's sense of smell being different from an adult's, and didn't take it to heart at all.

But the little dumpling knew that she wasn't talking nonsense, because she could see the blood aura emanating from the wooden box with her own eyes!

That skin is as white as snow, there must be something wrong!