Li Yanzi tensed up, ready to refuse immediately as soon as Miao mentioned marriage.
Miao said, "I discussed with Qing'er that we would like to do some small business while we have some spare money. I don't have any other skills, but I am good at cooking. If I can make some food and sell it at the dock or on the official road, I might be able to make a few bucks. Isn't this much better than going up the mountain to chop wood? I thought that the radishes and cabbages we planted this year could be sold to us, and we could just drive a car to take them away. I'm not taking it for nothing, I brought money with me."
This was what Shen Qing and Miao had discussed on the way here. This was true, except that the food was not sold at the dock or on the official road, but in another world.
Li Yanzi: "Everything else is fine, but this is not okay... huh?"
Halfway through her refusal, she realized that Miao had never mentioned marriage! Miao was very surprised. She thought it was a sure thing, but how come it didn't work? Could it be that the family didn't grow many radishes and cabbages this year?
Miao Wang knew what was going on and glared at her unhappily. Li Yanzi was so embarrassed that she didn't know what to say. She laughed dryly for a while and said, "...Big sister is just getting by, so why should we charge you for just a few radishes and cabbages? Just take them."
Miao was very touched: it was her duty for her brother to take care of her more. Her sister-in-law and brother-in-law were not blood relatives, so why should they? She was afraid that her brother's family would be disturbed because of her affairs. At this moment, she was very touched by Li Yanzi's words: "That won't work. If it was my own food, I would take a little with a shameless face. This is a business, and it costs a lot. It's worth the money. When I don't have any more, it won't be too late for you to help me."
"What the second brother said makes sense." Miao Xing was very happy. He thought so too. However, the Miao family has not yet split up. The things in the house are shared by the two brothers. If he decides to give them to the Miao family, he is afraid that his brother's wife will have objections.
Now that Li Yanzi brought it up herself, Miao Xing felt that his sister-in-law was very sensible! He was originally worried that Shen Qing would be in danger as a woodcutter going up the mountain every day. Now that he heard that he wanted to change to a small business, how could he not agree: "You two don't make much money, but you have a lot of money on hand. How much money did you spend on buying these good cloths? You're still spending money like this? Keep them all. You have to keep some money in your hands for emergencies when doing business."
Speaking of selling food at the dock or on the official road, Miao Xing thought it was a good job! Many people from Shiqu Village worked in the city, and some helped count at the dock. The villagers could read and count, so they didn't have to do the hard labor of carrying bags. They only needed to register the quantity on the side, and they could get a few hundred coins every month.
Although he himself had never done it, he had heard from many villagers: "You don't have to make any fine food at the wharf. People are eager to buy vegetarian buns and pies, but you need to use some effort to carry them over. Save your money and exchange it for some eggs, add vermicelli and chives to make a stuffing. I remember that your stuffing is more delicious than meat." The wharf is more than a mile away from the south gate of the county town. If you carry less, it's not worth the trip, and if you carry more, it's a strenuous job. But for Shen Qing, who can even carry firewood to the county town, this shouldn't be a big deal - why isn't it easier than being a woodcutter?
Miao Xing said as he was about to get up to load the truck: "Except for the food left for our family, I'll load everything for you. By the way, it's just right that you're here. Your sister-in-law said that you have a good collection of pickled cabbage, so she asked you to come to her house and fill up two jars."
Miao refused and chased for money, and the brother and sister left the house. Li Yanzi knew that with her brother's temper, he would definitely not accept the money - and she was the one who took the initiative. She felt sorry for the cabbages and radishes, but when she touched the slippery material in her hand, she felt that she was too stingy and felt a little ashamed.
Miao Xing kept his word, emptied half of his cellar, filled the mule cart with stuff, and refused to take Miao's money no matter what. Shen Qing thought about it and let it go: "Okay, we won't give the money for now. When we make money from business, we will give my grandma a generous New Year's gift during the New Year. My uncle can't refuse it then."
Anyway, they have money now, so they can make up for it whenever they want. The uncle's family treats them well, and Shen Qing always wants to support them in the future so that they can all get rich together.
Miao Xing was cheerful and silent. How many months were left before the Chinese New Year? How much money could Shen Qing and her mother make from a small business? However, he did not say anything to spoil the fun. It was always good for a child to have ambitions and aspirations. If the gift was too expensive, he could just give it back.
While dinner was not ready, Miao rolled up her sleeves to prepare pickled cabbage. The house of Miao's family was built before she got married, so she was familiar with the place where things were placed, and she did not need help from others, so she started to do it herself.
Miao is a very talented cook: there are some things that she doesn't need to be taught, she just knows how much to put and how to put it. Take this pickled cabbage for example, isn't it true that all pickled cabbage tastes the same, sour is fine? But the taste of each household is slightly different.
The pickled cabbage that Miao had accumulated was not only sour, but also sweet. Everyone scrambled to eat the pickled cabbage hearts as a snack. This was because his subordinates used salt in moderation: if they added too much salt, the sweetness of the cabbage would be covered up. If they added too little salt, the cabbage would easily rot or grow hair.
Furthermore, salt is a precious commodity, and it is best to save some. Miao can use the least amount of salt to make the most delicious pickled cabbage.
In the old Shen family, after Miao left, it was Shen's mother and Zhao Aiye who stored sauerkraut. In order to save salt, they put less salt, and a whole jar of it grew mold.
If you really ask Miao how much salt to add, she can't tell you exactly. She just goes by the feel of her hands.
From the moment she started picking cabbages, she was more discerning than others, picking only good cabbages that were fresh and firm. These cabbages were dried for a few days before being put into the cellar, and the outer leaves were slightly wilted, which was just right for use now.
Remove the roots of the cabbage and the old and bad leaves. Then comes the secret of Miao: blanch the cabbage quickly in hot water so that the cabbage does not lose moisture and does not taste woody. Drain the blanched cabbage and stuff it tightly into the jar. Sprinkle a layer of coarse salt on the two layers of cabbage. Place them like this until the cabbage is about an inch above the edge of the jar, then press a large stone on top to compact the cabbage.
The not-so-good leaves that are picked off are used to feed chickens and pigs by wealthy families, while those who are thrifty and know how to live will dry them into dried cabbage, which is also delicious.
The sauerkraut was ready, and dinner was almost ready. In order to entertain Miao and Shen Qing, Liu Yue'e prepared a very sumptuous meal: a piece of meat cut from the pig's leg, half of which was stewed with dried cabbage, and the other half was stewed with beans and potatoes, and a large pot of vegetarian stew, and as many steamed buns as possible from three-grain flour. This was a very sumptuous meal for a farmer.
Several children came back one after another: some came back from the fields, some took their younger brothers and sisters to the mountains to dig wild vegetables and collect firewood. When they arrived at the door of the house and smelled the aroma of meat, they were very happy. The younger ones were all around the kitchen, while the two older ones were staring at the wild boar leg. Miao Yu was so excited that his face turned red, and he looked at Shen Qing with great admiration: "Brother, how can you be so awesome! You can even kill a wild boar!"
No matter how mature Shen Qing was, he was still a young man after all. He felt a little proud when he heard this, and told the children interesting stories about the mountains. The delicious wild fruits that grew in the mountains and no one picked them, the pheasants that stupidly stuck their heads in the snow in winter, the roe deer with two white hairs on their buttocks... they were all delicious! The children were drooling.
Li Yanzi saw this scene nearby and had another heart attack.
Except for Li Yanzi who was a little worried, the dinner was a great success. After the dinner, before it got dark, Shen Qing drove the cart carrying Miao and a cart of radishes and cabbages back to Lantang Village. It was too late to store sauerkraut tonight, so they could only be piled up in the house. Shen Qing returned the mule cart to the village chief's house and said to Miao, "Mother, steam a big pot of steamed buns and a small tray of dumplings for me tomorrow morning. I'll go over there."
What they were talking about was naturally another world. There was ready-made cabbage at home, and there was also some wild boar meat left, which was the best for making buns stuffed with cabbage and pork. He exchanged the steamed buns for supplies, and they ate the buns themselves, leaving two for Song Kaiji.
Shen Qing had never thought about why he wanted to send something to Song Kaiji for no reason. He just brought it along naturally. Just like he would bring tiaozi cake to Aunt Guixiang and Uncle Guixiang: Song Kaiji's existence seemed to make Shen Qing feel connected and familiar with that world, not completely unfamiliar and unknown.
Miao agreed and went to the kitchen to mix the flour and let it rise so that she could cook it tomorrow morning. The same three-grain flour, but it was not for her family to eat, but to exchange for money in the famine-stricken areas, so Miao put less white flour. They only had one bag of white flour, which was looted from the old Shen family when they left.
Shen Qing watched from the side and said thoughtfully: "In a few days, let's ask who has more food in the village, and then we can go and exchange some. If we want to do this business in the future, how can we afford the little food we have? Exchange more fine food so that we can eat better food ourselves."
The autumn harvest had just passed, and every household had surplus grain. It was cheaper to exchange directly with the villagers than to go to the county town to buy it. It also saved the effort and time on both sides. The mother and son had no land, so it was normal that they didn't have enough food to eat with just the little grain they got from the old Shen family. In addition, they had just killed a wild boar, so they had some extra money on hand, so the villagers wouldn't find it strange to exchange grain.
"Let's ask Aunt Lian's family tomorrow. I happened to bring a portion of tiaozi cake to her family. Thank you for helping us before." Relatives and friends should have give-and-take. If someone often helps you, you should give back when you have the chance. You can't take advantage of your poverty and enjoy it with a clear conscience. "Keep the remaining few pounds at home. Whenever you are hungry, you can eat something. I also bought you some brown sugar. You can soak it in water and drink it. It nourishes your body."
Miao rubbed her hands and said, "Why did you buy me that expensive thing?" Having become rich overnight, Miao knew that her family was rich now and she could not spend all the money even if she drank brown sugar and ate caozi cake every day. However, she still felt a little uncomfortable in her heart, always feeling that she was not worthy of eating such good things.
"What's so precious about this?" Shen Qing pulled out the bag of jewelry, picked out all the plain silver bracelets, and used scissors to cut them into small pieces that were hard to see. This way, even if he didn't spend the silver, he could just spend a few cents: "When we have enough money to make a living in the future, you will still have to wear gold and silver and eat shark fin and bird's nest every day!"
***
Song Kaiji sat cross-legged in front of his stall, eating the whole grain pancakes sold at the base bit by bit.
People say that it is easy to go from frugality to luxury, but it is difficult to go from luxury to frugality. This coarse grain is not the healthy green coarse grain before the end of the world, with the fragrance from the wilderness. Instead, it is a cake made from a variety of crops without even removing the husks, all ground into powder and mixed together. I heard that there is also powder made from corn cobs, which were used as feed before the end of the world, but are now used for human consumption.
He had just eaten the wild vegetable cakes that Shen Qing had sent him the day before. Now, when he ate this kind of cake again, although he was obviously hungry in his stomach, it felt like chewing wax and was hard to swallow.
Maybe my life has not reached the most difficult point. Song Kaiji thought, even this kind of cake, there are many people around who look at it eagerly and swallow their saliva secretly. But who made him meet a rich and kind sponsor the day before yesterday?
I don't know when the sponsor will come again... Song Kaiji simply put the pancake away, holding his chin and staring blankly ahead. He didn't receive any odd jobs today. Two or three customers came to the stall, but they didn't buy anything after picking for a long time. It can be said that he didn't make any income at all.
Although he could also go to a farther place to hunt zombies alone, this was rather dangerous. Secondly, the fuel cost was not worth it and riding a bicycle was too far, so Song Kaiji generally did not take the risk and would focus on accepting missions when he could.
Although Shen Qing said that he would come to see him again, Song Kaiji was looking forward to it but did not dare to have any extravagant hopes in the uncertain days of the end of the world. How could such good luck come every day?
As he was thinking about it, Song Kaiji wondered if he was hallucinating because he missed Shen Qing (his food) too much. Why did this guy in front of him, wearing a white hoodie, a black windbreaker, dark jeans, with a bun and holding a compound crossbow, look so familiar?
"Song Kaiji!" Shen Qing ran over happily. He was carrying a bigger backpack today, wider than his shoulders, but the things inside didn't seem heavy. Shen Qing still kept his back straight with the backpack, standing there like a cute little poplar.
Shen Qing had a good rest today, slept in, and didn't get up until almost noon. Before, he went up the mountain to chop wood every day, doing heavy physical work. It would be a lie to say that he wasn't tired, he just held on with one breath. Now that he can finally rest, he naturally wants to make up for the sleep he missed before.
At noon, they ate the steamed cabbage and pork buns made by Miao. The skin was thin and the filling was large. When you took a bite, you could feel the oily meat. Shen Qing ate four palm-sized buns in one breath, and Miao also ate two.
The remaining two were now in the backpack behind Shen Qing, along with half a basket of steamed buns made from three-grain flour, and half a basket of sorghum rice in a cloth bag.
After lunch, Shen Qing went out to the mountains, while Miao took the bean green Taoist robe, the sewing basket and two catties of trough cakes to visit Second Aunt Lian's house. She wanted to change the Taoist robe for Shen Qing into a boy's style, and it would be more fun to work and talk with Second Aunt Lian at her house than to stay alone at home.
Many people in the village were concerned when they saw Shen Qing: "Brother Qing, are you going up the mountain again? Didn't you say you hurt your arm? You're in such a hurry to work. You should take more rest and don't get hurt. You're young, don't take it lightly. Getting hurt is no joke."
Shen Qing smiled. He was very grateful for such pure and kind concern. "Thank you, auntie. I won't chop wood. I'll go to the mountain to pick some fruits and mushrooms. It won't take much effort."
"You are really capable," the aunt who was speaking looked at Shen Qing with envy. Who doesn't like to eat mushrooms? But no one in their family has the courage to go to the mountains to pick them, and they can't beat wild boars if they encounter them. Good things are earned with life, so I can't envy them.
Shen Qing went up the mountain, responding to the villagers' concerns. He first carefully observed under the banyan tree to make sure there were no footprints of wild animals: firstly, he was afraid that the bloody smell that day would attract other wild animals, and secondly, he was afraid that the half-grown wild boar would come looking for him.
Fortunately, nothing was found, and the place was still the same as when he left that day. Shen Qing climbed into the cave along the tree, changed into clothes and shoes from the other world, and held the compound crossbow tightly in his hand, before he set foot on the land of the apocalypse again.
Fortunately, this time he didn't encounter any zombies or bad guys. Shen Qing successfully found the south wall of the base and found Song Kaiji squatting in front of the stall.
He lifted a small corner of the backpack and showed Song Kaiji the big steamed buns inside. "I want to exchange some more silver from you. Do you have any more?"
Song Kaiji:!!!
He shuddered, and hurriedly pressed Shen Qing's hand to cover the backpack, and put a finger to his lips: "Shh - follow me!"
Isn't he afraid of causing a riot by bringing such a large basket of food to the flea market outside the base? He is just a space-type psychic with low attack power. If someone comes to steal it, he won't be able to beat them!
All the things on the stall disappeared in an instant, apparently collected by Song Kaiji. Shen Qing was held down by his hand and nervously pulled to the corner: "Why did you show your things like that?!"
Shen Qing blinked a little slowly and quietly pulled his hand out: "No, didn't I just open a small corner and show it to you alone?"
He is not stupid. After understanding the situation in this world, he will naturally not show the food directly. This is tantamount to a child carrying gold in a busy market.
Song Kaiji was somewhat helpless. There are people with special abilities in this world, right? Although it was just a small change, what if he encountered a person with special abilities who has an extremely keen sense of smell and eyesight, or even can detect the surrounding environment without eyes? He glanced at Shen Qing again, wondering what this person's background was, how rich he was, and how well protected he looked.
He didn't know if it was his illusion. They hadn't seen each other for only one day, but Shen Qing was still wearing the same clothes. However, he felt that her spirit and temperament were subtly different.
He pulled Shen Qing a little further away until there was no one around. Then he swallowed and asked, "What did you say you wanted to change?"
Shen Qing: “…”
You didn't even hear what was being exchanged, but you dragged him so far away, and you were really sure that what he wanted to exchange must be there?
"Silver, I want to exchange it all for silver. What is the exchange rate for silver and grain?" Shen Qing thought about it and thought it would be most convenient to exchange it for silver, especially the plain bracelets, which could be used as money after being cut into pieces, without having to exchange them for money again and being targeted by others. He was too panicked before, and it was his first time and he had no experience, so he was confused when exchanging things with Song Kaiji. This time he had to ask carefully.
This made Song Kaiji not know how to answer. Silver is not worth anything now. If it falls on the ground, no one will pick it up. If he uses it to exchange things with Shen Qing, it will be suspected of cheating him. After thinking it over, Song Kaiji decided to stick to his reputation of being honest and fair, and told Shen Qing the truth: "If you exchange it for gold, I can still give you a price, but silver... you can exchange a lot of it with just a little bit of food."
As he spoke, he searched in his space. This time, regardless of jewelry, anything silver was taken out and piled in front of Shen Qing: silver bars, silver hairpins, silver bowls, silver teacups... All the silver items that were once displayed in the store were taken away by Song Kaiji and placed in front of Shen Qing.
Shen Qing felt a little dizzy. Even though he had prepared himself mentally, why was he still blinded by money every time?
It was not until Song Kaiji stopped taking things out, thinking that there was no more food left, that Shen Qing calmed down and stared at the large pile of food on the ground and said, "I want all of these. How much food do you want?"
Song Kaiji scratched his head: "Five catties... or three catties?" He looked at Shen Qing's basket of food, and said enviously: "Are you really not going to exchange for something else?"
I have already carried it here, do I have to carry it back again? It is also very heavy... Shen Qing pondered for a moment: "What is the price of gold? Please help me exchange the rest into gold." After thinking for a while, he added: "If you don't have enough, please ask other stalls for me. You can also take a cut."
Song Kaiji nodded hurriedly. He still had some gold in his space, which was probably enough to exchange for this basket of food... But he also realized at this moment that his judgment of Shen Qing seemed to have some errors.
He had previously thought that Shen Qing was a wealthy Hanfu lover or something, so he liked those accessories. But now it seems that this is obviously not the case: Shen Qing seems to only want precious metals, not jewelry, and simple gold and silver bars will do.
Could it be that the upper echelons of the base have developed some new uses for gold and silver? Song Kaiji paused, and then felt something was wrong: the price of gold was not a secret at all in the base. If they needed to collect precious metals, why would they ask themselves what the price of gold was?
He opened his mouth, and was very curious, but in the end he didn't ask anything: it was the end of the world, everyone had their own secrets, and they didn't like others to explore their secrets. Besides, even if he knew, what would it matter? Even if the person in front of him had many suspicious things, what did it have to do with him?
I have no power or background, and my ability is not very strong. If I really find out something, I will lose my life, not to mention the benefits! Song Kaiji shook his head in his heart: the food in front of me is the most practical! Instead of asking presumptuously and offending Shen Qing, it is better to pretend to be deaf and dumb and get something real.
Thinking of this, Song Kaiji felt that he might as well seize the opportunity to build a good relationship with old customers: "Will you need gold and silver in the future? If you still need it, I can pay more attention to it and collect some from others. You can come to me to exchange it in the future. I will definitely give you a good price."
"Need it!" Shen Qing was very happy. He also realized that this time, the dozens of kilograms of food in the basket must have taken out all the gold and silver that Song Kaiji had saved, and there would be no more in the future. So instead of looking for people to exchange them one by one, it would be better to let Song Kaiji act as a "broker" - Shen Qing was very willing to let Song Kaiji make some difference and save himself a lot of trouble.
The two men handed over the goods. Shen Qing's basket of grain was now exchanged for half a basket of silverware and a small bag of gold, while Song Kaiji put all the grain into the space. At this time, Shen Qing took out the two meat buns on the top: "... for you."
It was natural for him to save the meat bun for Song Kaiji, but when he wanted to give it to him at this moment, he suddenly felt very uncomfortable and inappropriate.
Song Kaiji was stunned: "This... Such a big bun, how can I take it, it's too expensive." Such a big bun can be exchanged for two crystal cores, not to mention a bun with stuffing. Although he didn't know what the stuffing was, the fragrance kept drilling into Song Kaiji's nose, and his throat rolled uncontrollably twice.
Shen Qingyuan felt that his behavior was awkward and regretted it at this moment: "If you don't want it, I'll exchange it with someone else." It just so happened that he hadn't visited other people's stalls very often. What if there were some good things that Song Kaiji didn't have?
Song Kaiji froze, and before Shen Qing could react, he quickly took the bun.
Looking at his empty palms, Shen Qing laughed. He and Song Kaiji walked side by side for a while and returned to the south wall where Song Kaiji was setting up his stall. Someone greeted Song Kaiji and asked him why he suddenly ran away while doing business? Song Kaiji stammered and responded, obviously absent-minded.
From a distance, Shen Qing saw the young men and women who were engaged in the flesh trade coming out to move around. But this time Shen Qing's attention fell on something in a woman's hand.
The woman might have been beaten up, with many bruises and swellings on her body, including two on her face, which made her originally pretty face look ugly and scary.
But she fumbled out a small bottle, pressed it a few times, and a flesh-colored paste appeared on the back of her hand. The woman dipped her finger in the paste and carefully patted it on the purple corner of her mouth. The hideous and horrifying wound instantly faded in color.
The woman tapped him a few more times, and although the skin was still faintly blue, the wound gradually disappeared under her fingertips.
Shen Qing was so engrossed in watching that she couldn't help but touch the mole between her eyebrows.
He had bought the silk dress before, and planned to dress up as a man in order to make it easier to walk on the street. But if he used mud to cover the mole, how could a young man wearing silk have mud on his face? It was a bit strange,
But this magical flesh-colored paste is different. When applied, it blends into the skin. Shen Qing guessed that this should be a scented powder from this world, but it is much more advanced than the ones they have.
Shen Qing had seen young girls in the village put on powder, which only made their faces look whiter. If they bought cheap powder, the white color would be particularly unnatural and lead-colored. In short, it could not cover up the flaws on the face.
Shen Qing was looking forward to it, thinking about how to get a bottle of that cream, but he felt a chill on his fingertips, and something was stuffed into his hand. He looked down and saw that Song Kaiji had noticed that Shen Qing had been looking at the woman for a while, and found a tube of concealer in the space and put it in his hand.
"?" The woman took out a glass bottle, and Song Kaiji took out a tube. Shen Qing didn't recognize the words on it and didn't understand what Song Kaiji gave him. But Shen Qing subconsciously felt that he shouldn't ask, so he could only stand there holding the concealer.
Song Kaiji felt even more strange. But since he had decided to respect other people's secrets, he still didn't ask any more questions. Instead, he pointed at the woman and tapped Shen Qing's forehead: "Don't you want this? Here it is for you." Song Kaiji smiled at him: "Just consider it as a reward for your two buns."
Shen Qing covered his forehead and glared at Song Kaiji angrily: Frivolous! Can you touch my pregnancy mole casually?
But thinking that there was no brother in this world, Shen Qing pursed his lips and said nothing.
"Oh, it's my fault. I shouldn't have touched you." Song Kaiji was a little embarrassed. He took out a mirror and held it in front of Shen Qing: "Here, I'll hold the mirror for you to atone for my sins, okay? See if this is good to use. I don't know much about these cosmetics. I just bought it casually because it was a big brand." Then it didn't sell for half a year. "If the effect is not satisfactory, I have other brands in my space. I will replace it for you. I guarantee you will be satisfied!"
Shen Qing stared blankly at the mirror in front of him.
This was the first time Shen Qing saw a mirror, and it was also the first time Shen Qing saw his face so clearly.
In their place, mirrors are precious things, they have to be polished with brass, and a small piece the size of a palm costs several coins. Shen Qing couldn't afford it, and he didn't even dare to enter that kind of store on weekdays.
He had only seen his own reflection on the water, rippling with the waves, not very clear, and turning into waves when touched by a dragonfly.
People in the village said he was not good-looking. Shen Qing's slender fingers stroked his stiff and thick eyebrows and bright and upturned eyes. After being told so many times that he was not a man and was a big fool, he gradually believed that he was really not good-looking. It was true. He worked in the fields all day and was covered in dust. It was not surprising that he was not good-looking.
It doesn't matter if he doesn't look good. He works efficiently, no worse than other guys, and he never feels inferior.
But at this moment, he looked at Song Kaiji, who was very handsome in his mind, and then looked at himself in the mirror. The two handsome faces reflected each other: Why did the villagers say he was ugly? What was wrong with him?
"What's wrong with you?" Song Kaiji noticed something strange about Shen Qing. He even felt that Shen Qing was shivering slightly: "Do you feel cold? Or don't you know how to use this?" Song Kaiji took the concealer from Shen Qing's hand and accidentally squeezed out a large amount of it. He looked at his fingertips: He doesn't know how to put on makeup either.
After hesitating for a while, Song Kaiji smeared the entire concealer on Shen Qing's pregnancy mole. The red mole was completely covered, and even Song Kaiji felt that Shen Qing's temperament was much different, less weird and feminine, and more elegant and comfortable.
He raised the mirror again and placed it in front of Shen Qing: "What do you think of the effect?"
Shen Qing smiled, and he didn't know why he smiled. He just felt that there was a lot of depression in his heart that had been suppressed for many years, and at this moment, with Song Kaiji's fingertips, it seemed to all dissipate: It turned out that he was so handsome.
It turned out that there was no man in the whole village who was more handsome than himself.
Shen Qing let out a sigh of relief and said to Song Kaiji solemnly: "Thank you."
Song Kaiji touched his head. He could feel that Shen Qing was not thanking him for the concealer or for him tapping his forehead. But this thank you was very sincere. He felt as if he was unworthy of it. He shook his head and said, "I didn't help you much."
Shen Qing didn't say anything. He lowered his head and looked at the concealer in his hand for a while. He seemed to be looking at the hand that Song Kaiji had just held all the way. Suddenly he looked up and said to Song Kaiji: "Have you ever thought about moving to another place to live? Maybe... maybe it's better than this place now. But there are also some bad things."
Song Kaiji was stunned. No matter how slow he was, he could sense that something was wrong with Shen Qing. What Shen Qing said might be a great opportunity. But after hesitating for a long time, Song Kaiji shook his head and said, "I set up a stall here every day to look for my relatives. We agreed to meet at the Hongcheng base. I may not want to leave this place for the time being."
Shen Qing lowered his eyes, not knowing whether he was disappointed or relieved, and said softly, "Okay, I understand."
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