Chapter 162 I want to slap myself
Chen Fanglan stepped aside to let the two of them go downstairs first. After they had passed her by a few steps, she continued to walk up to the next floor.
On the other side, Uncle Wu and Aunt Li, after leaving the building, Aunt Li suddenly spat to the side.
"Pah! Dressing up like a vixen all day long, I wonder who she's trying to seduce!"
She glared at Uncle Wu, "Hey Wu, were you just bewitched by that woman? Where were your eyes darting around?"
Uncle Wu cried out that he was innocent, "Wife, you're wronging me! I was just greeting her normally, who was looking at me like that?"
Aunt Li grabbed his ear, "Still talking? I saw your eyes were practically glued to someone else!"
The two left, arguing all the way.
Chen Fanglan stopped on the second-floor corner of the stairs, listening to their gossip, and looked down at her own appearance, her lips gradually pursing.
She stood on the stairs for a while longer, then poked her index finger at the corner of her mouth and tried to force a smile.
After composing herself, she continued upstairs with a smile.
She stopped at the door of 503, and before she could even knock, Shen Xuewei had already opened the door from the inside.
Holding up a spatula, she said, "Auntie, come in quickly. I only need one last dish. Please sit down and you can eat soon."
Afraid that the food in the pot would burn, she didn't wait for Chen Fanglan to speak and quickly went back into the kitchen.
Chen Fanglan looked at the energetic Shen Xuewei, and was initially a little dazed, before chuckling softly.
At this moment, she felt no regret about Shen Xuewei's arrival.
So what if... so what if I go home less often in the future...
She took off her high heels and walked barefoot towards the kitchen.
"Let me see what delicious food you've made?"
Shen Xuewei brought the last dish of stir-fried bok choy to the table and then busied herself ladling out the soup from the pot.
She glanced at Chen Fanglan's bare feet and said, "Auntie, I just washed the floor with water. It's slippery, so be careful not to fall."
Chen Fanglan gripped the ground tightly with all ten toes, rinsed the bowls and chopsticks under the tap, and scooped out two bowls of rice.
"Don't curse me. I've gone barefoot countless times, but I've never slipped or fallen in the kitchen or bathroom..."
Despite saying that, she still took out slippers from the shoe cabinet, put them on, and went to the bathroom.
In these old buildings, the toilets and kitchens are connected together.
From the living room, you go to the balcony; next to the balcony is the kitchen; and further inside the kitchen is the toilet.
After using the restroom and washing her hands, she quickly walked to a chair, sat down, and picked up her chopsticks to eat.
She commented, "Well done, Weiwei. I don't usually see you cook these dishes at home, but I didn't expect them to taste so good."
At the Chen family home, dishes are usually cooked in one pot.
Unless there are guests or it's a holiday, I'll make two or three extra stir-fried dishes.
At home, Chen Fanglan was used to eating stews made by Shen Xuewei or her maternal grandmother, and rarely ate stir-fries like this.
It didn't look very appealing at first, but surprisingly it tasted pretty good.
Shen Xuewei glanced at her while eating.
Let's just take this as a compliment from her aunt.
The two ate and chatted at the same time, not very quickly.
It was more than half an hour later when we finished the meal.
Chen Fanglan touched her round belly, struggled to get up, tidied up the dishes and chopsticks, and took them to the kitchen to wash.
Shen Xuewei then used a rag hanging on the balcony to wipe the dining table.
After washing up, Chen Fanglan lay down on the sofa and picked up the novel she hadn't finished reading.
Feeling the hard, solid texture beneath her, she sighed.
He lowered the book, looked at Shen Xuewei who was sitting at the table doing her homework, and said, "Weiwei, why don't you sleep with me tonight? This sofa... is still a bit too hard. I've made your back too straight."
Shen Xuewei, who didn't really want to sleep in the same bed with her, glanced at her, but before she could speak, she was interrupted by Chen Fanglan.
"Listen to me, it's settled then."
I don't know if she was out of her mind before, but she actually let her niece sleep on the floor or on the sofa.
Remembering what she had said earlier, and looking at Shen Xuewei quietly doing her homework in front of her, Chen Fanglan felt guilty and wanted to slap herself.
Shen Xuewei didn't know why her aunt was so capricious, but seeing her aunt's "I'm in charge, listen to me" attitude, she accepted her arrangement.
"Okay, I'll do as my aunt says."
After telling Shen Xuewei to sleep with her, Chen Fanglan felt much less guilty and continued reading her novel.
Shen Xuewei did her homework for an hour, then went to take a shower.
After taking a shower, Chen Fanglan was still engrossed in reading her novel.
Shen Xuewei checked the time; it was almost ten o'clock.
She gently nudged Chen Fanglan and reminded her, "Auntie, you haven't removed your makeup yet. Take a shower after you remove your makeup, and you'll feel much more relaxed."
Chen Fanglan reluctantly put down the novel in her hand and sighed.
"Alright, Auntie knows. You're so young, why are you acting like a housekeeper?"
The housekeeper, Shen Xuewei, glanced at her and decided never to remind her again.
After removing her makeup and taking a shower, Chen Fanglan applied various skincare products to her face.
Shen Xuewei looked at the various bottles and jars on her dressing table.
Some brands remain popular even more than a decade later.
There were some skincare products that she had never even heard of.
Chen Fanglan looked in the mirror and found Shen Xuewei on the bed looking at her.
She glanced at the various items on the table. "You want to use them too?"
She picked up a bottle of lotion, turned around and waved it in front of Shen Xuewei, then quickly pulled it back, "Hey, no way!"
Looking at the childish Chen Fanglan, Shen Xuewei silently rolled her eyes.
As Chen Fanglan applied the ointment, she said, "It's not that your aunt is stingy. You're still too young to use these. You can use them when you're sixteen or seventeen, and I'll buy them for you then."
She just turned thirty last month.
Once you cross the threshold of thirty, you suddenly feel like you've aged a lot.
Looking at the two fine lines at the corners of my eyes, I became more and more anxious, afraid that I would wake up one morning to find that there were a few more fine lines.
For someone like her who loves beauty, the most unacceptable thing is her aging; it's worse than being killed.
Her monthly salary now goes mostly to skincare and beauty expenses.
After finishing her evening skincare routine, she looked in the mirror at her bare face, which was still delicate and beautiful, and couldn't help but hold her face in her hands and admire it.
He lay down on the bed with the novel he hadn't finished reading, about to start reading, when he suddenly remembered something and looked at Shen Xuewei beside him.
Shen Xuewei felt uneasy under her gaze and said helplessly, "Auntie, just say what you want to say."
It's kind of scary to keep staring at her like that.
Chen Fanglan turned her head around and asked her earnestly:
"Weiwei, is your aunt old?"
Shen Xuewei said sweetly, "You don't look old at all, Auntie. You look like you're only in your early twenties."
It's clear that her aunt has put a lot of effort into maintaining her appearance over the years.
She doesn't look much different from when I first met her a few years ago.
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