Upon hearing what the system said, Jiang Jinyu and Jiang Pan exchanged a glance and almost screamed.
What happened? Why is my brother's death imminent?
Xu Wanying hesitated for a moment: 【Ah, how does this relate to him again? Does it require a lot of energy? I finally managed to be happy and saved up this little bit of energy. If it's all gone after just this one sip, or even if it ends abruptly halfway through, that doesn't seem like a good deal.】
The aunt and niece from the Jiang family exchanged a glance, both showing signs of panic on their faces.
No, I definitely have to eat this melon!
Jiang Chengzong is about to die. He is the heir of the Marquis of Zhongyi's mansion. If he dies, the Marquis of Zhongyi's mansion will be severely damaged.
The chubby boy was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, but he couldn't say it directly, so he could only use a roundabout tactic.
"Third Aunt, look, I only have two braids on my head. Isn't that too few? Would you like to help me tie another one?"
Xu Wanying was slightly taken aback. Just now, when she helped him let his hair down and turned it from a proper bun into two Nezha-style buns, his eyes were tightly closed, and he looked like he was ready to die.
And now he's actually volunteering, even feeling that two braids aren't enough.
"Hahaha, Pan-ge, you're addicted! I told you, kids can't resist the allure of Nezha's hairstyle. It's so cute, just like a New Year's picture doll. If you add red lipstick, it'll be truly festive." She laughed heartily, clearly overjoyed.
Jiang Pan didn't hesitate for a second and said eagerly, "Then apply it! My mother once praised my lips for being beautiful. If they were on a little girl's face, they would definitely be very delicate. I used to complain about it, but now I think it's actually quite nice. It would definitely look even better if it were painted red!"
"Huh?" Xu Wanying was genuinely stunned this time.
She had only mentioned it casually. Before, when she put a red dot on his forehead, he acted as if it would kill him, so she hadn't mentioned wearing red lipstick before.
To everyone's surprise, the chubby boy actually agreed, and was even very enthusiastic about it.
"Do you use rouge on your red lips too?" Pan Ge'er, with his red ribbon in his hair, ran over quickly.
He took the initiative to pick up the rouge box on the table and handed it to Xu Wanying with both hands, looking as if he had washed his neck and was waiting for her.
“No, no need for rouge.” Xu Wanying shook her head subconsciously, then realized what she meant and immediately asked, “Are you serious? I was just saying, it’s okay if I don’t wear red lipstick.”
She immediately complained to the system: "System, has this little fat boy become obsessed with this style? Will he like wearing women's clothes when he grows up? While it's his freedom to choose what he wants to wear, this is ancient times, and he's from the Jiang family, a family of military generals. If they find out, he'll probably get his legs broken!"
The chubby boy, who was just thinking about how to express his feelings, was speechless when he heard her heartfelt words.
How does my aunt's brain work? Why does she think so differently from normal people?
He had no desire to dress up in such a flamboyant way, much less to become a New Year's picture doll. As for the idea of wearing women's clothes in the future, that was utter nonsense.
The reason he was so proactive was simply to please his aunt.
When Auntie is happy, she has a constant source of energy, and at that time she will no longer feel sorry for him and will directly start gossiping about her father's death.
In order to find out when and how his father died, Jiang Pan used all his might, throwing all sense of shame aside.
The system asked in confusion: "What's wrong, host? Are you feeling sorry for your nephew?"
Xu Wanying immediately denied it: "[How could that be? I'd be overjoyed! If he's dressed as a woman, I'll do his makeup myself, like those trendy internet celebrity looks. If he dances, I'll tip him on the spot and try to become his top fan.]"
[However, if I gave him a Nezha-style hairstyle and it sparked some of his personal hobbies, and Li Chunlan finds out later, my sister-in-law will tear me apart.]
It turns out that she wasn't worried about the chubby boy being out of place, but rather that she was afraid of being hunted down by the chubby boy's own mother.
"Third Aunt, I am truly willing. Ever since I put these two little braids in my hair and had red dots on my forehead, I feel as if my Ren and Du meridians have been opened up. A mysterious heat rises from the soles of my feet to the top of my head and then flows back down to my feet, forming a complete internal circulation."
"Feeling completely refreshed and full of energy, if I were to add this red lipstick, I would surely be even more passionate and become a martial arts prodigy!"
Jiang Pan opened and closed his mouth, frantically making up lies with his eyes wide open in order to show that he was willing.
Because the lie was so outrageous, Jiang Jinyu looked at him with disbelief. It was hard to imagine that these words came from the mouth of her mischievous nephew, who could even spout several four-character idioms. It must have taken a lot of effort.
In fact, he had heard Mr. Wu praising his third uncle, and now he was piling all those words onto himself.
"Is it really that amazing? That's wonderful! Come here, let your auntie make it a little redder for you! Hongmei, go get a new box of lip rouge." Xu Wanying no longer refused, but happily ordered the maid to do her work.
Soon, she applied a thick layer of lip rouge to Jiangpan's lips.
His fiery red lips made him appear even redder than all the women present, as if he were about to devour a child with a single sip.
"I assure you, you're the most dazzling guy today! No one in the entire Wangjing is more festive than you! Go on, little warrior, unleash your newfound Ren and Du meridians and show off your skills!" Xu Wanying patted his shoulder affectionately and said in a trembling voice.
She looked very excited, her face flushed, but she was actually trying not to laugh.
[Hahaha, system, system! With red lipstick on, the chubby boy looks just like a traditional Chinese New Year picture doll!]
Xu Wanying laughed wildly inside, her laughter was deafening.
There was no mirror to see on the riverbank, so he had no idea what he looked like until he heard Xu Wanying's uncontrollable laughter, which made him realize that he might be quite terrifying at that moment.
He subconsciously turned to look at his aunt, hoping to get an answer from her, only to see Jiang Jinyu staring at him in astonishment. When he looked over, Jiang Jinyu subconsciously turned her head away and closed her eyes, unable to bear making any eye contact with him.
The chubby boy took a deep breath, trying to remain calm and reassuring himself: It's nothing, a real man just looks a little ugly, so what?
The system, unable to bear it any longer, reminded Xu Wanying: [Host, this system has detected a photo of you from your childhood. Your makeup and hairstyle are exactly the same as Jiang Pan's, and you're riding a small wooden horse.]
Xu Wanying immediately stopped laughing and snorted coldly: "Who gave you permission to pry into my privacy? What do you know? This makeup style was popular back then."
Finally, she managed to blurt out the truth: "I can't be the only one who's ugly. Seeing that everyone else is ugly helps me find some psychological balance."
The system didn't speak, but at that moment, silence spoke louder than words.
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