Yesterday, Zhao Luochuan came down from the mountain. When he didn't see anyone at home, he went to the town to look for her husband. The prey he hunted was still alive, so he was not in a hurry to sell it.
There is a lantern festival on Mingyue Bridge tonight, and tomorrow is the Qiqiao Festival. She doesn't want to go out on the day when she can be with her husband, so she got up early this morning, had breakfast, and pushed the cart to the town with Zhao Fangyu.
Yang Donghu was going to make some snacks at home to offer to the Weaver Girl in the evening, so he didn't go with them. Zhao Fangchu was very attached to him, and he was also traumatized by what happened yesterday, so he himself didn't want to go to the town.
Before leaving, Zhao Luochuan asked Yang Donghu if there was anything else he wanted to take with him. Because of what happened yesterday, he didn't have time to go shopping properly.
They had originally agreed that if there was a beautiful hairpin in town, they would buy one and wear it for one night, but they were interrupted and didn't care about it. Zhao Luochuan had a good eye, so Yang Donghu thought about it and asked him to bring back a good one if he saw one.
Zhao Luochuan has never been reluctant to spend money on her husband. Today the town is even busier than yesterday. All the cosmetics at home have been almost used up, so Zhao Luochuan picked out a few more boxes of scented ones to take back.
People from all over the village would go to the lantern festival in the evening. It would be a good time to meet Yang Anjin. Zhao Fangyu was not as active as the one who had already married. When Zhao Luochuan was buying cosmetics, he stood aside, wanting to choose cosmetics for him but not knowing where to start.
"How much is this rouge?"
There were rouge stalls one after another, and the things they sold were similar. Zhao Luochuan randomly picked a stall owner to ask.
"There are different ones here. Sir, what kind do you want?"
Business is always enthusiastic. The stall owner, worried the men wouldn't understand the difference, opened two small boxes and handed them to the two men: "This is pomegranate flower lip balm. It contains lard. Applying it on your lips is the best way to improve your complexion and prevent chapped lips. The other box contains lotus flower dew, angelica dahurica, and pig pancreas. Dissolve it in water and use it as facial balm. It's best for nourishing your skin. I also have other flower dews and ointments. Would you like to take a look?"
Zhao Luochuan bought a lot of lip balms for Yang Donghu, in all colors, dark and light. He could see that Yang Donghu didn't like to use those with too conspicuous colors, so he put them aside.
He glanced at the stall, and the stall owner thought he was dissatisfied with the price, so he took out a few more lipstick papers and said, "This is dyed with flower juice. You can color it by pressing your lips, but it won't prevent your lips from drying out."
Zhao Luochuan glanced at the lipstick paper and shook his head. He pointed at the box of pomegranate flowers and asked, "Is there a lighter color of this lip balm?"
"Yes, there's also peach blossom. The color is light, so it won't be noticeable on your lips, but it's very good for your lips."
"Okay." Zhao Luochuan took out his purse from his pocket and said, "Take this peach blossom lip balm and the box of lotus flower dew. Hmm... do you have any ointment? It's for my husband."
"Yes, how many boxes do you want?"
Girls and boys are different after all, so you have to be more careful when having sex. The ointment is used to nourish the boy's body, so it's okay not to use it, but the boy will suffer more.
Yang Donghu's health was not good to begin with, so why would he suffer if the problem could be solved with money?
"Take three boxes."
These things cost nearly two hundred coins in total. This amount of money was nothing to Zhao Luochuan. He put the things in his arms while calculating how long they would last.
Zhao Fangyu was still struggling with his thoughts when he saw him finish his shopping so quickly. He quickly stopped him and asked, "What's the difference between what you bought and what you bought?"
"You want to buy one too?"
Zhao Fangyu was not embarrassed at all because she bought these things to please her future husband. She nodded and said, "There's a lantern festival tonight."
Zhao Luochuan naturally understood what was said later. He took out the rouge in his arms and let Zhao Fangyu take a closer look. "These are all good. I've bought them for Donghu several times. The difference between face and lips isn't that big, except for the different shades of lip balm. They also sell perfumed ointment on that stall, but it's oily and best used on hands in autumn and winter. It's hot now, so it's too sticky to use on hands. It's not suitable to use now."
The function of the ointment was too personal, so Zhao Luochuan didn't tell Zhao Fangyu nor let him buy it, fearing that he wouldn't be able to tell the difference and it would seem too reckless to give it to someone before they got married.
Zhao Fangyu looked at the difference between the cosmetics in his hand and said, "Why don't I just buy the same one as you?"
The two returned to the same stall to buy something. Seeing that they were returning customers, the stall owner became even more familiar with them: "Sir, what else would you like to order?"
"Give me a portion of the lip balm and floral water he bought just now." Zhao Fangyu pointed at Zhao Luochuan.
The stall owner sighed and asked politely, "Is this also for your husband?"
Zhao Fangyu, such a tall man, looked a little shy when asked this question: "Not yet."
The stall owner understood and congratulated her before saying, "This lip balm can be used by each person, so you don't have to buy the same one. Her husband prefers lighter colors. If your future husband has fair skin, a lighter color might be a good option to brighten his complexion."
Yang Anjin is a normal person and his skin is whiter than his two brothers. Zhao Fangyu can see it. He stared at the box of pomegranate flower lip balm recommended by the stall owner just now, and naturally imagined the color on Yang Anjin's lips in his mind.
Thinking about it this way, Zhao Fangyu realized that what the stall owner said was indeed correct. He chuckled and said, "Then let's change to the one with pomegranate flowers."
The people who stayed at home had no idea that their husband was spending money recklessly on the street. Yang Donghu divided the kneaded dough into small pieces.
Qiaoguo is different from the pastries to be sold. Qiaoguo does not have to taste particularly good, but the more fancy the appearance, the better.
Zhu Cuilan is also good at making pasta. In the past, when she went back to her parents' home, she made the steamed jujube buns herself. After kneading the dough and rolling it out thinly, she pinched different folds into it using the technique of pinching dumpling skins, and filled it with fruit honey that happened to be available at home.
One plate of snacks is enough for offering, and it doesn’t take much effort to make.
Zhao Luochuan came back suddenly, and Yang Donghu didn't have time to make candied peaches yesterday. Today, while Zhao Luochuan was away in town, Yang Donghu picked a few shorter peaches, peeled them, boiled them, and then put them in the well water to cool.
Zhao Fangchu didn't get to eat it the first time, so this time he had to eat it no matter what. From cooking the peaches to putting them into the well, he was reluctant to leave Yang Donghu's side.
There was a small patch of Impatiens in the corner of Zhu Cuilan's yard, which was just right. If a girl in the village wanted to dye her nails, she could just tell Zhu Cuilan and she would come over to pick a handful, crush it, and apply it on her nails.
Zhu Cuilan had just finished making the Qiao Guozi and was about to steam it when she heard someone calling her from outside.
As for adding firewood to the pot, Zhu Cuilan sent her two brothers out to see who was coming, and she busy herself in the kitchen.
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