"She will get into trouble with me if I don't let her eat it."
"Hey, Aunt Yin just left in the past two days, and those people didn't come here for fear of bad luck, so the second lady couldn't bear it and kept coming here to make trouble..." Ning'er looked at Wu Sheyue and sighed again. "Fortunately, miss, you are getting better now."
Wu Sheyue suddenly thought of a question: "How many brothers and sisters do I have?" She was very afraid of trouble.
Ning'er swallowed, "Miss, you have five sisters and three brothers."
That’s a lot~
"I'm going to take a shower in a moment. You take me back to my room."
"oh."
Wu Sheyue continued to eat, and Ning'er looked at Wu Sheyue in trance. All afternoon, she kept thinking in her heart: Miss Third is not stupid anymore, Miss Third is not stupid anymore. But it still feels like a dream. The third lady is not only no longer stupid, but more importantly, she seems to have forgotten the past and become a different person.
Wu Sheyue suddenly said, "Don't look at it." Li Zi had already been replaced.
Ning'er was shocked and narrowed her eyes.
After Wu Sheyue finished eating, Ning'er led her back to her room. There are two wing rooms on the left and right of the mourning hall, and the wing on the left is the original residence of Wu Sheyue. Although there are many rooms in this courtyard, they are old and in disrepair and look dilapidated, and there are no furnishings in the room. Although clean, it looks a bit gray.
Ning'er consciously went to boil water and carry it into the house. There seemed to be no other servants in the yard, and the surrounding silence was scary.
Wu Sheyue looked around the house. This room has a bed and a table, but no chairs. The large wardrobe on one side no longer had a door. She went over to look through the wardrobe and found only a few folded old clothes in it.
Maybe Yin Qiuming wouldn't leave important things beside her stupid daughter. Seeing that Ning'er didn't come back, she took the candle and went to the opposite room.
The wing here looks like the house of a virtuous mother. The room was a little too big and the furniture was shabby. There were two more chairs in the room, and half-stitched needlework was placed beside the bed. There was herbal tea in the cup on the table, and there was a book next to it... Before the accident, she was probably doing these daily chores as usual.
Wu Sheyue felt a little uncomfortable, and that kind of discomfort probably did not belong to her. She put the candle on the table and started looking for something in Yin Qiuming's room.
Sure enough, she dug out a small wooden box under the bed. It was covered with a thin layer of dust. Gently opening the box, the first thing she saw was a piece of dough shaped like the bridge of a nose.
Cold sweat broke out on Wu Sheyue's forehead, and she was almost trembling with excitement. This is actually a cosmetic prosthesis... Touch it with your hands. The texture is closer to human skin than silicone. Could it be real human skin
"Miss?"
Wu Sheyue slammed the box shut. She turned around and saw Ning'er standing at the door holding a bucket. He probably came here because there was no one over there and there was light here.
"I'm here to see my mother's belongings."
Ning'er lowered her head, her eyes slightly red, "Hey, Miss, you... don't be too sad. Aunt Yin... maybe she will feel more comfortable if she leaves."
"I washed it in this room."
"Yes, Ning'er, bring the water here."
Ning'er was still weak, so Wu Sheyue carried her over in the end. Ning'er was pushed back to keep vigil by her, while Wu Sheyue was alone in the room and slowly washed her body.
She was sitting in the tub, and the small wooden box was placed on the chair next to the tub. She lay on the edge of the tub, stretched out her hand and looked through the contents of the box.
This box is divided into four layers, and some prostheses are placed on the first layer. Wu Sheyue carefully classified the types, and found that there were three chins, six noses, and one pair of ears. There are also three whole dough sheets.
Wu Sheyue sighed and opened the second layer. There were some tweezers, knives, brushes and other tools. Although the styles were somewhat different from modern ones, you could still see how to use them.
The third layer is the "rouge" box, which is divided into 14 small compartments, containing various colors of "rouge". It looks a bit like a paint box used for painting gouache.
The fourth floor is what she needs. There are ten small porcelain bottles that are exactly the same. There are only numbers on the bottles, and Juanxiu's font is marked from A to Kwai. Wu Sheyue felt that glue and makeup remover must be among them, but Yin Qiuming probably did not write the names on purpose.
She opened each bottle and smelled it with her nose. If she couldn't smell it, she poured some on her hands and spread it. Fortunately, she knew everything. A to C are three levels of glue, and Kwai is the makeup remover. She noted the contents of each bottle and put them back. Start washing your face with Kui Zi liquid.
Maybe it was because she had worn the prosthesis on her face for a long time during the two days she was in coma, so it hurt a little when she took it off, but it went smoothly. After her prosthesis was completely removed, her face felt refreshed and she could breathe again.
Wu Sheyue also discovered that the prosthesis began to fade when it was stained with makeup remover. It seemed that the color of the birthmark was also adjusted. After washing the prosthesis, she put it back in the box, came out, wiped her body, and put on dry clothes.
There isn't even a mirror in this room, otherwise I'd have to go get the mirror in Yin Qiuming's coffin tomorrow and look at it. Thinking like this, she put on her clothes and lay on the bed. (To be continued)