Chapter 183: Watching the Performance
In the end, the price remained unchanged, and Yang PeiMin threw in formulas for cleanser, toner, and face mask on top of lipstick, rouge (in two color ranges), eyeshadow (in three color ranges), eyebrow pencil, foundation, lip balm, and face cream.
Over here, she found a few clusters of wild aloe vera outside the courtyard wall, which was a huge surprise. This stuff could sterilize, clear acne, moisturize, and provide sun protection—excellent raw material for skincare products. She immediately had Shen Yiguang grab a couple of broken pots to transplant some back to the dormitory to grow. Although the wild ones didn’t look too good, being rather small and less fleshy, they were already very decent without a better option available.
She planned to bring a few back to her hometown when the time came to return.
The only issue was that she hadn’t brought some of her production tools with her. If she were to make them here, she’d have to order new tools and find raw materials. However, if she waited until she got back home to do it, she’d face the hassle of shipping;
Although Qiao Ying said there was no hurry.
After Qiao Ying left satisfied, Yang PeiMin quickly changed her clothes, slipping into that dress and tidying herself up again. The Red Army wife then came over to call her.
Checking the time, it was already six o’clock. But Shen Yiguang had said he would come back and take her, so she could only politely decline the Red Army wife.
The Red Army wife understood her reason and looked a bit envious, "Your man is even coming back especially to accompany you there; he’s so good to you."
Yang PeiMin smiled, "Sister, don’t just look at mine—Brother Zhao is also very good to you. Just the other day, he let you tear apart a bolt of cloth to make clothes." This she had learned from the Red Army wife herself during casual chatter; her man, seeing that she had slimmed down from their two boys’ racket and her clothes had gotten loose and baggy, didn’t make her alter them. Instead, he told her to take some money and make herself a new outfit. It’s known that usually, everyone saves that for the New Year, when they can hardly wait to make a new garment, and some even give their cloth to the elders and kids, not minding their own needs.
And here, out of the blue, her man was suggesting she make clothes—imagine her happiness. Normally scrimping and saving just to feed the family, using money on clothes would usually invite a scolding from her husband for squandering. But now, since it was his suggestion, even if extravagant and she was reluctant to spend the money, his attitude made her heart sweet. Normally, they would vent domestic trivialities and grievances outside, let alone brag about good things. So, the news of her man letting her buy clothes spread almost throughout the entire courtyard.