Chapter 1118: Weird dream

He had seen Shen Qingci's look like this. She walked outside with such a look, until no one noticed her hidden beauty.
"Going for a walk, I bought some paper easily," Shen Qingci just wanted to know, how about this papermaking technique from Beiqi?
"What about paper?"
Seeing that she was empty-handed, Pao Heng was worried. Where did this paper go? Could it be that she had eaten it?
"Paper," Shen Qingci spread his hand, "Give it away."
A knife of paper is nothing to her, but for those who really need it, even if it is not bought for nothing, it may be because of the paper that something will be left behind.
"You will send it when you arrive."
Brando Hengsi stretched out her hand and shaved her face. I really don’t know what she wiped on her face, and she couldn’t wipe it off anyway. She had to wipe the skin on her face. It's red, why, or this color?
After wiping it for a while, he didn’t dare to wipe it again. He could only say to Shen Qing,
You should wash your face first, and be careful that the children don’t recognize you.

"Guoer can recognize her," Shen Qingci touched her face. She will try other children later to see if the children still know her?
She had a temperament that just said what she said, she went straight to the yard where several children lived. When she appeared, several children looked at him at the same time, and then saw that Xiao brother's little brows were wrung to death. It's tight, and Brother Xi, who looks the same as Brother Xiao, is sucking his thumb.
As for Brother Yi, he is happily playing with the little fox.
Shen Qing resigned and walked in front of Brother Xiao and Brother Xi, and then picked up Brother Xiao, but Brother Xiao did not struggle either.
She pointed to her face and asked.
"Brother Xiao, who am I?"
Shen Qingci asked Brother Xiao.
"Mother."
Brother Xiao didn't even blink his eyelids. Sure enough, he recognized his mother, otherwise he wouldn't let strangers move, let alone hold them.
"Brother Xi, who am I?"
Shen Qingci squeezed Xi'er's face again.
Brother Xi tilted his little head to his mother.
"Mother."
"correct."
Shen Qingci kissed his son again, and then walked to Brother Yi again.
As a result, Brother Yi grinned as soon as he saw her, "Mother."
Shen Qingci touched Brother Yi's little head.
Today she is quite happy. She is indeed her good child. At such a young age, she can recognize her mother. If someone pretends to be their mother in the future, they will definitely recognize it, right?
But when she turned her head, she saw that Lao Hengxi was standing at the door somehow, Shen Qingci lifted his chin proudly to him, see, she was right, her children must have known their mothers.
But now she has to become beautiful. These things have been put on her face for a long time, and it is not very comfortable.
After half an hour, she had already taken care of herself, and she had turned back to that stunning Princess Shuo.
"Is my face a little red?" Shen Qingci always felt that her face was a little hot after washing off the yellow rouge.
"Let me see."
Brandon carefully checked her face.
"Well, it's okay. Maybe it's too much washing. Just put on some jade cream later."
The so-called Yurong Ointment is specially made by Mo Fei using nearly 20 precious medicinal materials. It can be used for skin care and nourishment. Her small face is so soft and tender, not just because of the secret medicine of Tanglin. , And what's more, she often rubs this jade cream.
Women want to take good care of their own face. Natural beauty is a kind of grace, but nurturing is even more important.
Shen Qingci was very satisfied with her face. The face her mother gave her was meant to make her beautiful, but for the rest of her life, even if she died, she would die beautifully.
Bro Hengxi asked Shen Qingci to sit down, and then he found Yurong ointment, then opened it, digging up some with her little finger, and then carefully wiped it on Shen Qingci's face, and when the Yurong ointment touched When Shen Qingci's skin, the cool feeling seemed to have driven away the hotness on her face, and she immediately felt a lot more comfortable.
At this moment, Luo Hengsi was so close to her, she already felt his breath when she was so close.
A ray of Brahma passing by, so peaceful, so reassuring.
Shen Qingci stretched out his hand, hugged his waist, and then pressed his face to his chest.
I hope that this life and this life will be just fine.
Lao Hengsi put down the Yu Rong ointment in his hand and patted Shen Qingci's shoulder lightly.
"The salt has been processed, and it's much better than before. In the future, the salt consumed in the house will be replaced with refined salt."
"En..." Shen Qingci replied gently, refined salt is indeed much better than coarse salt. It's not that Dazhou doesn't have refined salt, but Dazhou's refined salt is bought from Baichu, Baichu salt. It needs to be finer and purer, but Dazhou’s refined salt contains a lot of impurities, but it is a hard way to make salt, and they have to use silver to replace Baichu refined salt, and they don’t know how to compromise. How much silver has gone out.
Now it was finally possible, even if Bai Chu really left a hand, but these alone were enough for them.
"Tomorrow, someone will send some new clothes over. It is also made in recent days. I happened to have someone make a few pieces for you."
"Okay," Shen Qingci also likes beauty now. She has a lot of clothes, and some of them are still undressed, but what about that, she was raised by her elder sister.
She likes beautiful clothes. She has one today and one tomorrow. Who dares to say that she is wrong.
"are you tired?"
Brando Hengsi gently stroked her hair, "If you are tired, you will sleep for a while."
Shen Qingci yawned, really tired, but she didn't want to move.
Her eyelashes quivered slightly, and then they gradually closed. There was always a very reassuring fragrance in her breath, and tranquility was also glowing with the warmth of familiarity.
And the only thing that can make her sleep so worried is that there is only one person.
She sometimes thinks, if there is no balance, then what can be left in her life?
It seemed that there was nothing, just the emptiness, just like before, she walked all the way, all the way, just to find, looking for the traces of his walk, the road he walked.
This night, she seemed to have had a night's dream, and in the dream, there seemed to be a long way. She had been walking, and she had never stopped.
Until she opened her eyes, it seemed that she could still feel the kind of sleepiness that came out of her legs, and there was another way she hadn't walked far.
But, how could she have such a dream?
She actually remembered all the scenes in the dream, and even the despair and depression of when she couldn't see the end and couldn't find her relatives were printed in it.