Long Jiale

Finally, when Liu Xiangxiang and Qin Yingxiu left, they took a pot of soil and a bottle of water in their hands, and went back like the two gardeners. Oh, besides the water and soil, there was also a sachet of ordinary workmanship.

Dao Ling’s sleep aid sachet, the small sachet on the outside is made by the square dance aunts in the village. They will pay a few yuan for the OEM fee, and earn some income in their spare time. The scale powder provided by Die and the spice developed by Dao Ling made the whole sleep aid sachet.

Qin Yingxiu returned to the small apartment where she lived.

Before falling asleep at night, she sat in front of the dressing table and looked at herself in the mirror. In front of the dressing table where there were countless skin care products and cosmetics, a jar of black soil was placed very abruptly.

This jar of black soil is in an ordinary glass jar. This kind of glass jar is the same as the jar for honey. The transparent glass bottle can clearly see the dark soil inside.

Qin Yingxiu opened the jar of unknown black soil and observed it carefully with naked eyes for a while.

She had seen mud and seaweed membranes used by her roommates before, but the particles of those mud and seaweed membranes were uniform and fine, but the pot of black soil in front of her was really like soil dug out of a flower pot ——Facts have also proved that it is the soil in the flower pot.

Qin Yingxiu touched it with her hands, and the touch was the same as that of soil.In the past, she bought succulent plants and nutrient soil online. It seems that the succulent nutrient soil she bought also feels thick and moist.

She lowered her head and sniffed, and found that there was no peculiar smell.

Is this soil good for growing plants?

Qin Yingxiu thought this way in her heart.

She plans to try to apply this traditional Chinese medicine black soil tonight. If Polygonum multiflorum prescribes some messy or strange-colored ointment for her, Qin Yingxiu may still struggle a bit, but looking at the black soil dug out from the flower pot in front of her.

Qin Yingxiu was not too worried.

After all, it's just dirt, and it's not a mess.

In the past, farmers farmed the fields and walked barefoot on the muddy roads on the ridges of the fields. Their legs and feet were covered with black mud, and they did not see any side effects.

Put a layer of mud on the skin, it should be no big deal.

Just when Qin Yingxiu was about to wash her face and try the old Chinese doctor's black earth recipe, she received a vibration voice call from her aunt on WeChat. Qin Yingxiu's delicate eyebrows frowned. She didn't want to answer it, but the other party refused to let her go. .

"Yingxiu, I found another hospital, do you want to try it, don't be sad..."

Qin Yingxiu tried her best to calm her breathing.

Her little aunt, Qin Yingxiu used to think that the other party was very kind and treated her well, but since her face was covered with acne, the other party began to call her every day to care about her, and her words were full of anxiety for her. At first, Qin Yingxiu felt very moved by trying to find a way for her, but then she gradually realized that something was wrong.

Even her parents and close friends didn't call her so frequently to ask about her situation, not to mention that the other party kindly recommended various doctor's business cards and WeChat public account face care pictures and texts, as well as various dermatology hospitals. introduce……

Looking at the things forwarded by the other party, Qin Yingxiu felt that the other party was quite concerned about her own affairs at first, but later, she found that the other party did not read the forwarded content at all, and sent her the fake content of the scammer indiscriminately.

The other party not only forwarded these contents to her, but also often made voice calls to care about her recent situation. The girl's face is very important inside and outside the words. What's the matter? What's the boyfriend? It's difficult for you to do it now, aunt I am especially worried about you, and your parents are also very worried. You must heal your face, and it is best to stabilize your job and marriage before the age of 28...

On the surface, these words are concerned about her, but they are actually creating her anxiety in various ways, making her feel panicked that "if your face can't recover, your life will be ruined".

Qin Yingxiu was depressed for a while because she heard too much "concern" from her.

Some people actually like to use all kinds of "caring" banners to deliberately watch your jokes, watch you go around in a hurry, and watch your life become more and more miserable.

Qin Yingxiu casually "hmm" twice, "Okay, aunt, I understand."

Hearing her aunt's words again, Qin Yingxiu's heart became much calmer. After hanging up the voice call, she tied up her hair, put on a shower cap, walked into the bathroom, and washed her face with clean water After that, Qin Yingxiu took the pot of soil and a bottle of spring water to the sink.

He found a small bowl from the kitchen, poured some soil into it, and then Qin Yingxiu carefully poured some spring water into it.

Qin Yingxiu reckoned that the water should be enough, and reached out her hand to stir in the black unknown substance mixed with soil and spring water. The black soil in the bowl became sticky and wet. If you ignore its color, it feels more like flour.

Her hands are now covered with this "flour".

Qin Yingxiu plucked up the courage to wipe it on her face. She looked in the mirror and saw with her own eyes that the cheeks of the person in the mirror were covered with mottled, red and swollen pimples, and those annoying pimples were gradually covered by black mud.

Qin Yingxiu filled all the places on her face, black mud was everywhere, and there was no trace of acne.

Seeing herself in the mirror covered in black mud as if she had come out of a mud pit, Qin Yingxiu couldn't help laughing.

She thought bitterly: she really looks like a coal digger.

The color of the soil is too dark, as if stained with ink, comparable to black charcoal, and it feels good when applied on the face, without the dry feeling of applying mud at all. Qin Yingxiu waited for 10 minutes and found There was still no tension on the face.

The mud on the face is moist, and it is more comfortable than when applying a mask.

I asked the old Chinese doctor named Polygonum multiflorum before. The old Chinese doctor said that the mud on the face can be applied for a long time. The longer it is applied, the better the effect. It can be left overnight.

Qin Yingxiu originally planned to apply it for an hour or two, but now the black mud felt very comfortable on her face, so she decided to sleep without wiping it off, and fell asleep with the black mud.

Rather than seeing herself covered in acne, she would rather see herself covered in black mud.

But sleeping with a face covered in black mud is indeed difficult...

Qin Yingxiu decided to spend the night on the sofa in the living room first, so as not to stain the sheets and pillows with her face, she went to find a blanket, turned up the temperature of the air conditioner, and fell asleep in the living room up.

Before falling asleep, Qin Yingxiu still remembered to find out the sleeping sachet bought by the Taoist priest, and casually threw the sachet on top of her head.

Closing her eyes, a faint fragrance wafted into her nose. For some reason, she felt tired and sleepy with heavy eyelids. After 10 minutes, Qin Yingxiu fell into a dream.

Liu Xiangxiang who went back there, like Qin Yingxiu, entered the dream with his face covered in black mud.

The next morning, Qin Yingxiu woke up very early. She opened her eyes and found that the time was only [-]:[-]. She couldn't remember how long ago she woke up so early, and she woke up naturally.

After waking up, she sat up from the sofa, blinked her eyes, and found that she was in good spirits, and she was not as tired as when she woke up in the past. After all, according to the time, she had slept for seven or eight hours.

I didn't expect that I went to bed so early last night. It seems that Xiaodaochang's sachet is really useful.

Of course, it may also be that the day's journey is too tiring.

Qin Yingxiu went to the bathroom and saw herself in front of the mirror covered in black mud. She was startled at first, but then she recovered.

She touched the mud on her face, and it seemed to be still soft, like wet flour. It was strange that after a whole night, it didn't become dry.

The water-locking effect of this black soil is really reliable.

Qin Yingxiu planned to wash off the black mud on her face. After washing off, she took a deep breath and adjusted her emotions again and again so that she would not have too much expectation, keep a calm mind and not be impatient.

"It's only the first night, and it's normal that there is no change."

After Qin Yingxiu kept hinting to herself in her heart, she finally turned on the faucet and resolutely washed off the black mud on her face.

These black muds are not difficult to wash off and get off the face in no time.

Qin Yingxiu washed all the mud on her face with water. She kept her eyes closed, and rinsed her face with the palm of her hand. She ran her fingers across her face. She didn't know if it was her own psychological effect. Qin Yingxiu felt that her The face is much smoother.

After wiping off the water around her eyes, Qin Yingxiu opened her eyes.

She saw herself in the mirror.

"!!!!!!"

Although there are still some acne on both sides of her cheeks, the terrible redness has subsided, and the swollen and bulging small particles have also reduced a lot, and even some of the skin that had acne yesterday has become fair and smooth Clean, no longer see the mottled redness before.

Qin Yingxiu's eyes widened in disbelief, she couldn't believe the picture in the mirror at this moment, she felt like she was still in a dream...

Her heart beat faster, and maybe after a few days of application, the pimples on her face would disappear completely.

It doesn't matter if it doesn't disappear completely, Qin Yingxiu looked at herself in the mirror, with a few light-colored pimple marks on her cheeks, which didn't look scary, and she probably couldn't see the pimples in the mirror if she stood a little farther away.

Even if she returned to her present state, she would be content.

Qin Yingxiu was overjoyed, just at this time Liu Xiangxiang called:

"Yingxiu, how do you feel? Is there any effect? ​​I slept with a face of black mud yesterday, like a bag of black charcoal. When I made a video with my mother, she thought my house was blown up by gas haha, but I slept all night. Wake up, the condition of the skin has really improved, better than the ex-boyfriend’s mask, it’s watery, rosy, and the condition is very good, it seems that this black soil really has the effect of beauty and skin care!”

Liu Xiangxiang's excited words came from the phone, and Qin Yingxiu was also very happy, "Yes, it's very effective. Most of the acne on my face has disappeared!"

"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah!"

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!"

The two screamed happily and excitedly on the phone a few times, wishing they could cross over to each other immediately, the two hugged each other, screaming and jumping wildly.

"This soil is too powerful. Sure enough, the old man with white beard can't lie. No wonder the male protagonist in the novel has to bring a grandfather who is necessary at home with him!"

"The effect of applying the black mud is really good. It is much better than the medicine I used before. I will keep using it for a few days to see..."

"..."

The two of them talked excitedly on the phone and bragged about the black soil dug out of the flowerpot for a while.

The chat was in full swing, and the talk lasted for more than half an hour, and he didn't even care about eating breakfast. When his stomach growled wildly, Liu Xiangxiang realized that they had chatted for more than an hour, "Wait, I have to hang up the phone Went to have breakfast, by the way, I used the sachet from the head of the trail last night, and I, who is always a night owl, went to bed early, is your sachet useful?"

"It works, I went to bed early yesterday too."

"Me too, it seems that the sleep aid sachet is real..." Liu Xiangxiang picked up the small sachet next to the pillow and nodded, but... "I went to bed early yesterday, but I had a wonderful dream. "

"Dream?" Qin Yingxiu repeated and subconsciously remembered, "I also had a very miraculous dream yesterday. I dreamed that I became a fake daughter of a wealthy family, who was replaced by a babysitter and child That kind, and then I tremblingly defended my identity in my dream... I can't remember clearly, it's a mess..."

Liu Xiangxiang: "The dream I had was even more amazing! I dreamed that I was inexplicably put on trial before a judge, saying that I had committed a crime and was sentenced to 20 years in prison! Later, for some reason, I dreamed that I was digging a tunnel in the prison. After a long, long time, when I was about to dig out in ecstasy—"

"—I woke up from my fucking dream. When I woke up, I was going to explode! Can't you let me escape and wake up again???!!!"

Qin Yingxiu: "..."