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Before Xu Qinghe could get up, Shen Zhi walked over first.

Then they saw Sister Lan standing at the door with a couple of elderly women.

Upon seeing Shen Zhi, she eagerly asked, "Has Qinghe put on makeup yet?"

"It seems like it's just beginning."

Sister Lan panicked as soon as she heard this. "That won't do. Tell her to wait. I'll find someone to do her makeup." With that, she led her people into the house.

Xu Qinghe had just finished moisturizing herself and was about to apply powder to her face when Aunt Lan rushed in anxiously and called out to Xu Qinghe, "Qinghe, wait!"

Xu Qinghe stopped holding the brush. "What's wrong, sister-in-law?"

Sister Lan was out of breath as she ran: "You can't do this makeup and hair yourself, you have to find a 'blessed man' (a person with good fortune)."

"Let these two old ladies draw it for you, you don't have to worry about anything."

After hearing this, Xu Qinghe subconsciously looked at the two old women she mentioned. The old woman on the left looked as kind as Maitreya Buddha, while the old woman on the right was as thin as a stick.

Xu Qinghe, an elderly woman who resembles Maitreya Buddha, can understand this, because it's obvious at a glance that she is blessed.

But the other thin old lady was not only thin, but also had triangular eyes and high, protruding cheekbones, making her look anything but fortunate.

How did she become a blessed person? Is there some inside story?

Just as Xu Qinghe was wondering, Aunt Lan instantly saw through her thoughts, secretly nudged her arm, and whispered to her, "Although Third Aunt is thin, she has sons and daughters, and both of them are doing well. She is very blessed."

Seeing Lan's confident expression, Xu Qinghe didn't say much, just smiled and nodded, letting them get started.

Seeing that she agreed, the two women began to get busy. First, they took a comb and combed her hair, saying auspicious words as they did so.

The bride's hair was done in no time, and then it was time for makeup. The plump woman took a red blush and started pressing it on, and then she was about to brush it onto Xu Qinghe's face.

Startled, Xu Qinghe quickly leaned back, asking incredulously, "Do we have to bring all of these?"

The plump woman smiled broadly, "Of course! Today is your big day, it has to be festive and joyous!"

Xu Qinghe glanced at the brush with a troubled expression, and refused again, saying, "Isn't it unnecessary to use so many brushes?"

The plump old woman said, "Not much, not much at all! This is just the beginning!"

"Don't worry, your third aunt and I are veterans. We've handled countless brides, and not one of them has ever said they weren't beautiful."

Seeing that Xu Qinghe was unwilling, Sister Lan also tried to persuade her, "Just trust them. These two old ladies have the best cooking skills around here."

Seeing that Sister Lan had said so, Xu Qinghe hesitated for a moment before agreeing.

Next came the time for the two older women to do whatever they wanted, and Xu Qinghe felt like all the rouge and powder were being slapped onto her face as if they were free.

After a while, the plump old lady said to her with satisfaction, "All done." Then she picked up a mirror and let her see for herself.

Looking at her confident demeanor, Xu Qinghe thought things might turn out differently, but when she picked up a mirror, she saw that she looked just like Sister Pomegranate from Stephen Chow's movies—indescribably ugly.

The plump old woman, oblivious to her own predicament, asked her smugly, "How is it? Pretty, isn't it?"

Xu Qinghe gave a forced, lifeless smile and began to offer a perfunctory reply, "Beautiful, so beautiful!"

"Auntie, your cooking is really good."

The plump old lady became quite pleased with Xu Qinghe's praise, "Of course, there's not a single person in the surrounding villages who doesn't say my cooking is good."

Xu Qinghe gave a forced smile: "I can tell." Then, as if remembering something, she hurriedly called out to Sister-in-law Lan:

"Hey, sister-in-law, where are those two aunties from? Have they eaten yet? If they haven't, go out and tell Shen Zhi to cook something for them."

Upon hearing this, Sister Lan immediately replied, "From the next village."

"They probably haven't eaten. I'll go out and let them know." He said, and started to walk out.

The plump woman quickly stopped him, saying, "No need, no need, don't bother with all that work so early in the morning, it's too busy."

Upon hearing this, Sister Lan immediately understood, and then took out some money from her pocket and handed it over, saying, "Then I'll have to trouble you two ladies."

The plump old woman took the copper coin handed to her by Sister Lan, and when she saw that it was quite a lot, she smiled even more happily.

He spoke auspicious words to Xu Qinghe for a while before leaving happily.

Xu Qinghe sat stiffly in the chair and listened for a long time. After everyone left, she picked up a handkerchief and began to wipe her face.

Startled, Sister Lan quickly stopped her, saying, "Qinghe, this won't do."

"The wedding ceremony hasn't happened yet, you can't wipe it!"

Upon hearing this, Xu Qinghe immediately turned to her and asked, "Sister-in-law, do you think I look good like this?"

Aunt Lan was taken aback by her question, but still answered sincerely, "It looks good."

Xu Qinghe...

Seeing that Sister Lan had been brainwashed and had lost her principles, Xu Qinghe didn't say anything more.

She quickly wiped her face clean and started applying makeup. Because of the limited amount of watercolor powder, Xu Qinghe could only use the most limited resources to make herself more beautiful.

After finishing her makeup, Xu Qinghe looked at Sister Lan and asked, pursing her lips, "Does it look good?"

Sister Lan stared at Xu Qinghe's exquisite makeup, her eyes wide, and without thinking, she replied, "Beautiful! So beautiful."

Seeing her reaction, Xu Qinghe was finally satisfied. She stood up and said to Sister Lan, "Sister-in-law, you can go out first. I want to change my clothes."

Upon hearing this, Sister Lan went out without saying a word and praised Shen Zhi, "Second brother, you've really lucked out on this wife. She's so beautiful! She looks like a fairy from heaven."

Shen Zhi was bewildered by Lan's sister-in-law's inexplicable words. Before he could react, Xu Qinghe came out of the house.

The moment she came out, Shen Zhi was stunned. The red cross-collar and wide sleeves paired with the white long skirt were elegant and noble.

Coupled with Xu Qinghe's stunningly beautiful face and elegant updo, she exuded an air of nobility even more than the young ladies of Kyoto.

While Shen Zhi was still in a daze, Aunt Lan couldn't wait any longer and nudged him with her elbow, teasingly asking, "Isn't it pretty?"

Shen Zhi quickly regained her composure and calmly replied, "It looks good."

Just as his sister-in-law was wondering why he wasn't excited at all, Xu Qinghe walked over.

Looking at Shen Zhi's coarse clothes, she asked in surprise, "Aren't you going to change?"

Shen Zhi replied casually, "Change." Then he walked into the house.

As soon as he left, Aunt Lan explained to Xu Qinghe with a worried look, "Qinghe, don't take it to heart."

"He's always been like this since he was little, you can't tell his mood, but he definitely cares about you, otherwise he wouldn't have gotten married."