Hearing Cao Bamei's messy and somewhat incoherent teachings, Yang Ruoqing was also confused.

Some of them felt like laughing.

In this day and age, there are no books on physiology, and there is no internet.

There is a lack of communication platform, and the women talk about these things in the boudoir in private and very vaguely.

Even many women don't dare to talk about it at all.

Washing clothes in the fields and ponds and making jokes about meat and vegetables is one thing.

It's another thing to really sit down and discuss these things seriously.

Therefore, what I heard from Cao Bamei's mouth is not only Cao Bamei's personal experience.

What's more, it's the privacy of the generation of the Sun family and the eldest Sun family.

If it is not necessary for marriage, the elders are afraid that the younger generations will not understand anything and make jokes.

Otherwise, these private things will never be known for a lifetime.

"Qing'er, what are you doing? Do you understand? ”

After Cao Bamei finished speaking, seeing that Yang Ruoqing didn't react, she couldn't help but ask.

Yang Ruoqing came back to her senses, couldn't help laughing, and nodded again and again.

"I understand, but I'm a little scared and a little panicked, what's the matter?" She asked.

Cao Bamei said: "I'm afraid, I'm also panicking, there will be a little pain at the beginning, but after a while, it'll be fine." ”

"Huh? What kind of pain does that have? ”

Yang Ruoqing deliberately asked.

Cao Bamei's face was red: "Oh, I can't say it, in short, it's right to hurt the undead, you will know when the time comes!" ”

Yang Ruoqing originally wanted to tease her again, but Xiaoyu came back, and this topic couldn't go on anymore.

The three girls lay down on the bed, saying that they were going to be brides tomorrow and that they had to sleep well.

However, I was so excited that I couldn't sleep!

The cerebral cortex is extraordinarily active, and the mind is full of thoughts about tomorrow.

Every step of Sun's explanation was simulated in his mind to create a three-dimensional rendering.

Then, I thought about this time tomorrow night.

The people who were lying with him were not Eighth Sister and Xiaoyu, but Luo Fengtang.

Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but laugh secretly.

This feeling is indescribable.

……

When I woke up, it was the twelfth day of the eighth month of the lunar calendar, the day of the wedding.

When I woke up in the morning, the big guys were immediately busy.

The Sun family was busy going to the stove room to cook, and there would be four tables of banquets in the morning, called for a family banquet.

It is specially used to greet relatives and friends on the woman's side, matchmakers, and the greeting team sent by the man.

And Yang Huazhong was busy greeting guests.

Da'an and Dajie are responsible for receiving the children brought by their relatives.

And the bride Yang Ruoqing's side was entrusted by the Sun family to Cao Bamei and Xiaoyu.

The two girls accompanied Yang Ruoqing, helped her bring washing water, finished washing, and ate something casually.

Xiaoyu pressed Yang Ruoqing to sit on the table and began to prepare for makeup.

"I'm still a little unaccustomed to such a careless grooming!"

Yang Ruoqing looked at the bronze mirror on the table, lined up, large and small rouge gouache boxes, a little embarrassed.

In the past, when she combed her hair, she was as simple and neat as she could.

As for rouge gouache, never use.

Pure natural, out of the water hibiscus!

"If you're not used to it, you have to endure it, in our women's lives, don't you just want to do it this time!"

While Xiaoyu was making preparations there, she took the time to say to Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing glanced at Xiaoyu's troubled movements and couldn't help laughing.

"Can you do it? Don't draw me like a big show on the stage! She said.

Xiaoyu raised her eyebrows: "Huh, you still look down on people?" In order to paint this makeup for you, I have been learning makeup from the proprietress of the rouge shop in Xiushui Town for half a year! ”

Yang Ruoqing smiled: "Haha, it turns out that it's still professional?" Cheng, then I'll hand over my face to you today! ”

Xiaoyu hooked her lips: "Don't worry, wrap it on me, I promise to paint you beautifully, so that your family can't recognize you!" ”

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled.

Soon, both of them stopped talking nonsense, because they were going to start putting on makeup.

"Eighth sister, you come to open Qing'er's face first, and I'll put makeup on her after it's done."

The light rain stepped aside for the time being.

Cao Bamei answered and hurried over.

Opening the face is also a procedure when getting married.

Xiaoyu can't do it, because she is an unmarried girl, and a married woman has to come.

Cao Bamei just got married, so it's her.

"Eighth sister, be light, I'm afraid of pain."

Looking at a thin red embroidery thread that Cao Bamei was dragging with both hands, Yang Ruoqing said flatteringly.

She is not afraid of swords and swords, but she is afraid of these gadgets.

Cao Bamei smiled: "Don't worry, it doesn't hurt at all, you don't move when you sit, you will be fine soon." ”

Then, she poured a layer of powder on Yang Ruoqing's face, and hooked the line with both hands to make the line cross at two corners.

Sticking to the skin of Yang Ruoqing's face, she relaxed with her hands.

Yang Ruoqing only felt as if her face had been bitten by ants a few times, and the thread left her face.

"That's it?" She asked.

"Hmm." Cao Bamei said.

"It's just going through the motions, not to mention Qing'er, your skin itself is smooth and delicate, and there's nothing to wring." She said.

Yang Ruoqing grinned and raised her hand to touch her face.

Well, it's good to be young.

"Change me, change me, sit down and don't touch it!" Xiaoyu said and came to the table again.

Yang Ruoqing hurriedly sat down obediently, feeling Xiaoyu's fingers busy on her face.

Cao Bamei put her hands on the side, helped hand over something, and helped her hair or something.

Yang Ruoqing sat obediently, feeling the two little sisters doing their best for themselves. From time to time, I also heard the footsteps in the courtyard outside the house, and the cheerful laughter of the women who helped.

Everything is so beautiful, so beautiful as a dream.

All of them are doing their best for this wedding.

Today, she is the female pig's foot in the story, and she is about to complete the most unforgettable feast in her life.

Tang Lingzi, I'm coming!

Time passes little by little.

Xiaoyu finally put down the eyebrow pencil in her hand and exhaled a long breath.

"Okay, Qing'er, take a look in the mirror, make sure you don't recognize yourself!" Light rain road.

Yang Ruoqing opened her eyes when she heard this, and at a glance, she saw that a ...... appeared in the bronze mirror

"Oh my God, is this Chang'e in the Moon Palace?" She looked at the beauty in the mirror and asked in amazement.

Xiaoyu burst out laughing.

"Beauty is really beautiful, more beautiful than Chang'e, but this cheek is also thicker than Chang'e, eighth sister, do you say?" Xiaoyu asked.

Cao Bamei was also watching from the side, her face full of amazement.

Hearing Xiaoyu's words, Cao Bamei smiled.

"I didn't expect Qing'er to paint this bridal makeup, it's so beautiful that I can't even recognize it." She sighed.

Yang Ruoqing listened to the praise of the two little sisters, and then carefully looked at herself in the mirror.