Chapter 222: What Skincare Products

Actually, the house wasn't torn down that fast, the things hadn't been moved over yet, Song Tan was purely too lazy to entertain.

However, she didn't lie completely, early the next morning, before the meal, Wu Lan was calculating where to move the furniture.

"My dear mother..."

Seeing that she even wanted to keep the wooden bed that was at least thirty years old, Song Tan really couldn't stand it.

"You say if this is good wood, it's okay to keep it, but isn't this the combination bed you bought in a hurry when you and Dad got married?"

Ordinary wooden boards, with a layer of lacquer skin on top, after so many years of use, the lacquer skin on the head of the bed had been warped several times, and was pressed down by her with large thumbtacks.

Just this, there is no value in keeping it at all!

Wu Lan also laughed dryly: "I know, it's too old... but can't it still be slept on?"

"Then this house can still be lived in, why do we want to tear it down?"

Song Tan couldn't look at it: "Mom, if you have nothing to do, just go pick tea, I'll make the decision at home."

"No, no!"

This prodigal, at home, nothing grows, the things at home are all good—just that dressing table, the inside of the cabinet is a bit moldy, but it doesn't affect holding things if you wipe and wash it every year.

And that old wardrobe, there are too many old clothes, the middle board was broken once, but it doesn't affect anything if you nail it with nails.

And that ceiling fan in the living room, don't look at its age, it blows with great energy, it's indispensable.

Forget it, if she calculates like this, the bricks for building the house have to be knocked and beaten on the spot to wipe off the cement and cover the new house.

Song Tan hurriedly pushed her out by the shoulder:

"Mom, you've worked hard during this period, we'll move, you just bring your and Dad's clothes and the valuables at home... my grandfather's place can't hold them."

This is very realistic.

The old man and old woman's furniture is better than theirs, because in that era, they were all hand-made with good wood, and they haven't been broken until now. Every two years, they take some oil to re-polish and maintain, even if the material is not precious, they are still beautiful.

Wu Lan finally had nothing to say.

She thought about the rural small villa she brushed on Tremolo, the rich and magnificent golden door pillars, the embossed rich flower blooming TV background wall, the floor tiles with patterns, and the beautiful and gorgeous crystal chandelier on the top of her head...

Indeed, this ceiling fan has no place to put it.

Thinking about it, she finally ordered one last sentence: "You tell the designer, we don't want that crystal chandelier, how troublesome it is to wash and wipe every day."

Song Tan agreed to everything, and finally coaxed her out.

And looking at the half-new and half-old things in the house, she thought for a moment, and simply called her grandfather in.

"Grandpa, you have a high seniority, just say it in the village, the furniture at home is useless, whoever likes it can come and move it directly, move it away today."

This is because some old people look at the younger generation, and they can't open their faces.

"Okay."

In this regard, Song Song Youde performed excellently: "It's not matching to use old furniture in a new house later. Don't make the good house look neither up nor down

Song Tan was also busy tidying up with Song Qiao Song Qiao.

The items need to be hauled over today. Once the engineering team comes to inspect the actual site, the excavators can move in tomorrow and start working with a bang; efficiency will pick up then.

As for Grandpa's place, we still need to find two people specifically to renovate the water, electricity, and the adobe house simultaneously. Fortunately, none of this requires major construction, so it won't affect their daily lives.

Ah, another busy day!

Meanwhile.

Ningcheng.

The alarm clock's relentless death knell finally dragged Huo Huo Xueying out of her bed. She rubbed her stomach and decisively squatted in the bathroom.

Just... it's a bit embarrassing to say, but today it was exceptionally smooth and also exceptionally plentiful!

But honestly, it feels so comfortable; I feel as light as a swallow, like I could take flight.

Strange, I didn't feel constipated before, but had so much stuff piled up in my stomach?

It wasn't until she stood in front of the vanity, washing her hands while glancing in the mirror—

Holy crap, holy crap, holy crap!!!

She hurriedly turned off the faucet, grabbed a headband from the side, and pulled her hair back fiercely. Then, with her nearsighted eyes still blurry, she leaned in until she was almost pressed against the mirror—

Is that person in the mirror me?

Well, the person is still the same person, and the face is still the same face. Because of staying up late and gulping down water before bed, it's just a tiny bit puffy.

But look at this skin condition!

Huo Huo Xueying swears that the facial treatment she spent a fortune on at the beginning of the year wasn't this silky smooth!

Her entire face is smooth, soft, and tender; she can't bear to stop touching it. The painful pimple she pressed yesterday is now nowhere to be found!

What kind of immortal elixir did she eat?

Just as she was obsessively lingering in front of the mirror, she heard her phone pinging with a series of notifications. Only then did she snap back to reality:

Oh no, I'm going to be late for work!

Time is limited. With such great skin, it should be paired with a fairy-like makeup look; it would definitely be especially flawless and long-lasting.

But this morning, she only brushed her teeth quickly and then rushed straight out of the house. It wasn't until she sat on the subway that she had time to check her messages.

She discovered that the company group chat had exploded.

【Huo Xueying, ask Song Tan quickly, how much is the honey? I want to buy some!】

【Me, me, me! I want three bottles!】

【Who still has Song Tan's WeChat? Push it to me quickly, I can't wait!】

【Holy crap, yesterday's honey water is something else! I went to the bathroom this morning... it was so comfortable I almost cried, does anyone understand!】

【How much weight did you lose after going to the bathroom? I lost one and a half jin!】

【And this skin, is no one going to praise the skin? I've been reviewing what I ate and used all morning! Aside from drinking one extra cup of honey water, my life is just copy-pasted every day!】

【Huo Huo Xueying, don't hide in the group chat and stay silent, I know you're coming to work!】

So... it's the honey water?

Huo Huo Xueying, squeezed into the subway, couldn't help but touch her own smooth face.

Until she noticed a young girl beside her staring at her without blinking.

Seeing her look over, the other girl's cheeks flushed slightly. After hesitating for a long time, she still asked, "Miss, your skin is really good. Could you tell me what brand you use?"

A massive wave of ecstasy began to roll in her chest. At this moment, Huo Huo Xueying swore—

Tantan's honey will be half her life from now on!

The girl beside her was looking at her expectantly, but if she said it was honey, would that be too dismissive?

She simply displayed the chat from her company group.

The girl looked at the messages in the group and was stunned. Before she could react, the subway arrived at the station.

Huo Huo Xueying quickly squeezed out with the crowd.

Leaving the girl standing there blankly. After a long while, she looked over regretfully—

"How do I buy the honey?"

Goodnight. I'll write more tomorrow during the day.

(End of chapter)