The old lady showed a smile on her face.
Maybe she’s old, and many things are sowhat incomprehensible to her, but regardless of why Xuanxuan was alone with a big belly wandering outside in the past, now looking at these few people, you can see that this family is harmonious and beautiful, with brotherly love among brothers and spousal love among spouses; isn’t this a kind of fulfillnt?
However, glancing at Dong Huiying, the old lady secretly complained: "This little kid is not that old, why is her hair so sparse, almost turning into a bald head? Is she planning to beco a nun?"
"No, no, Chunchun, buy so hair growth cream for her and let her apply it. This bald look is really not nice."
Qin Chun chuckled, "Okay, Old Lady, Qin Chun got it."
Perhaps it’s a personality issue; the old lady probably has a naturally venomous tongue. Even under the influence of affectionate kindness, she doesn’t like Dong Huiying that much, but considering Yixuan, she is still concerned in her heart.
For example, she’s busy getting people to collect hair growth cream for Dong Huiying, or when it turns cold, she urges Dong Huiying to wear an extra layer.
However, the old lady’s ways of expressing these "kindnesses," well, are indeed bizarre.
For instance—"Didn’t Dajin say that won adorn themselves for the people they love? Look at yourself, all skinny like a little quail. If you don’t eat more, are you planning to starve yourself to death?"
"Funerals are exhausting. Xuanxuan is already hard-working enough, even if you really want to starve yourself to death, please die far away and don’t trouble Xuanxuan, saving him from getting distracted to take care of your corpse."
Hmm, all these sarcastic comnts are actually just to make Dong Huiying gain so weight and stop always being so pitifully thin that it makes people feel distressed.
Or it’s like: "Oh my, this hair is falling in handfuls, is this little girl aging prematurely before growing old? I’m over seventy, and my hair doesn’t fall as much as yours."
"There’s a temple up on the mountain. I see once your hair is completely gone, you can directly beco a nun, and that’ll save an extra trouble, no need for shaving, isn’t that great?"
The old lady’s sharp tongue is very malice-ridden; it truly can make soone so angry they feel hopeless and want to hang themselves.
But Dong Huiying, she has quite a good temper, like: "Oh, Old Lady, I know you’re concerned about , you’re really cute."
Or: "I’ve lost a lot of hair recently, Old Lady, your skincare thods are effective, why don’t you teach how to maintain it?"
In short, she never argues with the old lady, simply bypasses those hurtful remarks and occasionally praises the old lady, always causing this haughty old lady to blush.
But after wiping off the cream from her face and seeing her truly aging appearance, Dong Huiying also has to acknowledge a fact.
No matter how many ways she tries to slow down aging, the effect is diocre, and her aging never stops.
For instance, so ti ago, she looked like she was in her fifties, and now she has aged again, at first glance appearing more like a person in their sixties.
Hmm, if she were to stand next to Old Lady Qin with this appearance, people would surely mistake them for a pair of old sisters. She held her forehead and sighed lightly; her aging wasn’t just physical, it even affected her appearance and her voice.
Can she still keep it hidden?
Dong Huiying looked at herself in the mirror, her face full of wrinkles, looking like aged orange peel, and she forced a bitter smile.
Really can’t keep it hidden anymore, can she?
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