The Rose Gate
It is reasonable to say that after a burst of excitement, Si Yiwen should also show some gratitude to Aunt Luo. But after the excitement, she only gave Aunt Luo a statement: "You let me read the newspaper, I have to turn over a large pile of newspapers, for an article for a long time, the whole alley you go to find.". I can read, I have a newspaper, and I have to turn it over. Mr. Da can read two words, but can he attend? The German old lady knows two words, which are foreign words; the old fool knows two words, but he can't afford to subscribe to a newspaper. A few days ago, he humbly asked Si Yiwen to borrow a newspaper. So Si Yiwen, with her knowledge and her newspaper, finally became a talent that can not be ignored in Xiangshao Hutong. If that time she went to the street office to register for Meimei, she only got the certification of the street, then now she enters the neighborhood committee again, it is not a problem that can be explained by "recognition". Now she understood Aunt Luo's intention of employing people and affirmed three points: First, Aunt Luo called Si Yiwen to use "you" for the first time; second, she was not only accepted by the neighborhood committee to read newspapers, but there was a clear difference between her and those old women who carried Mazas and benches; they were all called to participate in reading newspapers,Ceramic Core Immersion Heaters, they were listening to others "reading", but she was really "reading"; Third, to read, the content of reading must be selective. Who chooses? Si Yi Wen. Choice and simple reading are obviously different, and choice contains a kind of right. Power is small, but it is also power-choice. What do you call this? Even Si Yiwen was a little confused: "Isn't this a three-level promotion?"? It turned out that in the draw between her and Aunt Luo, she had taken two more steps. She did not "make a concession" in vain-choosing coarse vegetables,Ceramic Band Heater, steaming steamed bread, missing a steamed mackerel.. Throughout the morning, Si Yiwen was immersed in a rare excitement. She got the newspaper ready and then turned her mind to the matter of dress. Meimei is also very happy for her mother-in-law, she suggested that her mother-in-law wear a military uniform green civilian clothes, Si Yiwen accepted Meimei's suggestion. She found one of Chu-hsi's from the back room and put it on. She looked at it in the mirror for a while, but she thought it was neither fish nor fowl. Then she found a sky-blue long-sleeved shirt, which was really cool, but she thought it didn't match her age. Finally, she found a blue khaki uniform with a one-line collar and a pocket. It seemed to her that there were traces of simplicity and frugality in the dress, and that the discerning eye could see that it was a changed dress (in this respect, all the participants could be called discerning people), without putting herself in the ranks of those old people. Si Yiwen has a sewing machine of Shengjia brand, which has been cutting and changing with the times, and the old "Shengjia" has been with her for decades. She put on the clothes she had changed with her own hands, ceramic igniter electrodes ,ceramic bobbin heater core, and Meimei felt that this one was the most suitable for her mother-in-law. Just now she asked her mother-in-law to wear military civilian clothes on impulse. It's just that she and her mother-in-law can never agree on whether to wear makeup or not. Si Yiwen, who is over sixty years old, always pays attention to his appearance. She believes that a person's appearance does not depend on whether he has a fashionable dress, but on whether he has a face that is always glowing. For this face, before the exercise, Si Yiwen has been using a vegetable facial application method to maintain his facial skin, which is incomparable to any cosmetic crystal. In the evening, she carefully cut cucumbers, carrots or potatoes into thin slices, put them on her face one by one, and then lay on her back for 20 minutes to let her skin fully absorb all kinds of vitamins in vegetables. That method was told to her by an old white Russian woman who sold soap at a stall in Dongdan Square when she used to live in Dongcheng. At that time, few people knew about this primitive cosmetic technique, but Si Yiwen benefited from it. In those quiet summer nights of the past, whenever she put those flakes on her face, she would lie quietly on the recliner in the yard and chat with her uncle. For some reason, once those thin slices were put on their faces, they talked a lot: from Shang Xiaoyun changing his bag, to Ding Ma and the halal stewed chicken in the city, from why the Empress Dowager sent eunuchs to buy fried sausages at the back door bridge, to Tang Huaiqiu's traveling troupe absorbing Wang Renmei.. Talk about everything. My uncle was just humming and ha-ha, while Zhuangchen and Zhuangtan were wearing quilts around them to learn how to play civilized plays. It was not until it was absolutely necessary that Si Yiwen's facial application method was interrupted. But she is not willing to ignore the maintenance of her appearance. When she warned Meimei that she could only use a five-cent box of clam oil to wipe her face, she still paid attention to the cosmetics on the market that had not yet been regarded as four old and broken. Even a bottle of the most popular "friendship" vanishing cream and a box of "elegant cream" for both men and women are more comfortable than the euphemistic "clam oil" that actually wipes the face with white Vaseline. Every morning, Si Yiwen gently rubbed these things on her face, and she rubbed them evenly, trying not to let people see her intentions on her face. The only thing she regretted was her eyebrows, two marks that were not fully developed in the womb, which accompanied Si Yiwen for most of her life, so that she had to use eyebrow pencil to smear. Meimei never wanted to see her mother-in-law's two thin eyebrows, which had been painted. She felt that the two false eyebrows were the most traces of her mother-in-law's old society. From an early age, she associated the landlady and the concubines with false eyebrows. At that time, her concept of "smug foreign daughters-in-law" was based on their strange pink faces and two curved and thin false eyebrows, and "foreign daughters-in-law" was her mixed view of all bad women. At first, she didn't know what she used to draw her false eyebrows, until the first time she came to her mother-in-law's house, she thought the eyebrow pencil was a pencil. Later, she found that her mother-in-law sat in front of the dressing table every morning and used this pen to draw eyebrows, so she knew the use of eyebrow pencil. When her mother-in-law was away, she carefully observed the eyebrow pencil, which was softer than a pencil and had a faint fragrance. She was not satisfied with its existence, and whenever her mother-in-law led her to the street, she tried to keep a distance from her mother-in-law, who often blamed her for her slow action. In the afternoon, the mother-in-law put on her clothes, painted her face with an eyebrow pencil for a while,3500mg Ozone ceramic Plate, picked up the newspaper and quotations, and sat at the table waiting for Aunt Luo's greeting. Meimei felt that her mother-in-law was dressed appropriately today except for the two eyebrows, which she often felt would bring her bad luck. Aunt Luo stood in the courtyard to greet Si Yiwen. global-ceramics.com