Chapter 38 Many old ladies are his fans, and they are all "girlfriend fans"! Qin Liuyan's left hand, which was limp in the bathtub, suddenly twitched twice like a spasm, causing the water to splash. Jiang He, who was helping her rinse her hair, immediately stopped and nervously leaned forward to check on her.
"It has nothing to do with you, Jiang He. Liu Yan thinks I don't speak well... OK, OK, you look good no matter what color you paint, you don't look like a coal digger!"
Years of tacit understanding and careful care have made Zhang Enmin like the roundworm in Qin Liuyan's belly. With a few ambiguous single sounds, and even a few subtle facial expressions and hand movements, he can completely understand her intentions.
"Just taking a bath is boring, isn't it? Let's listen to some music, okay?"
The right corner of Qin Liuyan's mouth twitched slightly, and Jiang He guessed that it should be a smile of approval.
Sure enough, Zhang Enmin stood up again. This time he entered his own room. After a rustling sound, Zhang Enmin came out with an accordion in his arms.
"Your Grandpa Zhang was a music teacher when he was young. He played not only the accordion, but also the piano, erhu and transverse flute. He was amazing. Now he often performs at parties and activities organized by communities, streets and senior universities. !”
Jiang Xiaoping explained in a low voice, then after thinking about it, she leaned into Jiang He's ear and whispered in a very low whisper, "Many old ladies here are his fans, and they are all 'girlfriend fans'!"
Jiang He's eyes immediately widened. Jiang Xiaoping nodded seriously, "Your grandma told me this."
"What do you want to hear today?" Zhang Enmin, who has many "girlfriend fans", is currently focused on pleasing Qin Liuyan in front of him.
Qin Liuyan mumbled two words indistinctly, and Zhang Enmin was happy when he heard it.
"It's "Butterfly Lovers" again? When we first got together, you loved listening to "Butterfly Lovers". It's been all these years, why can't you get enough of it?"
Zhang Enmin played the accordion as he spoke, and his old fingertips pressed the keys with a deftness that was completely opposite to his age. After a few tentative syllables, a soulful and melodious classic melody sounded in the small, crowded, steaming living room, but it was so graceful and moving. .
Qin Liuyan in the bathtub became more and more relaxed. She closed her eyes in intoxication. Jiang He couldn't bear to disturb her enjoyment at the moment, so he wiped the wet hair with the dry towel more gently.
Jiang He looked down at Qin Liuyan's face and couldn't help but wonder what she was thinking about now. Was she thinking of the beautiful past when she met and fell in love with Zhang Enmin when she was young, or was she simply enjoying the present moment of listening to live music and soaking in warm water? ?
No matter which one it is, in Jiang He's opinion, it is quite enviable.
"I'm sorry, our old lady won't finish talking as soon as she starts talking, so it's a little delayed..."
Zhang Jiefang spent nearly 10 minutes on the phone. When she came out of the kitchen, the water in the bathtub was drained. Zhang Enmin and Jiang He were not there, and only Jiang Xiaoping was there to collect the pipes.
"Sister Xiaoping, let me come." Zhang Jiefang hurriedly went to pick her up.
The 500 yuan that Zhang Enmin gave her was now in her pocket, but she only took the money and basically did no work. No matter how thick-skinned she was, she was a little bit overwhelmed, and her ears were red with shame.
"Is nothing wrong?"
"What could possibly happen? It's just... it's about my nephew. He's in his 30s and can't even find a partner. I don't know what my old lady thinks, but she actually asked me to introduce him to him. "
When Zhang Jiefang thought of what her mother said on the phone, she wanted to laugh, but she just laughed angrily.
"The applicant is a girl no more than 26 years old, over 168cm tall, a local only daughter... Oh, she must also have a house and a car, preferably without a loan, and she must have two children after marriage, one boy and one girl... Isn't this a dream? , How can a girl with such good conditions like him?"
Jiang Xiaoping was happy when she heard this, "If your nephew is willing to step in, he might have a chance. I remember that this kid is quite tall, right?"
"Ouch, how can that be done? Our old Zhang family's incense cannot be cut off!"
Zhang Jiefang replied in a low voice, imitating her mother's tone, and then sighed silently.
"He's not bad, I'm 185, but what's the use? He's almost 200 pounds, and he has gout and fatty liver. That's it. No one wants to step in if he wants to." The more Zhang Jiefang thought about it, the more worried she became. , her nephew is the only eldest grandson in the family, her mother will definitely not let her go so easily.
"Aunt Jiefang, can you come here?" Jiang He suddenly leaned out of Qin Liuyan's room and waved to her.
"Hey, what's going on?" Zhang Jiefang immediately put down the tied tubes in her hands and ran over. As soon as she entered Qin Liuyan's house, she was stunned by the pink color in her eyes. She stayed at the door for a long time, motionless. It was Jiang He who pulled her hard twice before Zhang Jiefang remembered to go inside.
"Xiao Zhang, Jiang He said you have a nursing certificate and know this. Can you help look at the little red bumps on Liu Yan's legs? Is it because the room is too dry?" Zhang Enmin was afraid of freezing his wife, so he just lifted the lid. Opened a small corner of the quilt.
"...I think it's an allergy." Zhang Jiefang lowered her head and squinted her eyes for a while and said.
"Are you allergic? Liu Yan is only allergic to pollen. There is no pollen in this winter?" Zhang Enmin was a little confused.
"Grandpa Zhang, has Grandma Qin changed her body lotion recently? Is it this one?"
Jiang He took out a tube of blue-packaged body lotion from the storage box containing toiletries.
"This is it. It just opened last week."
“The ingredients of this body lotion are a bit complicated. Grandma Qin’s skin is relatively fragile and may cause allergies. Please change to this one first. The ingredients are relatively simple. If the pimple does not disappear after a few days, let’s try again. It’s not too late to go see a doctor.”
Zhang Jiefang came out of Qin Liuyan's room, obviously still a little overwhelmed. She was packing equipment in her hands, but her eyes kept looking into the half-open door.
In fact, it's not just her, Jiang He and his daughter are also the same.
Zhang Enmin quickly dressed Qin Liuyan. The pea green thin down jacket and light pink corduroy pants matched perfectly. Jiang He seriously suspected that Zhang Enmin regularly followed fashion bloggers in order to dress up his wife. .
"Let's apply this today, okay?"
But clever dressing was just the beginning. Zhang Enmin pushed Qin Liuyan to the dressing table, first helped her put her hair into a bun, and then opened the drawer on the right.
Jiang He noticed that there were at least a dozen lipsticks lying neatly there, and Zhang Enmin took out a small gold bar from YSL.
He pulled it out with a slightly clumsy movement, twisted out the paste and applied it twice on the back of his hand covered with age spots. His color testing technique was quite sophisticated, and his appearance as a beauty blogger had begun to take shape.
"Look at how beautiful this is. There are tiny glitters inside! My daughter said it was sold out and she had a hard time buying it. How do you like it? Do you like it?"
Qin Liuyan tilted his head and looked at it for a while, rolling his eyes upward twice. Jiang He now knew that this meant disgust.
"Don't like it? Then let's put that one on again?"
Jiang He noticed that the lip gloss Zhang Enmin picked up again was a very girly apricot pink. She also had one of last year's hot colors, but she only used it once and then shelved it. Jiang He always felt that The apricot pink color she applied was suspected of pretending to be young.
Zhang Enmin carefully applied the lip glaze on Qin Liuyan's dry lips, and then carefully blended the edges with his fingers.
"You're still acting pretty at such an old age!" Zhang Jiefang couldn't bear it anymore. She sighed in a low voice, but her tone was filled with envy.
She subconsciously licked her chapped lips, and then picked at them randomly with her thumb a few times. As a result, she actually picked off a piece of dead skin.
Zhang Jiefang looked at Jiang He and his daughter awkwardly, and found that no one was paying attention to her, so she casually rubbed her pants.
(End of this chapter)