Portable Space: The Peasant Princess

Chapter 18 Selling Beans (3)

Along the way, mother and daughter Hu and Yang Xiaocui kept talking. The contents of their words were either praising Yang Ping for being handsome and outstanding, or praising the county magistrate's daughter for her beauty.

 Gu Panxia just remained silent from beginning to end, no one knew what she was thinking.

Yang Xiaocui talked to Mrs. Hu all the way, but didn't see any reaction from her. She felt aggrieved and a little frustrated at the same time.

They found that Gu Panxia seemed to be really different now, and they couldn't even guess what she was thinking.

 In the past, Gu Panxia liked Yang Ping very much, so he was very respectful to them every time he met them and never dared to speak loudly.

Now Gu Panxia not only turned a blind eye to them, but even when they spoke so loudly, he never even touched his ears.

Zhao didn’t know if she was addicted to flattery, so she actually joined the ranks of those who made Gu Panxia their enemies.

“Girl Gu, do you think this Yang boy is a good match for the county magistrate’s daughter?”

The atmosphere fell silent for an instant, and the three of them all stared at her. The same look and actions made Gu Panxia couldn't help but laugh.

“Look at what Aunt Zhao said, it’s not up to Hope Xia to decide whether Yang boy is worthy of the county magistrate’s daughter? Besides, what do these other people’s affairs have to do with me?”

It's not like she was full and went to observe others to see if they matched her.

Besides, Yang Ping only has fairer skin because he has been studying in the town all year round and does not work in the fields. He can be considered handsome at best. How can he be as handsome and handsome as Hu said, no one can match him?

“You are a sensible person and you know that my brother’s affairs have nothing to do with you!” Yang Xiaocui snorted coldly and spoke.

Gu Panxia glanced at her lightly. Just now, he didn't see Yang Xiaocui's face because he wasn't paying enough attention. Now that he looked at it, it was really funny.

I saw that the dark face was covered with white powder, the mouth was still bright red, and the neck was dark, which formed a sharp contrast with that face.

Yang Xiaocui is her daughter after all, so her treatment is naturally different from Yang Ping's. Yang Xiaocui almost covers everything that Yang Ping doesn't have to do.

  No matter where it is, this phenomenon of favoring sons over daughters is widespread, not to mention this backward rural area?

 “Why are you looking at me like that?”

Yang Xiaocui was a little frightened by Pan Xia's Youyou eyes, and her **** unconsciously moved towards Mrs. Hu.

Gu Panxia chuckled, "Miss Yang, it's better not to talk. Your words can easily pollute the air."

Yang Xiaocui was stunned, not understanding what she was talking about.

"Don't you understand?" Gu Panxia raised her eyebrows and explained kindly: "When you speak, the powder on your face flies everywhere, which really pollutes the air."

"you you you…"

This time Yang Xiaocui finally understood, and her face suddenly turned red. She pointed at Gu Panxia for a long time but couldn't say a word, so she had to look at Mrs. Hu for help.

Mrs. Hu glared at Gu Panxia fiercely, and then comforted her daughter and said, "Don't pay attention to her, she is just envious. She wants to buy this powder but she can't afford it."

Gu Panxia felt that the journey was long, and it would be interesting to bicker with the mother and daughter.

“Look at what my aunt said, Panxia doesn’t think she has a long life, so why would she buy something harmful to health and put it on her face?”

"Harmful to health?" When Zhao heard this, she touched her face nervously.

Of course she also put on powder, but in order to save money, she didn’t put on much powder.

“Nonsense, if it was harmful to health, wouldn’t all the ladies from rich families have died long ago?”

Mrs. Hu naturally didn't believe her. She had applied a lot of it over the years, so why didn't she see anything wrong?

Gu Panxia's lips curled up slightly and she said with a smile: "Really? Auntie, do you think that you can afford the same rouge and gouache as those ladies? A box of rouge costs at least one tael of silver. What Miss Yang put on her face is probably... How much is it?"

 (End of this chapter)