Wen Qing watched unblinkingly as Minmin took out the crudely packaged items, unable to hide the astonishment on her face, her voice almost uncontrollable, "Pei Min, did you make all these?"
Just as Yang Peimin was about to respond, someone knocked at the door. As she went to answer it, she also closed it behind her. It was a Red Army wife outside, "Sister, is anything the matter?"
The Red Army wife peered inside and said with a smile, "Oh, you have guests. It's nothing important. I just wanted to borrow some hot water; do you have any?"
Yang Peimin let her in and filled her large porcelain jar with water from the hot water kettle.
But the Red Army wife didn't leave. Her gaze fell on the pile of items on the table, and she asked curiously, "What are these?"
Wen Qing grinned, "These are Pei Min's cosmetics."
