Feng Qingyun listened to Grandma Ye and walked over to hug her shoulder, sweetly smiling, "Everyone says the love of beauty is universal, but I say the love for beauty lasts till old age. Aunt Ye, since Sister Xueniang mentioned that Four Union gives people fancy perms, I'll treat you and Sister to fancy perms, even if you're old, you'd still be a fashionable old lady."
"Don't include me in that." Feng Qingxue waved her hand, she didn't like to mess up her beautiful hair in her previous life.
Grandma Ye laughed and kept pushing Feng Qingyun, "No, you young people can go for perms, but if an old woman like me really listens to you and gets one, I'd be laughed at and called an old witch."
"It's okay, Aunt Ye, even if you're an old witch, you'd be a fashionable old witch."
Grandma Ye had no more words for her, reaching out and smacking her arm, nearly jumping at the sight of her bracelet, "What are you wearing? A snakehead coiled up there, wouldn't it scare people in the night?"
