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It's "Lipstick", the original text is as follows:

Towards the end of the year, heavy snow fell all night, making this three-door courtyard look clean and exquisite.

In the early morning, most of the aunts and wives were not awake yet, and the yard was very quiet. Several women were sweeping the snow, stopping from time to time to rub their hands and chat.

"I heard that the master is going to marry the sixth aunt!"

"I heard about it too. It seems that it will be done after the New Year."

"Yes. , and just as we’re here, the master is out again - I don’t know who this sixth wife is!”

“Don’t be like the fifth wife again - she’s a girl!”

< p> "Who knows? As long as the master likes it!"

"Then our third wife can still bear it -" Just as he was saying this, he saw the third wife's girl Jinque carrying this thing this way. When they came, the women immediately shut up and began to study.

The fifth wife, Yinque, who lives in the right wing of the backyard, has not been able to leave the house for nearly half a month. It has been snowing recently, so she simply ordered three meals a day to be delivered to the house. Four or five months ago, Yin was just the girl of the second wife in the front yard. Just because of a chance, this charming and articulate girl became the fifth wife. At that time, the master really doted on this concubine who was not yet eighteen years old. Yinque also obtained many things that other aunts and wives thought were difficult to obtain from the master. In addition to more than ten nights of pillow talk, there were also a lot of clothing materials, jewelry, costumes, and of course a lot of money. Whenever I think of this, a proud smile will appear on Yinchuan's young face. But half a month ago, the old man rarely came to her place even during the day. Yinque felt awkward and had a big quarrel with the master, which was known to everyone in the house. What is puzzling is that the master did not annoy her, but made a big concession: the girls in each room each took turns to serve Yinque for three days, and Yinque could not go to the upper room to pay her respects every morning... The master again I bought her some clothes and jewelry, and a lipstick.

At this time, breakfast has not been served yet, and Yinque is leaning on the bed, recalling the past, stroking the lipstick in her hand. Printed on the shell is a blond girl smiling, with bright red lips and white teeth, with her breasts half exposed, looking charming. Yinque thought: This thing is a rare thing - an authentic Western product, convenient and beautiful. If it is painted with it, it will definitely be more beautiful than the horns on the stage. Therefore, she has always been reluctant to use it, waiting to use it during the Chinese New Year so as to show off in front of her concubines.

Having not left the house for half a month, Yinque naturally had no idea that the master was going to marry the sixth wife. She only knew a little bit about it when she saw some girls cleaning up the left wing of the backyard a few days ago. Yesterday, the third wife, Yaqin, came to see her. After chatting for a while, as expected by Yinque, the third wife, who had only given birth to a daughter, was indeed very interested in the lipstick given by the master. Before leaving, Yaqin made an inexplicable joke at the door, "After the New Year, your sister will become your sister, and I won't know how to call her then!" Yinque thought about it for a long time, and then remembered that the master would be here for a long time in the future. Only then did he suddenly realize: It turns out that the mysterious sixth wife is his sister, Jinque, the girl of the third wife. This couldn't help but evoke her disappointment, with a hint of jealousy: I didn't expect that I would be defeated by my sister who was not good at words...

Thinking about it, Yinque took out the drawer from the drawer. He took out the jewelry box, opened the second layer, and took out a small red paper bag...

It's almost New Year's Eve, and the master has not come back yet, so my servants Been busy all day long.

This day it was the golden sparrow's turn to serve the silver sparrow, and the snowflakes began to float unexpectedly again.

After dinner, Jinque lit up the fire even more, and the room was warm. She wiped the furniture and then made the bed. All her actions were so skillful and coherent. When her sister turned her back, Yinque took out the red paper bag again, looked at it, and immediately stuffed it back into her cuffs, her hands shaking slightly. She pressed the paper package tightly through her sleeves for fear of falling out. Cold sweat broke out on the tips of my fingers.

"Mrs. Fifth, what is this?" While wiping the table, Jinque picked up the lipstick and asked.

"Sisters, don't call me that - oh, my master bought it for me from the provincial capital! It's much better for wiping lips than those red pieces of paper we have!" Yinque tried his best. Relax and hide the tension, "Sister, don't clean up. Today is our birthday, have you forgotten? I have already ordered the kitchen to bring some food and wine, let's celebrate!"

"You are the wife and I am the girl. This is not-"

"Didn't the third wife tell you? The master has already-" before Jinque could finish speaking, Yinque asked.

At this time, a cook came in with wine and food. After setting them up, she went out silently.

Yinque pulled her slightly embarrassed sister to sit at the table and took out two more wine glasses. Jinque hurriedly got up and filled it.

"Hey, sister, why should we be so polite?"

"Although you and I are sisters, we are still master and servant after all." Jinque said with lowered eyes.

"Don't say that. After the New Year, you will live in the wing over there," Yinque pointed with her finger, "We will be closer, won't we?" The red paper bag accidentally slipped onto her skirt, and she quickly stuffed it back as if nothing had happened.

"Sister, we came here together six or seven years ago. You went with the second wife, and I went with the third wife..." Jinque recalled.

"Sister, why are you talking about these things?" Yinque took over the conversation, "Are you trying to say that the second wife was pregnant that time, six or seven months old, and why did she fall out? Master Because I didn't serve him well, he locked me in the woodshed and deprived me of food for three days." Jinque's eyes gradually became moist as he listened. Yinque then said, "You took a steamed bun and gave it to me to eat. I kept saying it was delicious, and you cried at that time... My dear sister, today is our birthday, why are you talking about these old millet and rotten sesame seeds?" What's the sad thing?" "Now I'm on an equal footing with the second wife," Yin Que walked around the room as if to show off, "I don't need any food or clothing, no matter how I got here. Anyway, that’s all I can do to please the master - every night when the master is in bed, he will remember that the person below him is the girl who was imprisoned in the woodshed for three days - as long as I have a boy next year, he will be better than her second wife? Stronger!"

"Sister--" Jinque didn't finish her sentence. She only heard the voice of a little girl outside the door, "Sister Jinque, the third wife asked you to go back."

Jinque hurriedly agreed to go out and headed towards the middle courtyard facing the snow. Yinque sat down here and saw that the food and wine on the table had not been touched. He couldn't help but take out the red paper bag that was slightly wet. His cold hands trembled again, and his lips trembled involuntarily... ...

Not long after, Jinque came in carrying an exquisite tureen.

"The third wife knew that today is your birthday, so she specially asked the kitchen to make a braised fish." When the lid was lifted, the fish smell immediately overflowed.

"Hey, thank you for thinking about it, Master!" Yinque hurriedly pulled a piece of meat from the belly of the fish and put it into his mouth, "It's so delicious! Sister, you should try it too!"

"I can't get used to the fishy smell, and I can only eat whole grains!" Jinque said with a smile, "Besides, the third wife bought it specially for you, how can it taste good to me?"

"Sister, you're here again," Yinque said while spitting out fish bones, "Okay, then you can eat something else." He added intentionally or unintentionally, "This wine is not bad, too!"

Jinque took a sip of food, picked up the cup and was about to drink when he suddenly said, "Hey, in this wine -"

"What's wrong? What's wrong with this wine?" Yinque also paid attention. I couldn't chew the fish anymore, my hands felt cold.

"It's such a cold day, why is there a little bug in this wine? How weird do you think it is." Jinque picked out the bug and said to Yinque with a smile while drinking.

"Really? Who knows?" Yinque also asked with a smile.

The fire was crackling, snowflakes were flying outside the house, and the two sisters were silent.

Watching his sister eating fish with relish, Jinque thought: He and his sister have never eaten anything good since childhood. Now that my sister has become a concubine, she has seen everything, but is it the best to be a concubine? Is it just happiness? Maybe my sister thinks so! If being a concubine is happiness, then why does the third wife always try her best to get close to the master because she has not given birth to a son? Why did the fourth wife, who had studied in school, suddenly and inexplicably lose her child just half a year after entering the house? Why did the second wife... Oh, maybe these are things that a girl like us shouldn't think about, but I did hear that after the Chinese New Year, the master would... At that time, I fell into them Hit! Is it really like what the fourth wife said back then, that women are just dishes on the table - whichever one likes, picks up whichever one is pleasing to the eye, and looks at it carefully. If you like it, eat it. If you don't like it, either Change to another plate or just give it up. Is this really the case?

"Sister, what's wrong with you?" The younger sister's question interrupted Jinque's thoughts.

"Nothing!" Jinque said with a smile, "How do you feel about being a concubine?"

"What, why are you so weird!" Yinque didn't like her sister's concern, "How about it? You live in such a big room by yourself, you have food delivered to you, and you have endless money to spend... I won't tell you all." Have you passed?"

"That's not what I mean. I'm asking you, do you think being an aunt is very happy?"

"Oh, what are you talking about? ? When I was with the master, I felt so comfortable when I thought that other concubines could only sit on the empty bed and sigh!" Yin Que smiled again like a show off, "After the New Year, you will also serve me. When the master goes to bed, you will know whether you are happy or not." After that, she drank the wine in one gulp, and two blushes gradually spread on her white cheeks.

A gust of north wind whistled outside the window. Large areas of window grilles were already formed on the glass in the room, and the flames of candles danced between the two sisters.

Jinque handed the hand stove to her sister, "It's late at night, go to bed early!"

Jinque stood up holding the table, and suddenly felt a mist in front of her eyes, and her feet felt soft. When I got up, my head felt dizzy. Jinque helped her walk to the bed, "Sister, you drank too much and you are drunk."

"I'm not - drunk," Yinque said softly, closing her eyes slightly, and picked up the A lipstick, look, this is what I bought specially for me - it's from abroad - no one can try to take it away from me..."

"Yes, yes, I can still do it" Coming to you. "Jinque took off her shoes and clothes for her, helped her onto the bed, and tucked her in.

The room became quiet, Jinque put away the food and wine, blew out the lights, and left. She sent the food and wine to the kitchen first and put them away. Seeing that the cooks were all asleep, she didn't disturb them and personally carried the remaining plate of fish to the cooks' cats. After that, the golden bird strolled towards the kitchen. She walked to Mrs. Yuan's room. On the way, she suddenly took out the lipstick, and then she remembered that she had taken it out of her sister's hand when she was helping her to bed. She had forgotten to put it down. Looking at the heavy snow in the sky, Jin Que thought: Anyway. She has to serve tomorrow morning, so it’s better to give it to her tomorrow, besides, my sister is already resting now.

“Third Madam! You haven't rested yet! "Jinque entered the room and said.

"Oh, my good girl, is it your birthday? Yaqin asked with a smile.

"Thank you, Mrs. Third, for the fish." "Jinque has followed Yaqin for so many years and understands the meaning of every word she says.

"What does this mean?" Yaqin looked at the girl, "Oh, she looks really good. There is such spiritual energy in the quietness, no wonder the master likes it! "Jinque was about to speak when Yaqin suddenly asked, "Have all the fish been eaten? "

"I'm afraid of fishy taste, but Mrs. Wu liked it so much that she ate most of it by herself. "

"Oh, okay - that fish is really delicious. It's a pity that you didn't get to try it. "Yaqin looked very sorry.

"Third Madam, I'm a little thirsty..."

"I've prepared it for you," Yaqin smiled as she brought a cup of strong tea that had been poured. Then she said to Jinque, "Drink it, don't perm it?" She accidentally caught a glimpse of the lipstick in Jinque's hand, "Hey, Mrs. Wu will give this rare thing to you, it's better for you two sisters - the master is really I like her, I don’t even have such a thing!”

“If the third wife likes it, just take it first—I’ll explain it to the fifth wife tomorrow...” Busy and interesting said.

Yaqin pretended to evade a few words, and finally just said, "Okay, then I will have to stay. Thank you and your sister very much. When you get married, I will give you a gift like this." It’s not bad!” He said while laughing hard.

After serving Yaqin to sleep, Jinque went back to the lower room to rest. I don't know what kind of force made her not go back directly to the lower room, but drove her to the backyard again.

Seeing that the left wing was right in front of him, Jin Que stepped onto the first step and suddenly felt a churn in his stomach, as if something was about to surge out, and the nearby wing was also shaking from side to side. . She pressed her abdomen with her left hand and rubbed her chest with her right hand instinctively. She couldn't help but lean on a pillar in front of the door. Suddenly, she saw that the right wing of her sister was also moving, as if it was the same as the wing in front of her. They were all soul-callers sent by the underworld to take her. The severe pain in her belly and the sudden panic made Jinque couldn't help but scream loudly, but she also thought that the third watch had passed and the whole house had rested, so she had to try her best to restrain herself, cover her mouth with her hands, and barely scream a few times. . A few minutes later, she slid down the pillar and collapsed on the steps...

"Ah, fifth sister! Why did everything disappear just fine?" Yaqin pushed away. The crowd gathered outside the door of Yinque House ran to the bed and knelt down, shouting and crying. The servants also burst into tears.

"Did you ask someone to carry the golden bird away?" Yaqin asked sharply, and the servants nodded in agreement. Yaqin went on to say, "These young ladies have a hard life. Who did they offend? They are all born in the twelfth lunar month and have lost their lifespan. Today is the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month. The master will come back as soon as he speaks - I make the decision first. Go tell the accountant Buy two decent coffins and follow the rules of the fourth wife before!" He also ordered a few trustworthy girls to pack the things in Yinque's house.

When the girls took out the jewelry box, they saw that in addition to the rouge bracelets and other items, there was also a small red paper bag placed flatly on the second layer...< /p>

In the evening of the thirtieth day, lights were lit everywhere, and the cooks brought out plates of delicious food to the upper room.

Red lanterns were hung on the porches of each courtyard, reflecting a peaceful scene. In the front yard, several servants were busy setting off long firecrackers; in the upper room, the girls were setting dishes and cutting chopsticks, and the cooks were talking quietly as they walked.

"Oh, you said this is a big holiday, two people disappeared one after another, how evil!" His legs are kicked!"

"That's right, I have to put a whip on it tonight to suppress this bad luck!"

...

The female relatives have already arrived, and the master and several guests have also taken their seats, except Yaqin is missing. Suddenly a little girl ran in in a panic and said out of breath, "Third Mrs.... something happened!"

Everyone hurried from the upper room to the middle courtyard. In the right wing room, the door was open, and the gorgeously dressed Yaqin was lying in front of the dressing mirror, clutching the carpet tightly with her left hand, her eyes wide open and looking at the sky, her face pale - a few timid girls had already run out - only Those lips are so bright and beautiful, as beautiful as the corners on the stage...