Transmigration: The Peasant Makeup Artist

Not long after I put on the makeup on Qinhua, there was a sound of drumming and gongs outside, and I could vaguely hear the children clapping and shouting.

"Pick up the bride..."

"The bridegroom officer is here..."

Everyone in the room knew that it was the pick-up, and immediately stopped talking, called in the busy Aunt Zhao, and covered Qinhua with a red hijab.

It was just okay. At this moment, I saw the red hijab on Qinhua’s head and thought that my daughter would leave home from now on. Aunt Zhao came out of sorrow, and tears flowed out. Holding Qinhua’s hand, he choked and said, "Be good after you marry. The husband and the child are filial to their parents. It’s different from being a girl at home. Do you know if you have to work harder? But don’t bear any grievances. Do you know when you come back to your mother?

Aunt Zhao's words brought out Qinhua's sad mood, sobbing and nodding, "Mother, I see."

Seeing that both mothers were crying, Yang Lanhua stepped forward to support Aunt Zhao, "Mother, my sister is married in our village. I will see you every day. Why are you crying? Stop crying. If you cry, your sister will cry too. It's going to be spent, isn't it in vain that Sister Li Mo gave me the elaborate makeup today."

When Aunt Zhao heard this, she immediately raised her sleeve and wiped her tears, "Yes, look at me, you can't cry, Qinhua, don't cry, today is so beautiful, if you wear makeup, don't cry."

Qinhua nodded under her hijab and wiped her tears with a handkerchief.

At this time, Zhao Changbang knocked on the door outside, "Mother, brother-in-law is here, the hour is here, sister should go out."

Yang Lanhua quickly opened the door to let Zhao Changbang come in, and walked out of the room with Qinhua on his back.

Standing outside was a group of big and small lads. The man in the red suit standing in the middle was the old man Lin Man after Qinhua. He saw Zhao Changbang coming out with his bride on his back. He immediately smiled with his big white teeth and walked to meet Zhao Changbang. Next to the bullock cart, she carefully supported Qinhua in the bullock cart.

Li Mo looked at Lin Man's series of actions and was very happy for Qin Hua. It was obvious that Lin Man liked Qin Hua very much, and she was in his eyes, and Qin Hua would be happy in the future.

At this time, Li Mo felt his hand warm and was wrapped in a big hand. Only for a moment, he was let go in the next second, and no one noticed.

Li Mo turned his head and saw Song Dashan looking at him.

Li Mo asked softly: "What's wrong?"

Song Dashan pursed his lips, his voice a bit low, "We didn't have a banquet, you... don't feel uncomfortable, we can make it up, although it's a bit late..."

Li Mo was startled for a moment, and then he understood what Song Dashan meant. He did not have a marriage ceremony with her, only a marriage letter. He thought she was sad.

In the original situation, the original owner committed suicide and it was impossible to hold any banquets. After she came here, life was very difficult, and there was no need to think about weddings. What's more, for her, the wedding ceremony is not important, it is just a form. The most important thing is that she has a good life, so it does not matter to her whether there is a wedding or not.

But apparently, Song Dashan thought she wanted to hold a marriage ceremony very much for fear that she would be sad.

Li Mo smiled and approached him, pulled his hand, and whispered softly: "I am not sad. The marriage ceremony is not the most important thing. The important thing is to live a good life and live a good life, than to have a lively ceremony. It's all useful."

Song Dashan fixedly looked at Li Mo for a while, and after confirming that she was really not sad, he nodded heavily, "Don't worry, I will work hard to make money in the future, be kind to you, and let you live a good life."

After speaking, I realized that what I just said was a bit too explicit, turned his head uncomfortably, and stopped looking at Li Mo, but the reddish ears still made Li Mo smile.

After the bridegroom picked up the bride, the woman also announced the opening of the table.

The custom here is that in addition to the wife’s relatives eating at the man’s house, the woman’s relatives eat noodles at the woman’s house, and the man’s relatives eat noodles at the man’s house, and the two places serve at the same time, but the money is paid by the man.

Yang Lanhua stayed at home with Li Xiaofeng and Zhao Changbang to greet relatives here. Since only a male Zhao Changbang was at home and could not accompany him with wine, he asked Song Dashan to greet the guests together. As for Li Mo, he helped in the kitchen. Beat and serve and serve.

Expecting that the adults are busy today, they can’t take care of a few children, and the children don’t have a seat, so Li Mo and Yang Lanhua negotiated and reserved some dishes in advance for the children and Xiaobao to bring them into the room. The children have lost their lives, and a few big talents can rest assured to work.

Today, the woman arranged ten tables of noodles and invited a chef in town who specializes in making noodles for people. Yang Lanhua, Li Xiaofeng and several aunts of the Zhao family, together with Li Mo and a group of five or six people, helped. It took an hour to prepare all the dishes. At this time, several people were tired and paralyzed. They sat on the small bench in the kitchen and didn't want to get up.

A few people are so busy that they have not eaten, Yang Lanhua stood up and greeted the others to sit down at the table and eat something.

Everyone else went, and even the cook was invited to take a seat, but Li Mo refused and stayed alone in the kitchen.

It's not that she's not hungry, but she saw it when it was served, and the last dish would be snatched immediately. The dishes on the table were almost eaten, and there would be a lot of leftovers like modern meals. At this time, it’s rare for people to eat good things. They opened their stomachs to eat in time for the banquet. The dishes were picked up as soon as they were on the table, and they were gone after a while. But I can imagine what was happening on the plates on the dinner table, Li Mo didn’t want to go. Eat the leftovers on the table, I'd rather go home and cook some noodles.

As Li Mo was rubbing his sore calf, a large porcelain bowl full of vegetables was placed on the small table in front of Li Mo, with a pair of wooden chopsticks on it.

Song Dashan: "You're hungry, eat quickly."

Li Mo looked at Song Dashan in surprise. He didn't understand why he suddenly appeared. Didn't he entertain the guests in front.

Song Dashan saw that Li Mo didn't do anything, so he simply picked up the chopsticks, held a bowl in one hand and a piece of meat and put it to Li Mo's mouth: "Eat quickly, it's all clean, I save it specially for you."

Li Mo looked at the meat on his mouth, a little embarrassed, and reached out to pick up the dishes and chopsticks, "I'll do it myself."

Unexpectedly, Song Dashan avoided Li Mo's hand and insisted on extending the meat to Li Mo's mouth, "Hurry up!"

Li Mo was surprised, "Brother Dashan, what are you doing?"

Song Dashan didn't answer, but just put a soft tone and said as if he was coaxing Xiaobao: ‘You’re good, open your mouth, ah--’

Li Mo finally realized that something was wrong with Song Dashan. Based on what she knew about him, this person could not do this kind of feeding her, let alone coax her with such a horrible tone, unless ......

He is drunk.

"Brother Dashan, how much wine did you just drink?"

Song Dashan paused and looked at Li Mo with a serious tone, "Do you think I drank too much? Actually I'm fine, don't worry, eat quickly, it will be cold later, it won’t taste good if it’s cold. , Open your mouth."

Li Mo looked at his face, as usual, and spoke clearly, not as if he was drunk, but she just thought he was drunk.

Seeing that he insisted on feeding her something, Li Mo thought for a while, still opened his mouth obediently and ate the piece of meat.

Song Dashan watched Li Mo eat it, his smile enlarged infinitely, and said with a treasure-like tone: "I know you don't like to eat leftovers, so I will pick you up in advance, and I know you don't like to eat fat. Yes, I will give you all the lean meat, come and take another bite." He said, he took a piece of chicken and brought it to Li Mo's mouth.

Li Mo looked at Song Dashan who was smiling like a child, and gradually raised his mouth, opened his mouth to eat the chicken, and said to Song Dashan, "Thank you, you are so kind."

Hearing Li Mo’s praise, Song Dashan’s smiling teeth showed up, and like a child eager to behave, he immediately picked up a chopstick and sent it to Li Mo’s mouth: "I also know that you love vegetables. Give it to you. It’s a lot, come and eat."

Li Mo looked at Song Dashan, and finally knew what Song Dashan looked like after drinking.

"Dashan, it turns out that you came here, I said, why did you disappear in a blink of an eye, you are not interesting enough!" Zhao Changbang's voice came from the kitchen door.

Song Dashan was feeding Li Mo with a chopstick dish. After hearing this, Zhao Changbang looked back and continued to feed the vegetables seriously.

As a modern person, Li Mo couldn't feel ashamed when faced with this situation, to be honest, and calmly opened his mouth to eat.

"Hey-Dashan, you have a good face." Zhao Changbang cried strangely.

Li Mo looked at Zhao Changbang, "Brother Changbang, how much wine did Dashan drink at noon?"

Zhao Changbang was stunned when he heard the words, looked at Song Dashan, and suddenly pointed at him and asked, "Is he drunk?"

Li Mo nodded.

Zhao Changbang: "No wonder he was so sour today. I said he didn't do what he did." After that, he wondered: "But he used to drink so much and he didn't see anything abnormal. I thought he Alcohol is good."

Abnormal feelings are in front of someone.

Zhao Changbang smiled, patted Song Dashan on the shoulder and said, "In this case, you can take Dashan back later, brother and sister, and let him sleep for a while."

Li Mo nodded in response.

Song Dashan kept waiting for Li Mo to finish speaking before continuing to feed the vegetables to her mouth, not at all embarrassed because Zhao Changbang was there.

Zhao Changbang laughed weirdly and walked away with his hands behind his back.

After Li Mo had eaten the dishes that Song Dashan had fed, he pulled him up, "Go, let's find Xiaobao, and then go home."

Song Dashan nodded obediently, and followed Li Mo.

When they found Xiaobao, the three of them returned home. Li Mo wiped Song Dashan's face, took off Xiaobao's clothes, and patted Xiaobao's ass, "Xiaobao, take your father to sleep."

Upon receiving the instruction, Xiao Bao immediately nodded, climbed onto the bed and lifted the quilt, then took Song Dashan's arm and dragged him onto the bed, "Father, come up and sleep!"

Song Dashan followed Xiaobao’s strength and went to bed. He lay down under the pressure of Xiaobao, and then covered him with a quilt. The little guy also patted his father’s chest and coaxed: "Father, you hurry up Close your eyes and sleep well~"

Song Dashan didn't listen to his son's words now, his eyes were open, looking at Li Mo, eagerly, and brightly writing: Come up soon.

Little Bao felt he had to support his father, and looked at Li Mo with flashing big eyes, "Aunt Mo, come on, let's sleep together."

Li Mo was dumbfounded by the eyes of the father and son. After thinking about it, there was really nothing to do in the afternoon, so he took off his shoes and coat and went to bed.

Song Dashan moved aside, leaving the middle seat to Li Mo, and when Li Mo lay down, he immediately turned to face Li Mo and looked at Li Mo with his eyes open.

Li Mo couldn't stand his eyes, stretched out his hand and closed his eyes, "Go to sleep~"

Song Dashan blinked twice on the palm of Li Mo's palm, and finally closed his eyes obediently, and soon fell asleep.

Li Mo sighed. It seems that next time he should drink less, otherwise it will make people feel uncomfortable.

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