Transmigration: The Peasant Makeup Artist

Li Mo was about to make her clothes again, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Song Dazhu and the three walking in from the door, and the mood for making clothes was gone.

Before Li Mo could speak, Song Dazhu smiled and said hello: "Are you busy?"

Li Mo didn't bother to care about these people, lowered his head and threaded the needle.

Song Dashan also bowed his head to clean up the tea bowl just now, ignoring the intention of the people.

Song Dazhu was faceless when he touched, his expression was not very good, but he sat down on the bench with a smile, and Wang Cuihua and Lin Zhaodi also sat down.

Song Dashan frowned, his tone was unusually impatient, "What are you doing here?"

Song Dazhu was very annoyed at Song Dashan's unceremonious tone, but thinking of the purpose of coming today, he suppressed his temper and smiled hard at the corners of his mouth: "Dashan, look at what you said, it's not natural for the eldest brother to come and see the younger brother. "

Song Dashan didn't take this set. He had already seen who his eldest brother was, and pointed to the door unceremoniously at the moment: "We are busy, if you have nothing to do, let's go. Don't delay our work."

Song Dazhu patted the table and said in a tone of hatred that iron cannot become steel: "Dashan, you just talked to your brother like this? Why did you become like this!"

Song Dashan didn't care about Song Dazhu's words at all. He raised his eyes and glanced at the three sitting people, his tone was even more impatient, "It seems that you are all right now, then don't leave!"

Song Dazhu wanted to slap his **** and leave, thinking about when his son has been so angry since he became the only talent in the village, but remembering that there are important things to say later, he can only resist the urge to get angry and take a deep breath. He breathed a stiff smile, and said, "Well, since you are busy, then I won't talk nonsense, Dashan, this time I am going to invite you and your younger siblings to live in the old house. The family should live together. Brother and mother don’t worry about letting you live outside alone. Go back. It’s nice to have a family together."

Song Dashan looked at Song Dazhu as he thought he was thinking of his younger brother, smiled mockingly, and said indifferently: "It's kind, but we don't need it. We are doing well by ourselves. Now that we have finished talking, let's leave. Don't come again. "

Song Dazhu didn't expect Song Dashan to refuse directly. He couldn't suppress the fire in his heart, and slapped it on the table with a slap, "Song Dashan, you don't know what is good or bad!"

At this time, Wang Cuihua immediately patted Song Dazhu's undulating back to give him comfort, and said: "The master, don't be angry, Dashan is just confused for a while. Let's talk to him and be angry."

After comforting Song Dazhu, Wang Cuihua looked at Song Dashan and sighed earnestly, "Dashan, look at this house, it’s not so bad, how can you live well? You can live by yourself, as well as your children and your daughter-in-law. I can’t live anymore. We really don’t worry about seeing you have been so hard. You should go back to the old house with us. When you go back, you will at least stutter, so don’t worry about being hungry."

Song Dashan was disgusted with Wang Cuihua's hypocritical face, and was too lazy to spend his tongue. He immediately walked to the corner and took out a long bamboo pole left over from the cage, turned around and threw the pole on the table with a "pop" sound. Everyone present was shocked, and even Li Mo's heart beat quickly.

Wang Cuihua immediately took a few steps back in shock.

Lin Zhaodi also shrank his neck and dared not move.

Only Song Dazhu, in order to maintain his eldest brother’s face, resisted fear, stubbornly looked at Song Dashan, and questioned: "Why, my eldest brother really wants to invite you back, do you still have to be rough with us? What are you? reason!"

Song Dashan retracted the bamboo pole and glanced at Song Dazhu coldly, "Don't say it so nice, you know what you think, and I know it very well, I will say it again, leave immediately, or you will regret coming today!"

To be honest, Song Dazhu was a little scared by Song Dashan’s fierce appearance, and he wanted to back down, but when he thought of the benefits after the matter was done, he immediately ignored the fear. Besides, he was his elder brother, he Could this brother be able to beat him?

Thinking about this, Song Dazhu immediately raised his face and looked at Song Dashan and said with sorrow, "Dashan, brother feels sorry for your hardship outside and wants you to go back. Why do you think that brother is going to harm you? Why are you so confused? !"

"Heh, it seems that you don't want to leave today? That's fine." After Song Dashan chuckled lightly, he turned and walked towards the room.

Everyone didn't understand what he was doing in the room, even Li Mo didn't know.

After a while, Song Dashan came out of the room, took out three sheets of paper and a small box, spread the paper directly on the table, opened the small box next to it, and, apart from anything else, grabbed Song Dazhu’s hand and pressed it into the small box. On the red ink pad, the next second he pressed Song Dazhu to stamp his handprints on three sheets of paper.

Ren Song Dazhu didn't struggle and shout, until Song Dashan released his fingerprints.

Song Dazhu was startled and angry, "Dashan, what are you pressing for me!"

Song Dashan ignored it, and pressed three handprints himself, and counted the handprints on them. There were four on each of them.

Turning around and handing the paper to Li Mo, Song Dashan replied: "I asked the village chief and the patriarch to write the document just now. From then on, I will cut off relations with you, and the two families will not bother each other. Violated and voluntarily expelled from the village!"

Song Dazhu stayed completely, why didn't things get done, but broke the relationship? Now he roared: "Dashan, you are such a thing! How can you do this kind of thing! Don't you even want a brother!"

After Song Dazhu finished speaking, seeing Song Dashan indifferent, he finally became anxious, and said angrily: "No, I didn't press it voluntarily just now, you forced me, I'm going to the patriarch to make it clear!"

Song Dashan didn't care, "It is written clearly in black and white, and there are also the handprints of the village chief and the patriarch. If you want to repay the debt, then go, as long as the village chief and the patriarch are willing to pay attention to you."

Song Dazhu was speechless, and he himself knew that in black and white, he couldn't allow him to argue, and the village chief and patriarch would not listen to him very much. They were all about Song Dashan.

At this moment, Song Dazhu realized that Song Dashan really wanted to sever ties with them, not just playing around.

Panicked, Song Dazhu immediately put away his anger, and said sadly: "Dashan, are you so cruel? You don't want us, what about mother? Mother is pulling you up with pooping, don't you even want a mother? Is it? You are not filial!"

Song Dashan: "I will give the old-age money for my mother, and it is clearly written on the document. I will give my mother one or two silvers of old-age pension every year, but you should never come to disturb us again, otherwise, it's like this bamboo pole. —— "Speaking, Song Dashan broke the thick bamboo pole with his hands and made a loud noise.

Song Dazhu stood up in horror and took two steps back, really afraid that he would be broken into two parts in the next second.

Wang Cuihua and Lin Zhaodi had long since retreated far away and dared not come forward to speak.

"Dashan, you, you..." Song Dazhu was speechless.

Song Dashan didn’t want to talk nonsense with them anymore, he went straight forward, pulled Song Dazhu’s collar and dragged out the door, “Don’t bother us in the future, or be driven out of the village, don’t blame me for being cruel, and if you are not afraid of your son If your reputation is damaged and your career is hampered, you can try it!"

After speaking, Song Dazhu was thrown out.

Speaking of being expelled from the village, Song Dazhu is not too afraid. He doesn’t believe that someone can carry him out of the village if he doesn’t leave, but Song Dashan’s last sentence completely hit him. His eldest son belongs to him. The lifeblood is the family's hope for so many years. If he goes to the college to affect the future of his eldest son, he will never bet.

This Song Dashan has completely torn his face with them, and he will really go to the academy and ruin his son's future.

There is no way, Song Dazhu can only swallow the blood in his heart, spit out, and look at Song Dashan bitterly, "You don’t know what is good or bad! In the future, our good brothers will develop. Don’t expect to get any benefits. I don’t even recognize you if you ask me!"

Song Dashan didn't care about Song Dazhu's words, turned around and took Wang Cuihua and Lin Zhaodi who were still at home, and then closed the door "slap", completely isolating the voices of the three people outside.

As soon as he closed the door, he saw Li Mo looking at him with wide eyes open. His eyes were surprised, admired, and happy, and he couldn't say anything.

Song Dashan was uncomfortable with Li Mo's eyes. The momentum he had just cleaned up immediately disappeared, scratching his head, "What's the matter, why are you looking at me like this?"

Li Mo took a step forward, circled Song Dashan, "tsk tsk" twice, and finally looked at Song Dashan's eyes, and asked with exclamation: "When did you go to the patriarch to write the document? Why didn't I know? "

Song Dashan truthfully replied: "I went to the patriarch after the last time my sister ate here. My mother and my brother are now devoting themselves to the dream of helping their elder nephew to succeed in school. They don’t care about anything else. My relative is the difference between useful and useless to them. I am useless. Fortunately, once it is useful to them, they will definitely not hesitate to pick up my blood. Before I thought it would not be useful to use this instrument, I didn't expect it to be used."

After Song Dashan finished speaking, he looked at Li Mo with deep guilt in his eyes: "Li Mo, you were wronged before. You have worked so hard for this family. I can't let them come and respond to you again and again. I have the responsibility to protect you. From now on, it will be enough for me to have you and Xiaobao. You two are my most important people. Don’t force the others."

Li Mo was speechless by Song Dashan's remarks, but he did not expect that he had already made a plan in his heart, and he had already made a choice.

At this moment, Li Mo thought Song Dashan was particularly cute.

While thinking this way, Li Mo stood on tiptoe, raised his hand to hook Song Dashan's neck, and gave Song Dashan a heavy kiss on his face with a "Bhaw".

"This is a reward!"

This kiss directly stayed Song Dashan.

Seeing that he hadn't reacted for a long time, Li Mo smiled and patted his face, "Go back to my mind, idiot!"

After regaining his senses, Song Dashan's face instantly blushed, "You...you...I..."

Li Mo shook his head helplessly, how could this person be so innocent.

It seems that he can't tease him anymore, otherwise he should be red and explode. Li Mo turned to ask others: "How can the village chief and the patriarch write papers for you so easily? Did you give gifts?"

But he is so poor and he has no gifts to give.

Song Dashan's face was still red. After looking at Li Mo for a long time, he lowered his head to avoid Li Mo's gaze, and answered calmly: "The eldest brother had offended the village head before. The village head was very easy to handle. As for the patriarch, he used to I saved his son once, and he always remembered my favor, so this time I came to him and begged him."

So this is ah.

At this moment, Li Mo felt relieved in his heart for an instant, thinking that he would no longer have to be opposed by those people in the future, and wanted to set off firecrackers to celebrate.

The author has something to say: In fact, I intend to solve the best in this chapter. I originally planned to post this chapter tomorrow, but I didn’t expect so many cuties to be mad at the best, so I decided to add more and let you see the solution in advance. Supreme, don’t be mad at the best, touch you~

How about it, be happy, praise me, haha