Transmigration: The Peasant Makeup Artist

Li Mo hurt his hand, Song Dashan didn't even let her in the kitchen, and let her play with Xiaobao.

Li Mo suspected that in his heart, she and Xiaobao were of the same level.

When Xiaobao was playing in the yard, she sat and watched, in a daze.

Just then, a sharp voice came in: "Is Da Shan at home?"

As soon as the voice fell, a middle-aged woman came into the yard.

Li Mo stood up. Although he didn't know the person, he still called his aunt politely, and then said, "Brother Dashan is at home. Auntie, you sit first. I'll call him."

The woman saw Li Mo and laughed, "Are you Dashan's new wife? Long is a real sign."

Li Mo pretended to be shy and lowered his head, and hurried to call someone from behind.

When she came out, the woman was teasing Xiaobao.

"Auntie, what are you doing here?"

"Didn't I hear that you are going to buy peanut seeds tomorrow? It just so happens that I have to go to town tomorrow. I will go to Xia Laozhu's house to make an appointment with a donkey cart, and I will ask if you want to also make an appointment for you."

When Song Dashan remembered this, he nodded and thanked him, "Thank you, auntie, it's not that you said that I forgot to go to Old Zhu's house to talk about this, so troublesome aunty will tell me by the way. Two seats, my wife will go to town with me on."

The woman readily agreed, "Sure, then I will say, then you are busy, my aunt is gone."

"Auntie, go slowly."

After sending the woman away, Song Dashan said to Li Mo, "Just now it was Aunt Zhao who lives next door. He has been taking good care of me and Xiaobao. If you have anything to do in the future, you can go to Aunt Zhao."

Li Mo nodded, and then asked, "What seat is the appointment?"

Aunt Zhao talked about the appointment of donkey cart seats. In the nearby villages, Xia Laozhu in their village has a donkey at home, which can bring people to the town, but the donkey cart seats are limited. There is a seat, so you have to go to greet in advance and reserve a seat, otherwise you can only walk to town.

After listening to Song Dashan's explanation, Li Mo knew what was going on, and wondered how much each person would cost, and how many people could sit at a time.

Song Dashan replied: "The average adult pays 3 cents a round trip, and a child 1 cent. The child has no seat and must be held by an adult. 15 adults can sit at a time."

Li Mo's brain moved quickly. In this way, the minimum cost of a trip is 45 yuan. Even if there is only one round trip a day, he can earn at least 45 yuan. In the village, a strong laborer goes out to do odd jobs, only 10 yuan a day. Then this cart is too profitable. If you have a donkey at home, can you do this too? Why is there only Xia Laozhu's family?

Tell Song Dashan the doubts in his heart. Song Dashan laughed and explained to Li Mo: "A donkey costs about 6 taels of silver, which is a lot more expensive than buying a cow. They are all farmers who don’t have that much money. Even if you have so much money, you will definitely choose to buy cows, which can cultivate the land, but donkeys can’t do farm work except for pulling people, so no one buys them so far."

Li Mo understood. He looked at Song Dashan and felt that this thing was very suitable for Song Dashan. He had inconvenient legs and feet, and it was too hard to do farm work. If he could pull a cart, it would be easy and profitable.

If you make money later, you can try it.

When I was eating at noon, I didn't expect Aunt Zhao to come again, and her face was very bad when she came in.

"Aunt Zhao, what's the matter?" Song Dashan asked.

Aunt Zhao sat down on the bench that Li Mo brought, and exhaled, then angrily replied: "Then Old Xiazhu’s house is getting more and more disfiguring. I went to make an appointment, but told me that the seat was tight. One family is only given one seat, not two, bah! What kind of seats are tense, why didn't you say that before."

This old Xia Zhu relied on this donkey cart in a few nearby villages. It was very arrogant and arrogant. Once he offended him, don't even think about riding in his donkey cart. Not only that, but the money for the car was the same as the previous two. Wen rose to 3 cents, if it weren't for walking too far to town, everyone wouldn't bother to take his car.

This time there is a new Yaozi, and the family will only give one seat. What will other people do?

Song Dashan didn't look good when he heard this.

Li Mo was also very disappointed in his heart, and it seemed that he would not be able to go this time.

Pulling La Song Dashan's sleeve, Li Mo said, "Brother Dashan, I'm not going anymore, you go."

Song Dashan's complexion did not improve. He did not answer Li Mo's words, but asked Aunt Zhao: "Aunt, when will the donkey cart leave tomorrow?"

Aunt Zhao replied: "We will wait at the entrance of the village tomorrow morning."

Angrily, but remembering that there are still many things to do, Aunt Zhao didn't delay and went home after saying that.

Although Li Mo was disappointed, it was not impossible to go there forever. He could go again next time, and put the matter behind and didn't think about it anymore.

Hard to think, before dawn the next day, Li Mo was woken up by Song Dashan.

"Brother Dashan, what's wrong?"

"Get up and pack up and go to town."

When Li Mo heard this, he was surprised, "Isn't the family only giving one seat? How can I go?"

"It's okay, I can go. I have discussed with a person in the same village who happened to drive cattle to town, and I will go in his ox cart."

"Bull cart?"

"Well, the bullock cart is too slow. It is estimated that the morning market in the town will be gone, but it is no problem to buy seeds. Just go to the grain store. After you arrive, follow Aunt Zhao, and you don't have to wait for me when you come back." He took out a bunch of copper coins from his pocket and handed it to Li Mo, "Buy it yourself when you are in town."

Li Mo hesitated, "Brother Dashan, it's business for you to go to town. It's too late to take a bullock cart. You should take a donkey cart. I won't go anymore. It's the same next time."

Song Dashan patted her on the head, "It's okay, you can go with peace of mind, you can't delay buying seeds in an ox cart."

"can"

"Don't worry, that's it, get up and wash." Song Dashan left after speaking.

Li Mo had to get up to wash.

When approaching Mao, Song Dashan sent Li Mo to the entrance of the village and handed it to Aunt Zhao, who was already waiting there.

"Auntie, Li Mo will trouble you."

Aunt Zhao had heard Song Dashan talk about riding in a bullock cart, and nodded immediately, "Don't worry, I will take your wife with you."

Song Dashan accompanied Li Mo to wait for the car until the donkey cart of Xia Laozhu's house.

When the donkey cart pulled the people away, and the shadow of the cart could not be seen, Song Dashan took a step towards the town.

In the car, Aunt Zhao was sitting next to Li Mo, and a middle-aged woman who didn't recognize him was sitting on the other side.

Aunt Zhao took Li Mo's hand, "Girl, how old are you this year?"

Thinking about the age of the original owner, Li Mo replied: "I am 17 years old this year."

Aunt Zhao nodded, "17, it's a lot smaller than the mountain, but a man, it hurts people to understand it."

Li Mo pretended to be embarrassed and lowered his head.

Aunt Zhao looked at her shy, smiled, and then said: "Girl, let me tell you, you really can't go wrong with living with Dashan. Auntie can pack tickets."

Li Mo chuckled and nodded, Song Dashan is indeed a good person.

Aunt Zhao sighed at this time, "I watched Da Shan grow up. He is a very good child, but he has a bad life and has suffered a lot."

Li Mo heard what Aunt Zhao said, thinking that there must be a story, and couldn't help being curious.

Aunt Zhao saw that Li Mo listened carefully, so she couldn't help but say what she was holding in her heart: "Back when the court conscripted soldiers, the Song family was reluctant to make money. So he pushed Dashan out as a soldier, and his family thought he would not return. Here, for the sake of his reputation, he said that he wanted to save him, and did not pick anyone. He just found a woman with a bad reputation and hurriedly became a kiss. He left the mountain just a few days after getting married and never came back. The daughter-in-law soon found out that she was pregnant, but she was not lucky and went to give birth to Xiaobao."

When Aunt Zhao said this, she sighed, "It's just that I'm sorry for Xiaobao. I was the one who was arguing at the time and invited the patriarch. The Song family agreed

Raising Xiaobao, but Xiaobao lived that time, it’s really ah"

Only then did Li Mo know what was going on before.

It must be the Song family who used raising Xiaobao as an excuse to ask Song Dashan for alimony, which is the 8 taels of silver.

Thinking of Xiao Bao's thin and pitiful appearance, Li Mo felt a little sour.

If you said that Song Dashan had a wife before, it would be impossible to say that she didn't have a hint of grievance in her heart. She was afraid that he would always have another woman in his heart, so that even if the two lived together, it would not be completely ignored. , But now listening to Aunt Zhao, she is relieved to know that Song Dashan has no feelings with the previous wife.

Just talking all the way, Li Mo learned a lot about Song Dashan, and estimated that it would be almost an hour and a half in modern time, and finally came to town.

Aunt Zhao is going to the cloth shop to buy cloth. It turns out that her daughter will get married next month.

It's just that Aunt Zhao wasn't so happy when she said it, she was faintly sad.

Li Mo was puzzled, "Is my aunt reluctant to bear her daughter?"

Aunt Zhao sighed and did not hide her from her, "You just came to our village, but I don’t know that my little daughter Qinhua accidentally got burned to her face by Martian a few years ago. She has recovered for so many years, but she has not fully recovered. Okay, there is still a little scar on my face, so I have to marry, can I not worry about it?"

Li Mo didn't understand, "Could it be that the other party didn't know that Qinhua's face had scars?"

Aunt Zhao shook his head, "Qinhua has a childhood sweetheart. The two have made a baby kiss, and Qinhua has scars on her face. He knows, but he has feelings for Qinhua and doesn't dislike it, so he is willing to marry Qinhua."

"This is very good, since he doesn't dislike Qinhua, why is my aunt so worried?"

"Hey, he doesn't dislike Qinhua, but his parents are actually very dissatisfied with Qinhua. If it weren't for his firm attitude, Qinhua might not be successful. On the day of marriage, the man's aunt and aunt would go to see the bride and see The scars on our Qinhua’s face may be how to bury my daughter. Her father-in-law and mother-in-law were embarrassed in front of their relatives, so how could she have a good face to Qinhua." Aunt Zhao said, her voice choked.

Only then did Li Mo understand why Aunt Zhao was so worried.

At this moment, the inspiration flashed, and she suddenly thought of how she could make money.

Yes, although there are no celebrities here, she can put makeup on the bride once in her life, so she must be willing to spend money on makeup.

Li Mo's heart jumped quickly, and he felt hopeful of fortune.