Farm widows have space, pick up a treasure on the way to escape

Chapter 39 Special effects makeup
It’s No. 1 that I can still have time to buy snacks for my children during this raging time.

After being on the run for so long, everyone can't help but swallow their mouths, not to mention children and adults.

Mrs. Sun originally wanted to blame her for spending money indiscriminately, but seeing a group of children so happy, she couldn't help but laugh too.

It's almost over. As long as they enter the city safely tomorrow, their lives will be stable.

After sending all the children away, He Jiuniang took out the special effects cosmetics and other items.

Although they are all packed with things available in this era, everyone still doesn't know what these bottles and cans can do.

"Three younger siblings, who are these?"

He Jiuniang didn't answer for a while. To be honest, they didn't understand. They said it was Rouge, and they were afraid that they, a group of big men, wouldn't accept it.

On the other hand, Mrs. Sun slapped Mr. Lu: "Let me ask you, how come there are so many questions in one day?"

Boss Lu didn't dare to speak, and others who wanted to chat didn't dare to ask any more questions. They just stared at He Jiuniang closely to see what she was going to do.

He Jiuniang organized her words and said: "I want to pretend that you have been seriously injured and will not recover for a long time. You will be regarded as disabled when you arrive at the city gate tomorrow."

When everyone heard this, the first thing they thought of was to find some strips of cloth to wrap their limbs and pretend to be injured, but those officers and soldiers were not fools either. Could this be possible?
But no one dared to say anything, they just remained silent and resisted silently.

He Jiuniang didn't bother to explain to them. She arranged her bottles and jars, then took out her paintbrush, walked up to Boss Lu, and asked, "Brother, do you believe me?"

Boss Lu nodded: "Of course I believe it. I believe that my sister-in-law is a capable person."

The Lu family all agreed with his statement, so He Jiuniang first conducted an experiment on Boss Lu to show everyone.

Other men wanted to come forward and watch, but He Jiuniang said rudely: "Don't lean too close to block my light. Let's look at it later when you feel better."

After saying that, she pulled Boss Lu's arm and started painting. In full view of everyone, the younger brother and sister held the eldest brother's hand. If it had been in the past, the two of them would have drowned in the saliva of the villagers, but now, no one dares to say a word. .

On the other hand, the children were having a lot of fun there, and the laughter and laughter from time to time could make everyone relax a little bit.

Fortunately, He Jiuniang's speed was still very fast. Not long after, a bloody wound appeared on Boss Lu's arm. The wound was very lifelike. To the naked eye, it looked as if someone had really slashed that part of the arm, revealing the white bones. .

Not only that, in order to make the wound more realistic, He Jiuniang also drew the appearance of some rotten flesh, and finally sprinkled it with plasma and an unknown powder. The smell of blood also revealed a rotten smell.

Boss Lu was dumbfounded. If his hand didn't hurt at all, he would have really thought that he was injured. The wound was infected and fester, and he was about to die soon.

"Mom, Dad, Xiao'e, come and see!"

After making sure that He Jiuniang's painting was done, Boss Lu couldn't help but call his parents and wife to come and see it. He didn't dare to move his hand, for fear that it would break if he moved it.

"This..." Ms. Sun didn't dare to move forward at all. She looked at He Jiuniang with wide eyes and asked, "Is this true or false?"

He Jiuniang was originally a little unhappy because those people didn't trust her, but when she saw Sun in this state, she couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Of course it's fake, but you have to make it more real to deceive the officers and soldiers."

Old Man Lu was close and frowned when he smelled the smell: "Then what is this smell?"

"The blood and rotten smell are all fake, dad, don't worry."

Old Man Lu had to rest assured. They couldn't believe it when they saw He Jiuniang's painting with their own eyes, let alone those officers and soldiers who had to patrol countless people all day long.He nodded with satisfaction. This third daughter-in-law knows so much. I don’t know where she learned it. She is so capable!
The next one was Lu Lao Er's turn. The eldest brother went to sit aside and waited for the paint to dry. The others rushed up to look at it, with amazement written on their faces.

Thinking that they didn't believe He Jiuniang just now, I felt a little embarrassed.

"Brother and sister, um... I'm sorry, we didn't mean it just now..."

He Jiuniang only nodded and said nothing. Anyway, she just wanted to show their face and let them know that it was them who were asking for help from her, rather than her rushing to help them.

When we were painting the last few paintings, it was already dark, so He Jiuniang painted by the light of the fire.

Brother Lu was injured on his arms and shoulders, while the others were injured on their legs, or on their chests and backs, all of which had to be painted with their clothes off.

He Jiuniang didn't care, but some of the men felt a little embarrassed. Sun warned fiercely: "Today, my third daughter-in-law disregarded her reputation just to help you. If anyone dares to make irresponsible remarks in the future, my wife I have to tear his mouth out! Do you hear me?"

Everyone was amazed at He Jiuniang's ability and how she refused to agree to anything she asked of others. Everyone nodded like crazy, especially Lu Fugui, who specifically said: "My brothers and sisters are willing to help us. We can't even thank you enough, so what?" Are you going to make irresponsible remarks? Don’t worry, Auntie, if anyone dares to make irresponsible remarks, I will be the first to teach him a lesson!"

"It's good to know!"

Mrs. Sun then sat down with satisfaction, holding the puppy in her arms and looking at his mother.

"Mother is amazing!"

The little puppy's face was all muddy from eating snacks, and the whole little tabby cat also deliberately made funny moves when he said this, making the originally stern-faced Mrs. Sun laugh.

"You little enemy, your face turns pale when you look at it!"

Mrs. Sun smiled and scolded him, took out the handkerchief and wiped his face carefully.

The puppy then danced and said, "Grandma, wipe it clean for me!"

In the past, Little Dog was exactly the same as He Jiuniang before, boring and boring, not saying more than two words a day.

Especially the puppy was in poor health at that time. He was sick all day long and had no energy to run. But it is different now. After He Jiuniang died once and came back, not only did she change, but the puppy also changed. He is getting better and better, becoming lively and active, and there are more smiles on his face.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Sun couldn't help but feel very relieved from the bottom of her heart. If the third child knew about it, he would definitely be very happy too.

There are many mosquitoes in the mountains, which makes people very irritated. He Jiuniang took out a few herbal medicine bags from the space and put them in her arms. Then she called Mrs. Yu: "Sister-in-law, I have the insect repellent medicine bags I bought today. Come and get them." Go and roast it by the fire to repel mosquitoes."

"Eh!"

Mrs. Yu responded and came to get it. She didn't expect that the third brother and sister were so thoughtful. They went to the city and bought everything.

Thinking that she had many children, Mrs. Yu kept three of them for her own selfish reasons, and gave the rest to others.

Even so, everyone was very grateful. After all, this medicine kit also costs money.

Without the mosquito infestation, the children fell asleep quickly, and the adults didn't talk much, waiting for He Jiuniang to rest after finishing her painting.

I thought that would be the end of it, but early the next morning, He Jiuniang took out a few silver needles from the bag.

(End of this chapter)