Ugly peasant girl in space

Chapter 1 Dressing Up as an Ugly Farm Lolita

"Fourth sister, get up quickly, the sun will be drying your butt in a while!"

Mo Qingli rubbed her eyes, and woke up from the drowsiness, what, the sky outside has not brightened yet, so she can bask in her ass.

"Hurry up, hurry up, today is the day when Dad and the eldest brother and third brother come back from town!"

The second sister, Mo Qingqiang, quickly helped her get dressed, went out to wash her face, and gently wiped her cheeks with a washed white cotton towel, her movements were gentle, for fear of hurting her. Waking up with a loud voice is like two different people.

Counting it, it has been three months since Mo Qingli came to this world.Originally, she was a female white-collar worker in the city. She fell off a cliff during a mountain climbing activity and woke up as this seven-year-old carrot head. Coincidentally, the owner of this body also fell down while cutting branches on the mountain, which is cheap After seeing her, she will be 20 years younger in a blink of an eye.

After these three months of subtle inquiries, she already knew some information, but it was somewhat unbelievable. This turned out to be a dynasty unprecedented in history. As for the name of the emperor, no one like them knew the name of the emperor.

Now they are located in Mojia Village, Xiaofeng County, which is subordinate to Fengyang City in the north of Dazhou. There are more than 100 families in the village, most of whom are surnamed Mo, and have the same patriarch. The people of the era didn't have any xenophobic thoughts, but they got along very well.But there was one thing that made her very depressed. Although the owner of the body, Mo Qingli, was not yet an adult, she was firmly seated on the throne of the most ugly girl in Mojia Village, and no one could surpass her. There is also a hideous scar on his face, which is said to be caused by playing around when he was a child.

Little Luootou's family is relatively simple. Grandpa Mo Fulai, grandma Li Jinhua have four sons and one daughter. The eldest is Mo Rujiang, the second is Mo Ruhe, the third is Mo Ruhu, and the fourth is Mo Ruhai. Huhai is complete, simple and easy to remember, including her daughter Mo Guilan who is married, and Qingli's father Xingsan.

The Mo family had already separated when their sister-in-law Mo Guilan got married, because grandma Li Jinhua worked hard when she was young, and went to work in the fields before giving birth to a child, so although she is only in her fifties now, her hair is already white. There are also deep wrinkles around the corners of the eyes, and she has been bedridden all year round with constant soup and medicine, but Qingli has a very good impression of her grandma, she is a kind old man.

Now my grandparents live with my uncle, and the rest of the families give back dozens of Wen every month in addition to grain and rice, but it is a drop in the bucket, and basically all of it is used for grandma’s medicine money.

"Fourth girl is up!" Mother Liu, who was holding the food bowl to feed the hungry chickens and ducks, turned to look at the second sister Mo Qingqiang, and said. "Second girl, let's cook a custard for breakfast."

"Hey." Mo Qingqiang hurriedly agreed, pinched Qingli's nose, with a smile on her face, "The hen has laid eggs early this morning, I think mother will definitely make a steamed egg custard, no..." She said , shook off the water on his hands, and walked quickly to the kitchen.

It's great, I can eat egg custard again, Mo Qingli swallowed hopelessly, after traveling for three months, I only ate the meat twice, it was because the owner of the body fell down and became weak, Liu gritted his teeth and tightened his belt I saved more than a dozen coins and bought a catty of meat. Fat meat consumes fuel, and the rest was divided into two times to finish.If the weather is not still hot, it is estimated that it can be eaten for a month.

In fact, it stands to reason that her father is a scholar and teaches in the town, so the family would not be so down and out. After all, there are not many scholars these days. A village can produce a remarkable talent, and they can get back a fixed Shuxiu every month, but The strange thing is that there are too many children in the family. The elder brother Mo Zigui is 15 years old, and the third brother Mo Zisong is 11 years old. The father and son rented a small courtyard in the town and came back only once in ten and a half months.

When the family was separated, the third child, Mo Ruhu, was also the father of the body. He only needed two acres of medium-sized fields, and now they lived in three mud and thatched huts and a few vegetable fields in front of them.The three rooms are also very tight, one for parents and one for her three-year-old younger brother Mo Zixi, one for her elder brother and third brother, one for her and her second sister, the kitchen is a shed built with wooden boards, The top is covered with thick thatch, which is fine in spring, summer and autumn. In winter, when you cook in the morning, the inside can freeze, making it frighteningly cold.

Mojia Village is located in the north of Dazhou. The climate here is similar to that of the Northeast in the previous life. The four seasons are distinct. At least when Mo Qingli came here, it happened to be the busy farming season. It's autumn.

Mo’s breakfast is very simple, it’s brown rice porridge so thin that you can count the rice grains, and it’s served with a kind of black corn bun made of rough noodles. There’s basically no meat on the table, only a plate of chopped pickles. Today, a special egg custard is added. .

"Here, let's eat."

Mo Qingqiang pushed the stewed watery custard in front of her, and heard the sound of swallowing saliva from the other side. The three-year-old boy Mo Zixi obviously swallowed, but he was still sensible. , "Fourth sister, eat quickly, mother said that after you eat, you will have strength, and you can play with Zixi."

Due to falling from the mountain and bumping her head, there was a part of blood stasis in the back of her head, which caused her frequent dizziness, and her body's nutrition could not keep up.

"Fourth girl, eat quickly, it will be cold in a while." Shi Liu put the egg custard directly in front of Mo Qingli, making her even more embarrassed. After all, she is not really seven years old when she eats alone in front of a three-year-old child. She had to be ill before, but now that she is recovering, she must not be like this, she knows that an egg is very precious at home, looking at little disciple Xi, second sister Qing Qiang and mother Liu Shi, they all look disheveled , are obviously malnourished.

"Little brother, come on, open your mouth, ah—" Mo Qingli dug out a spoonful of custard, and brought it directly in front of his younger brother Mo Zixi. Seeing his tangled face, he couldn't help but feel sad. Three years old, no matter in ancient times He is still the most food-protecting age now, but his younger brother is already so sensible.

"Your sister gave it to you, you can eat it." Liu lowered her head to hold back the tears she was about to shed. It was because she was incapable. Aunt Wang next door often did show work and went to the town to exchange money. She knew some, but her hands were too rough. No grinding was made of good materials, so I couldn't get any work. If it weren't for this, there would be no extra income, and the child and her would not be able to suffer.

Mo Zixi was very happy. He ate the custard slowly, chewed it a few times, and didn't want to swallow it, as if he was tasting this rare delicacy.

Since time travel, this child has been very close to her and often hangs around her. She was bedridden before, and even helped her pour water a few times. Watching Zixi stepping on a stool with her short legs to reach the table, it was all very painful. Squeeze a sweat for him, the three-year-old child looks only two-year-old tall, dark and thin, with a pair of shining big eyes like black grapes, Qingli thought, if the younger brother can eat enough, he will be nourished. If you can keep up, you must be a cute little lady.

(End of this chapter)