Transmigration: The Peasant Makeup Artist

"Mother, why are you here?" Song Dashan greeted.

Mother Song smiled, did not answer Song Dashan's words, but asked: "Dashan, I came to see no one at home at noon, where did you go at noon?"

"Mother, we are eating at the house of Aunt Zhao next door at noon."

Mother Song was slightly surprised, "Why does she ask you to eat well?"

Song Dashan didn't tell the truth, but said indifferently: "I helped my aunt a little bit last time, and my aunt insisted on keeping us for dinner."

Mother Song nodded when she heard the words, without thinking, she bowed her head and said to the two children next to her: "You two will play with Brother Xiaobao for a while, and you will be able to eat in a while."

After finishing speaking, roll up your sleeves and come in, "Mother, come and cook for you."

Li Mo pursed his lips, secretly saying that he meant to stay for dinner.

Li Mo had no objection to Song Dashan’s and his mother’s coming to eat, but his mother took the two children from his sister-in-law’s family. The two children only followed his mother to the house yesterday and bullied their little treasure. Doesn't Song Dashan his mother know this? Now that she knew that she was still bringing two children to dinner, Li Mo didn't believe that Wang Cuihua was not involved.

Li Mo thought well, it was indeed Wang Cuihua's trouble. When she came here yesterday, she saw not only the steamed buns and plum cakes, but also the pork belly and bones. At that time, Wang Cuihua wanted to take them all back, but Song Dashan threw them out. The two children only took the steamed buns and plum cakes. I didn't even take the bones. When I went back, I felt unhappy when I thought of it. It was a big piece of pork belly, why didn't I take it.

After thinking about it all night, Wang Cuihua deliberately did not cook Song Mu’s meal at noon, and said to Song Mu: “Mother, I saw Da Shan bought a lot of meat yesterday. He has a good life and must honor you. A little bit, why don’t you just go over and eat. By the way, bring Ming Ge Er Song. Poor two children, who usually live a hard life and can’t eat something good, so I just went to their second uncle’s house to get a drink. I won’t mind."

When Mother Song heard this, the corners of her mouth moved and she wanted to say something, but Wang Cuihua interrupted directly: "Mother, I think his second uncle must honor you, so I didn't cook you and the two children at noon. If you don’t go to his second uncle’s house, you will have no food. What can you do?"

Mother Song swallowed again, and brought the two children to Song Dashan's house.

Unexpectedly, the door of Song Dashan's house was locked and no one was there.

When I went back, I was naturally babbled by Wang Cuihua for a while, and finally made some coarse grain porridge to cushion my belly.

While cooking dinner, Wang Cuihua asked her to bring her two children.

This time, the second son is finally at home.

Li Mo looked at Mother Song who was going to help, glanced at Song Dashan, didn't say anything, and continued to do what he was doing.

Song Dashan spoke to Mother Song who wanted to help: "Mother, you don't need your help, we are almost done, you just need to go out and sit."

"My mother is not seventy and eighty. Where can't it be done, I will bring the dishes." Mother Song saw that the food was really ready, turned around and took out the dishes from the cabinet and put them on the table in the main room.

The food was brought to the table, and the two children of Song Dashan's brother Song Dazhu's family were already sitting on the square table. One person sat on one side, and there were only two seats left on the table. I didn't know if I saw people coming.

Li Mo didn't want to be polite to these two children, so he immediately said to the two children: "You two sit on the side, one sits on the other side and how do the others sit."

The two children should have been used to them, and they were not afraid of Li Mo. They turned a deaf ear to Li Mo's words, and sat without moving their seats.

"Have you two heard that? Don't move, don't eat today." Li Mo said again.

The young one was not convinced, and shouted bitterly: "Dare you! Song Xiaobao's life is ours, we should take care of us when we come to eat!"

When Li Mo heard this, his scalp exploded, and his voice couldn't help being stern, "Who said that Xiaobao's life is yours! Who said that! Who will serve you?!"

After all, the two children were still young, and Li Mo sternly reprimanded them, shrinking immediately, but they still bite the bullet and did not move.

When Mother Song looked down, she immediately came out, "Li Mo, this child is still young and ignorant, don't care about their children, ah."

Li Mo heard that, what is a young man, he is seven or eight years old, so much older than Xiaobao, Xiaobao understands the truth, don't they understand? What's more, what they are talking about is what people say. If it wasn't for adults to teach at home, what children could say? What's the matter with Song Dashanniang? Didn't she hear the ugly words? Not only does it not teach lessons, but it also helps to speak good things.

Li Mo was so angry that he just followed the elders at the moment, "Mother, didn't you hear what they said? How do the adults know if the children are so unpleasant? Who said that our Xiaobao's life is theirs? ?Who said that our family should serve their family together?"

When Mother Song heard the words, her face became stiff, and a few unnatural touches appeared. After a few seconds, she said unequivocally: "Where is the adult said, it is all children who don’t know what to hear outside and learn , Don't think too much about it."

Li Mo could see that this Song mother was heading for Song Dashan's family, and she would not consider her second son at all.

Just as Li Mo was thinking about how to make the two children, a figure flashed beside him, Song Dashan stepped forward two steps, one in each hand, grabbed the two children in his hands, picked them up, and left the table before leaving. .

The two children were violently picked up, screaming in fright, kicking their feet constantly, and yelling: "Dead lame, you let me down, I want to go back and tell my father, my mother, let me down and die lame! "

Song Dashan turned a deaf ear, grabbed the person and walked to the door.

Seeing that the two children were about to be sent out, Mother Song rushed forward and hugged Song Dashan's leg, "Dashan, don't be like this, they are still young, don't hurt them, Dashan, listen to my mother."

Mother Song dragged her away. Song Dashan couldn’t just drag her away. This would hurt his mother. After a stalemate, she put the two children down, but looked at them very severely. He shouted, "If you don't export it cleanly, you won't forget it today, you know!"

The two children immediately hid behind Mother Song, but they didn't dare to scold anymore.

Finally, Mother Song let the two children sit on one side, Song Dashan alone, Li Mo took Little Bao on one side, and Mother Song sat on the side alone.

When eating, the two children were gorging themselves. The chopsticks were fast and non-stop. They also picked the meat tongs, piled up the rice bowls, stuffed their mouths constantly, and the dishes were mixed. , I will see the bottom in a while.

At this time, the three of Li Mo's family didn't eat much at all. If it weren't for Li Mo's eyesight and quick hands to add a few more chopsticks to Little Bao, Little Bao would not even taste the taste.

Song Dashan also had a few pieces of meat in Li Mo's bowl, but he didn't eat anything himself.

The rice cooked at noon was the amount of their family of three. Now a few people averaged less than half of the bowl and it was gone, and no one was full.

Seeing that they were out of food, the two children cried and wanted to eat, Song Mother also looked at Li Mo.

Li Mo's face was not good, "I'm out of food, I cooked our family's food at noon, no more."

As soon as the two children heard it, they refused to comply, and immediately slapped the table to eat, and the table was banged.

Song Dashan put the bowl down fiercely, making a "bang", and staring straight at the two children. Under such staring, their voices gradually became quieter until there was no sound.

The atmosphere was deadly silent, and Mother Song came out to complete the game, "Dashan, I will tell your eldest brother to say that they are the two, don’t be angry. But Dashan, this rice is indeed too little to eat, you see, can you cook it again? a little?"

Li Mo was about to laugh angrily, but stopped talking, and handed it to Song Dashan to see how he would treat his mother. She, an outsider, is not strong enough, and maybe she will be disgusted by others and disrespect his mother.

When Song Dashan heard his mother’s words, his teeth clenched all of a sudden, as if he was holding back something. Finally, he said Shen Shen, "Mother, do you think I have money to buy rice when I am poor and white. We eat big ballast porridge with pickles every day. It was Li Mo who took the last thing on her body to buy this thing. The food that she bought for Xiaobao was stolen by her sister-in-law and her two nephews. Now this dish is not enough for you. What do you want me to do? Go out to beg?"

Song mother was talked about by Song Dashan, her head lowered. She was whispered in her ears by her eldest daughter-in-law every day. She gradually felt that her second son had hidden money in her body and had a good life. Now that the second son said that, her guilt came again. When he came up, he was speechless, and it took a long time before he stood up with a flushed face and pulled the two children, "Dashan, it's mother's fault, that mother is gone."

After speaking, he hurried out with the two children.

Li Mo looked at Mother Song's figure without speaking, but was funny in her heart. It seemed that Mother Song would feel guilty every time, and then hurriedly left after finishing the work.

When Mother Song left, Li Mo looked at the bare plates on the table, and his anger came up again. He finally bought something, and finally entered the stomach of other people, but he couldn't say it. It was really aggrieved.

Song Dashan glanced at Li Mo's bad face, his lips moved, and he wanted to say something. Finally Quan turned into a sigh, stood up and said, "I'll go to the kitchen to cook some porridge" and went to the kitchen.

Li Mo didn't say anything, nor did she go to help, she didn't want to move now.

In the end, he ate a bit of porridge, and finally didn't feel hungry. Li Mo boiled some hot water and took a bath with the newly bought basin, then gave Xiaobao a bath, and the family of three went to bed and rest.

After Li Mo told Xiaobao the story and coaxed him to sleep, the air calmed down.

At this moment, one hand stretched over and held Li Mo's hand, Li Mo struggled, and the hand gripped tighter.

In the darkness, Song Dashan's slightly hoarse voice sounded, "Don't be angry, you won't be like that again."

Li Mo did not speak.

It took a long time to make an "um" sound.