SFS Chapter 181: Evil slave bullies his master?
Chapter 181: Evil slave bullies his master?
Seeing that although Song Yuntang was not in the Song family, he still cared about them, Zhao Qiao'e felt even more guilty.
She tied Song Yuntang's hair up behind her head, fixed it with a red hairband, and then took the rouge on the dressing table and clumsily put on her makeup.
After the makeup was completed, Song Yuntang looked at his "completely unrecognizable" self and asked quietly.
"Mom, do you really think this looks good?"
Zhao Qiao'e walked around to the front of her and looked at her. "Oh, did you put on too much rouge? Your lipstick isn't applied well, and your eyebrows... let me fix it for you."
If she hadn't been drawing so seriously just now, Song Yuntang would have suspected that she did it on purpose.
"No need to change it, go get me a basin of water."
"Hey, I'll go right away."
Zhao Qiao'e put down her rouge and ran out of the house.
At this moment, the noodles that Miao had made for Song Yuntang were ready, and she even put a poached egg in it.
"Girl, eat something first. I don't know when we can have lunch at noon. It's hard to handle the whole morning."
"Okay, put it aside for now. I'll wash my face before eating."
Song Yuntang first washed his face with the water brought by Zhao Qiao'e. After eating egg noodles, he made a medical mask and applied it on his face. After applying it, his whole face became white and tender.
She did not do what Zhao Qiao'e did just now, taking rouge and applying it on her face. Instead, she took out a small knife from the medicine box and trimmed her eyebrows. After sharpening the eyebrow pencil, she first checked for any gaps along the shape of her eyebrows. The eyebrows she drew with the sharpened eyebrow pencil were clearly visible, just like her own.
Then, she used eyebrow pencil to draw two thin eyeliners along the roots of her eyelashes, which was not conspicuous but made her eyes look more lively.
Finally, she lightly applied rouge on her cheeks and smudged her lips with a small amount of lip balm using the tip of her ring finger.
Although this rouge is not as delicate and exquisite as the cosmetics she used in her previous life, she has a good foundation in painting, so the effect is just as good.
Zhao Qiao'e on the side was stunned.
The girl in the bronze mirror has bright eyes, white teeth, dark eyebrows and red lips.
It was just simple makeup, but she looked prettier than those young ladies from wealthy families in town who were dressed up!
"Tang'er is so pretty!"
Song Yuntang smiled with satisfaction. After putting away the rouge, she opened the drawer of the dressing table, took out a pair of small pearl earrings and put them on.
"All right."
While Song Yuntang was getting her hair and makeup done, Song Jinbao and Song Jinyuan had already made some simple decorations outside. They hung red cloth and posted red "囍" characters. With the noisy crowd in the courtyard, it looked festive and lively.
Zhao Qiao'e smiled and handed the veil in her hand to Song Yuntang.
"Tang'er is waiting in the house. I'll ask your eldest brother to go to the official road and see if the bride's reception has arrived."
Song Yuntang reached out and took it.
"it is good."
Zhao Qiao'e ran out of the yard, "Jinyuan, go outside and see if anyone is here."
Song Jinyuan responded and left the courtyard, running along the road in front of the courtyard towards the official road.
"Aunt, is Tang'er's makeup ready?" asked my cousin's wife from my uncle's family.
Zhao Qiao'e smiled and said, "Okay, okay."
"Then we have to go see the bride." As soon as the voice fell, the cousin's wife went to Song Yuntang's room excitedly, "Wow! The bride is so beautiful."
Seeing this, everyone else came to Song Yuntang's door to see the bride who had just been dressed up, even the aunt Wang Hongying was no exception.
Everyone's face was filled with smiles, and Song Yuntang felt a little embarrassed by the praise.
Ma Zhaolan also came to the door and took a look. When his eyes fell on the bronze mirror in front of Song Yuntang, he looked around the whole room.
When he saw Song Yuntang put away the boxes and bundles, he was so envious.
If he can afford a bronze mirror, a farm and servants, and pay wages, there must be a lot of good things in that bag.
Although there were many people at the moment, they were all standing at the door looking in, and did not rush into the house. If she went in alone and was discovered, the two old men upstairs would probably lecture her again.
Just as I was thinking about it, Tu Shi came back with the mule and Chen Shi, having bought meat and fish.
Song Yuntang heard the noise.
"Tu Shi, come here for a moment."
Tu Shi responded, handed the mule to Song Jinsheng temporarily, and trotted into Song Yuntang's room.
When he saw her, he was slightly stunned, then asked with a red face.
"What are your orders, girl?"
Song Yuntang pointed to the boxes and bags he had already packed and said, "First, move the boxes, bags, and dressing table onto the mule cart. You will follow the wedding procession to Lushan Village."
"Hey, good."
Tu Shi stepped forward and easily lifted up the box and bundle.
Song Jinbao, who was outside the yard, heard the noise and hurried into the house to help Song Yuntang move her dressing table. He followed Tu Shi to the mule cart parked behind the house.
The wine brought back from the tavern yesterday has been loaded onto the mule cart. Song Yuntang also put a lot of health-strengthening herbs into one of the jars and placed two bags of rice on the mule cart.
Now that Song Yuntang's suitcases, bags and dressing table were put on the cart, Tu Shi had no intention of leaving the mule cart even for a step.
Song Jinsheng led the mule to the back of the house, harnessed the mule to the carriage, and pulled it to the side of the house.
Seeing that Song Yuntang's things had been moved out, Ma Zhaolan followed him out of the yard. She walked towards Tu Shi with a smile.
"How old are you, young man?"
"twenty one."
"Are you married?"
"No."
"Oh!" Ma Zhaolan pretended to be surprised, "Why haven't you gotten married yet at such an old age?"
"I can't afford it."
"Look at what you said. How could you be such a capable person and not even be able to support your family? Are you kidding me?" Ma Zhaolan didn't believe it.
Tu Shi glanced at her lightly.
"I'm not kidding, I really can't afford it."
Ma Zhaolan's forehead throbbed, thinking that this kid was talking nonsense, no wonder he couldn't find a wife.
It seems that Song Yuntang's taste is not that good either.
She glanced in the direction of the mule cart.
"What's on top of this? Can I see it?"
"No." Tu Shi refused directly.
Ma Zhaolan was annoyed, and said with her hands on her hips, "Young man, I am Tang'er's second aunt. You'd better not offend me, otherwise I will tell Tang'er and you will be in big trouble."
Seeing that she was about to approach the mule cart after she finished speaking, Tu Shi quickly reached out to stop her.
"Even if you complain today, I can't let you near the mule cart. This is my girl's order."
"Hey, you idiot boy, you don't know what's good for you!"
Ma Zhaolan rushed towards the mule cart regardless of anything. Tu Shi was strong to begin with, and he couldn't control himself for a moment, so he hit Ma Zhaolan too hard and pushed him to the ground.
Ma Zhaolan was so angry that she immediately sat on the ground and threw a tantrum.
"Ouch! Murder! There's a wicked slave here who's bullying his master and is about to beat me to death!"