Ugly peasant girl in space

Chapter 123: The Double Ninth Festival Bazaar (2)
Now the shops in the town are basically full, and you have to choose a similar area to open a restaurant. There are wealthy families living nearby. It is a good choice near the school, but it is not easy to rent a shop. Book in advance and let Qin Zhong Get in touch with someone to see if any shops are due, and you can take over after the new year.

Uncle Mo Rujiang doesn't know how to do business. He nodded and said yes to everything Qingli's father said. He drank a lot of wine. I couldn't hold it steady and spilled it on my body.

"Third Uncle, my father drank too much again, so he needs to sleep quickly."

"Hurry up and help your father go to the wing room. There is no decoction to sober up at home, just sleep."

The family has long set aside a wing room, and the bedding is new. Even if no one lives there, Aunt Zhang will clean it every two days to make it clean and bright.

While Mo Ruhu directed Mo Zidong, he was a little uncomfortable outside for a long time. He felt dizzy after drinking a little wine just now. Knowing the situation, Mo Zihua also helped him to the main room in the second courtyard. rest.

In the evening, Qingli practiced big characters for an hour, chatted with the second sister, and then closed the door, entered the space, first looked at the growth of the medicinal materials in the space, felt good, so she was relieved, but the problem He came out again. I heard that many traditional Chinese medicines have to be processed before they can be used. After thinking of this, the excitement that could have killed Chunyu's demon immediately disappeared.

Under the annoyance, Qingli first went to the hot spring pool to take a bath, and then went straight down to the boudoir on the first floor regardless of her hair still dripping wet, and sat in front of the dressing table to carefully look in the mirror.

The cultivation in the space and the spiritual spring water are both effective, but the original dark yellow color has become whiter and tenderer. Because of the whitening, the scars have become more conspicuous and abrupt. I have been applying the miracle doctor's scar removal cream in the morning and evening for the past few days. The original long and narrow scar has a tendency to shrink around it, and it is smoother to the touch.

Qingli made a face in front of the carved bronze mirror. The little girl in the mirror had fair skin, an oval face, and lively eyes. When she blinked, her eyelashes flickered, like a small fan. What a cute loli, Qingli held her hand Holding her chin to cover the scar on her face, this is so rare, she doesn't look like the most ugly girl in Mojia Village.

After being so beautiful for a long time, Qingli became more and more confident. She carefully applied a layer of scar removal cream on the scar. She admired the miracle doctor in her heart. Even in modern times, there is absolutely no such technology. With a smooth and sleek appearance, she must be the most beautiful loli in Mojia Village. The granddaughters of any patriarchs are all standing aside. After a few years, she will be a stunning beauty with a large number of fans.

However, there are also many troubles to become a stunning beauty. She is a natural beauty that is hard to give up. From now on, she will wear a veiled hat when she goes out, and she will be accompanied by two maids who know how to fight. The former color embryos cannot take care of themselves.

This night passed quickly under Qingli's various imaginations. Although there were a lot of troubles, but thinking of the infinitely beautiful future and the temporary difficulties in front of her, she was immediately full of energy.

Today is the ninth day of September, the Double Ninth Festival. People in the village don't pay much attention to this festival. Every year at this time, my father will climb high in the village and look far away. People with better conditions will also go to the town to go to the market specially, and buy some Double Ninth Cakes to honor the elderly.

On the Double Ninth Festival, the school in the town was closed for a day. Only Lin Fengche went out to the martial arts hall after breakfast alone, and the rest of the people had nothing to do at home. The town was no different than Mojia Village. There were no mountains, and even a small bag of dirt was rare. I can't find a place, but there are many people in the town who will carry some food to the surrounding area of ​​the town for autumn.

"Second Miss, Fourth Miss, there are maids in the front yard to deliver things."

Uncle Zhang was wearing yesterday's new clothes, with a smile on his face, he looked much younger than before when he was dull and sad. During this night, his brows that were originally frowning were loosened, and his whole body was filled with joy.

"Second Sister, it must be Sister Chun'er's maid who came to deliver the things!"

Mo Qingqiang pulled Qingli to the gatehouse, and it was Dongmei, the girl next to Zhao Wanchun, who came. She was neatly dressed in rose-colored clothes, with a silver hairpin stuck in her head, but her complexion was not very good. , looking haggard, with red bloodshot eyes, and a clear blue-black color under the eyes.

"Sister Dongmei, why don't you go in and sit down?"

"No."

Dongmei shook her head listlessly, pointed to the baskets and jars in the ground and said, "The coachman is still waiting outside, Miss asked me to bring over a basket, fat river crabs, and chrysanthemum wine..."

"Sister Chun'er is really caring. What happened last time... How is Sister Chun'er?"

The second sister, Qing Qiang, glanced at the things that were delivered on the ground, and her face was troubled. Although no one wanted to mention what happened that day, but I haven't seen her for two days. frightened.

"It's not very good. I was shocked. I've been having a fever and having nightmares for the past two days. Those maids and wives all came from the capital and served our lady for a long time. It's not easy to explain what happened." Dong Mei lowered her head and kicked the pebbles on the ground with her toes, looking absent-minded, "Oh, our lady has a bodhisattva heart, this time..."

"Ah? High fever all the time? What should I do?"

Persistent high fever is very serious. The medicines in this era are traditional Chinese medicines, and it is impossible to see immediate results after drinking them. Therefore, many people have not been treated in time because of a small fever and cold. At least they will be bedridden for several months, and at worst they will die directly.

"After taking Yulu pills, the fever subsides in the morning."

Dongmei sighed again, as if she had just thought of something, she took out a bottle of pills from her cuff, and said, "Look at my memory, this is what the miss told you, Yulu pills, it can replenish qi and blood, and it also helps Can shock."

Qingli took it, and looked at the white porcelain bottle glazed with red peony flowers. There was a red mark on the bottom. The body of the bottle was very delicate, so it must not be sold in ordinary medical halls.

"Dongmei, please help me to thank Sister Chun'er, remember to send something at this time, let her take good care of her body, don't worry too much, some things are God's will, not what we say."

"Okay, two ladies, Dongmei has to go back. Our lady can't leave someone to serve, I'm afraid they won't be dedicated."

"Sister Dongmei, is it convenient for us to visit Sister Chun'er?"

Qingli pulled Dongmei back, and finally asked a question. In ancient times, everyone was a lady, raised in a deep boudoir. If she was well protected, she might have never seen bloody. Looking at Zhao Wanchun, she knew that she was pure-hearted, and she was not interested in some deep-seated houses. I'm afraid Tao doesn't know too much, and he still cares about human life very much.

(End of this chapter)