Traveling through the money-making life of a small peasant girl

Chapter 605 Makeover
Chen Rou carried the bucket of pig food, and went to feed the pigs in the pigsty by herself. When the two pigs saw her, they started howling again, like wolves, drooling while looking at the wooden bucket in her hand.

Although they were away for one night, the two pigs didn't feel the slightest bit. Chen Rou knew that they only cared about whether they were full or not.

Looking at the two fat pigs with big arms and thick waists, Chen Rou remembered that a long time ago, she pointed to the big girl named Da Mao Er Mao who was still a small fat pig, and wondered if she had arrived in the capital now.

Chen Rou didn't know how far this Shenshui town was from the capital, but she was sure that this place belonged to the south, and it would take at least two months from the south to the north. From the south to the capital is almost the same.

If you're lucky, you've already arrived. If you're unlucky, you're probably still on your way.

Chen Rou guessed right, she has been on the road for more than three months, and Da Ya is indeed still on the road, but she is already very close to the capital, and in three days, she should be able to enter the capital.

Along the way, Da Ya and the driver, Uncle Zhu, were very low-key. Not only did they use the worst clothes, but even the carriage was replaced by a dilapidated carriage halfway through.

Because they encountered thieves three times in total, the first time was in Ciyun.Outside the county seat, the second time was some small bandits. Fortunately, Zhu Bo was very experienced, so Da Ya didn't lose any property.

This day, the two were driving again, and when it was almost noon, they thought about resting on the side of the official road. During this rest, they heard someone crying in the woods next to the official road.

It was an old male voice, and Da Ya asked Uncle Zhu with his eyes to see if he could come forward to see the situation. Uncle Zhu looked at the spacious official road. Soldiers will come out to patrol from time to time to defend the safety of the imperial city.

"Go, see if you can help." Zhu Bo said to the big girl.

Da Ya walked towards the direction where the crying sound came from, and at a glance, she saw an elderly man crying while hugging a girl who had closed his eyes.

Da Ya can be sure that the girl is not dead, but she is not far from death, because her face looks so pale, and her eyes look sunken, it is obvious that she must have suffered some kind of disaster before.

"Why do you think you are so stupid? Could it be that father will harm you? Isn't it better to marry the prince than that poor scholar?"

Even though his body was covered in dust, the old man kneeling on the ground looked more elegant and dignified than ordinary people.

But is it still useful to say these things now?People are dying.

Seeing Da Ya, that person seemed to have grasped at straws.

"Quick, help my daughter to your car, I'm going to take her to the capital."

Uncle Zhu followed, but was rejected by him. He pointed at the big girl and said.

"I want this girl to help me, but you can't."

Perhaps out of consideration for the reputation of his own girl, the old man directly refused Uncle Zhu's approach, and the eldest girl watched helplessly as the girl let go of her father's hand.

She is dead.

There was another burst of crying, Da Ya's originally sympathetic heart turned cold in an instant, she looked at the old man crying on the ground with a cold face, as if she was looking at something else through the old man.

After a long time, she took a deep breath and left this place with Uncle Zhu.

After driving all afternoon, I hurriedly found an inn to rest. Da Ya waited for Uncle Fu to sleep, led the horse, and arrived at the position during the day as I remembered.

When we found it, it was already too dark.

She groped, and with the help of a little moonlight, she found the body that had been left behind, and sure enough, it was just as she thought.

She squatted down and groped around the girl for a long time, and finally let her find something wrapped in cloth. She took out that thing, and reversed the two cloth bags she had been carrying.

From then on, she took on another identity, no longer a married peasant woman, nor someone she didn't know on the household registration given to her by her second aunt.

She lowered her head and spoke softly to the girl.

"Thank you, in the next life, vote for a good family."

(End of this chapter)