Duan Cheng and Duan Yuan were so angry.

"Mother, where are we taking advantage of others for no reason? That old pious woman usually bullies us a lot. ”

"Yes, when she asked her father to buy meat before, she never gave us money, and our family paid for it."

"You can't say that." Duan Luo hurriedly stopped them, telling them that when they were juniors, they should be filial to their elders, even if they complained in their hearts, they couldn't say it casually, it would cause trouble.

And she can't delay too long, and she will take their sister with her to help them cook.

Duan Luo asked the two brothers to help make dinner and wait for her and her sister to come back to eat.

Fortunately, Duan Cheng and Duan Yuan didn't know that their mother and sister had just helped that old pious woman for a long time, otherwise they would definitely die of anger.

Although Duan Da sometimes works part-time outside, the money is taken away by the original owner; Usually raise chickens and feed pigs, and the original owner has not been less "stroked", just like a swallow plucking, so ruthless.

The situation of their family is really not very good.

After Duan Yuning and Duan Erzhen changed their dirty clothes, they couldn't find better clothes, so they could only pick up a set of clothes that were changed from their brothers' clothes to smaller ones and put them on their bodies.

In order to save money, the clothes seem to be folded and sewn, and the body is a little longer, but a little bit is put out.

So until now, the two sisters, Duan Yuning and Duan Erzhen, have not worn a well-fitting dress.

It's no wonder that Yang Xiangwei frowned when she saw them, disgusted that they were dressed like tomboys except for their long hair.

When Duan Luo came over with two bags of meat, Yang Xiangwei caught a glimpse of the two girls who were dressed more fiercely: "......" was even more disgusted, what should I do?

"It's ugly!" Yang Xiangwei gave two words.

Duan Yuning took his sister's hand and shrank back in shame. At her age, she already knows what beauty and ugliness are, and being so "disliked" by her grandmother, which one will feel better as a girl?

"Okay, I've put flour on the stove, old man, you go and mix the noodles and knead some dough out." Yang Xiangwei said, "Will you do this?" ”

"I will, is my mother going to make cakes?"

"No, but the dough is similar to the dough used for cooking." didn't forget to tell Duan Luo, washed the meat, chopped it into meat foam, and called her when it was ready.

"Yes, mother." Duan Luo's family honestly went to the stove to get busy, and Duan Yuning and Duan Erzhen were left behind by Yang Xiangwei.

She beckoned her two heads to go in a little bit, looking left and right, still saying "so ugly".

Duan Yuning, who has been hit again and again: "......"

"Stand, don't move." Yang Xiangwei turned around and went back to the house.

Duan Erzhen asked Duan Yuning in a low voice: "Third sister, what does Grandma want us to do?" ”

"I don't know." Duan Yuning also replied in a low voice, "Just stay and listen to the milk, you can bear with it, and when my mother cooks the meal, we can go home." ”

"Hmm."

Seeing Yang Xiangwei come out, the two of them hurriedly stood in line.

Yang Xiangwei came to the chair and beckoned to the little one first: "Come here." ”

Duan Erzhen was a little scared, but with the encouragement of her sister, she still walked over honestly.

"Turn around." Yang Xiangwei asked her to turn her back to herself and untied her hair.

I don't know if Duan Luo's family won't clean up, or the women in the village won't clean up the children, Duan Erzhen's two buns are ugly to death, and the little girl with good facial features is just cleaned up like a "tomboy", her hair is close to her scalp, combed to death, and nothing is left on her forehead.

Yang Xiangwei combed her hair, asked her to turn around, looked at the little girl's face, and felt that her face was "round", which belonged to a very cute bun face.

Without saying a word, as soon as the scissors went down, he cut a Qi bang for the little girl.

Because he didn't say hello, Duan Erzhen closed his eyes in fright.

Duan Yuning, who was watching from behind, was also anxious. But my mother was busy in the kitchen, and it was my grandmother who did it, so she didn't dare to stop it.

After combing it out, it was repaired, and suddenly the whole little face revealed some of the outlines of the "bun face", with the little guy's dark eyes and red lips, which was quite cute.

Yang Xiangwei was in a much better mood when she saw it, so she asked Duan Erzhen to turn back and comb her hair in a bun.

is different from the scalp combing method in this era, Yang Xiangwei combs it fluffy, and will leave some hair strands specially to make the top of the little guy's head look much naughty.

The bun is good, and the ball, which was originally a small egg, has become the size of an adult's fist, and there is a circle of pigtails on it, which makes people feel exquisite when they look at it.

Yang Xiangwei saw it, and took out the golden sunflower she had just made, with two golden tassels underneath, and one hanging on one side of the bun on the left and right sides.

Sure enough, if you don't look at the clothes on her body, just look at her face, a proper little fairy.

"That's how it looks!" Yang Xiangwei pinched Duan Erzhen's little face, "It's just that there is less meat on the face, you have to nourish it, otherwise you won't feel good when you take it." ”

Even if she pinched it, Duan Erzhen, who didn't dare to move at all, turned her eyes for help to Duan Yuning: Sister, save me!

Duan Yuning's eyes widened, looking at her sister who had completely changed her appearance, and couldn't believe it at all: No wonder the most beautiful is not the Rourou of the Lizheng family, but my fourth sister?

After cleaning up one, Yang Xiangwei beckoned to the other: "Come here." ”

Duan Yuning was a little nervous when he saw that it was his turn, but at the same time, he had some faint expectations-grandma, would she clean herself up like that?

Although she is older, in Yang Xiangwei's opinion, this is also a little girl, with the same face as her sister-in-law, and it is no problem to clean up according to a method.

"Katsa—"

cut off, a pair of big black eyes, a small nose, and red lips under a row of bangs, completely molded out of Duan Erzhen.

It's just that unlike the little guy's bun, Duan Yuning has an extra braid that falls on his shoulders.

Yang Xiangwei took the finished hydrangea, put it on the top of Duan Yuning's head, adjusted the position, and pinched her little face: "Yes, children should look like this, so they look good."

"Look at your mother's cleanup, it's ugly and dead. Which girl is like you, like a tomboy, dead.

"Blind with this good face."

……

Duan Yuning couldn't see her appearance, but when she thought of her sister's cute appearance, her heart was full of joy.

As for her grandmother's scolding of her mother, she didn't hear it. Anyway, if the milk doesn't scold one day, they still think it's strange.

As for Duan Erzhen, she can't see her own appearance, but she can see her sister's appearance.

When Yang Xiangwei went back to the room to put the comb and scissors, she came to her sister's side and said admiringly: "Third sister, you are so beautiful!" ”

"Really?" Duan Yuning asked happily.

"Uh-huh! The flowers on the head are so beautiful. Duan Erzhen wanted to reach out and touch it, but he was afraid that it would be broken, so he didn't dare to touch it at all.

"Yours is so pretty, too." Duan Yuning told her, "It's definitely better looking than my sister's." ”

The two little girls looked at each other and were very happy.

Yang Xiangwei came out of the house, and what she saw was their happy smiling faces, and she deliberately pretended to be fierce and said: "Okay, the flowers on my head are mine, I will lend them to you to wear, and you are not allowed to break them, if they are broken, I will not wear them for you in the future." ”

Duan Yuning and Duan Erzhen hurriedly assured that they would never be broken.