On the first day, there was no need for Mucha to come forward, Liang Wangting and the three ladies could receive guests, and on the second day, Mucha was the protagonist.

Mucha was in the Hanyuan Tower, and he heard the lively sound of staggering in the center of the City Lord's Mansion.

This time there were too many people, and the main hall could no longer sit down, so Liang Zishu simply took off several gates of the main hall and the wooden walls that were not load-bearing, and arranged seats outside the main hall, and squeezed as many people as possible on each table, so that the guests who came could barely eat this meal.

At this banquet, everyone was talking about the scene, and no one had taken the initiative to propose the marriage contract.

After all, the current Mucha, in the eyes of other families, still wears the hat of the daughter of doom, and the elders of the ten major families will definitely not take the initiative to mention marriage until they see Muxia's true appearance.

Bai Manyin was very worried about Muxia's marriage, and tried to talk about Muxia's goodness, but she only got everyone's perfunctory, but she wanted to cover it up.

So this meal, in the end, was almost reminiscing, and he didn't say anything about it, and all he heard from a distance was words like "Oh, look at your little grandson has grown so big", "Your son is getting more and more promising".

Think about the previous life, the capitalist boss of this kind of banquet let Mucha rush to the front line, drank with his life, and couldn't drink confused, so he could only go to the bathroom to vomit in the middle of the drink, and then came back to continue to talk about the advanced technology of the company.

At that time, Mucha thought, when will I not have to attend this kind of bitter dinner, and my wish in this life has finally come true.

But in the previous life, you don't need to dance, you need to dance in this life, and Mucha thinks that it is better to drink wine.

In order to create a sense of mystery, the two old grandmothers forced Mucha to close the doors and windows, and Liang Muzhi accompanied her alone, or supervised her to practice.

In the evening, Mucha finally sent these people away who couldn't afford to offend.

The next day, before the rooster crowed, Mucha was tossed by two old grandmothers.

Because I have to dress up today, I have to get up early to put on makeup.

So Mucha was half-asleep and half-awake, and was beaten by the maids brought by the two old grandmothers for an hour.

When Mucha heard the word "okay", he opened his eyes and saw that all the anger that had been holding in his heart for the past few days had finally attacked.

"You tossed me up early in the morning and painted me like this, whether it is a beautiful woman or an ugly woman's costume, and the Japanese geisha have not painted it like this.

What kind of thing is this, can you see people with this white face? Do you know that our family is short of food now? Do you know that our family's grain is from Li Chusheng's exploitation of the common people, and these grains are the lives of those peasants, and wipe the lives of the peasants on my face, are you appropriate?

Do you look at the picture you painted for me like a person? I guess as soon as I go out, everyone will ask, "Why did the Liang family come to the zombie?" Or a zombie who wiped his face with flour and made a face of chili sauce......

Mucha roared for a while, dumbfounded several people.

What did Miss Eight say, how to put on makeup is food and life, what is said about Mama Rong and Mama Qing's hearts, what does makeup have to do with life.

After hearing it, I finally understood, it turned out that Mucha thought that her face was painted with flour, her cheeks were painted with chili peppers, and her eyebrows were painted with soot from the kitchen, and the whole kitchen was a hodgepodge.

Mama Qing thinks she understands why Mucha is angry, and Mucha thinks of herself as a sheep in the kitchen that has just been marinated in chili peppers, wrapped in flour, and waiting to be fried.

Seeing that Mucha was tired, Mama Qing hurriedly intervened and comforted: "You are the eighth lady of the Liang Mansion, how can you use flour to make up for you."

This eyebrow dai is a high-grade eyebrow dai that the second lady found from the Western Wilderness, this rouge, but it is made of the best roses in Yinzhou, and this ......"

Hearing this, Mucha suddenly gave Mama Qing a look that she wanted to steam her out of the pot, so Mama Qing held back all the words behind, and after being embarrassed for a while, she said weakly: "Miss Eight, the old slave thinks it's very good-looking." ”

Ahh......h

Mucha seemed to hear the sound of a crow laughing outside the window.

Liang Duyu, who was sent by the eldest lady to supervise, maintained her usual expression without any change, and watched coldly, only the little girl Liang Muzhi told the truth.

"Hahaha......"

The long-lasting laughter was what she said.

After Liang Duyu coughed lightly, she added fuel to the fire and said, "Zhi'er, you are so rude, you want to laugh and wait until you go back to your own room to laugh." ”

Mucha rolled her eyes, how could even the most upright Liang Muyu become like this, what is wrong with this world.

Mucha was annoyed and angry, grabbed his handkerchief, dipped it in water, wiped it, and instantly wiped himself into a big face.

Qing Mama let out a howl like killing a pig: "Oh, Miss Eight, how can you wipe it, oops, can you still look at this face? Everyone is like this, how beautiful it is, oops, these are all ruined, it's too late to paint again......"