Transmigrated as A Farm Girl Making Her Family Rich-Chapter 306 - 261: Want to Buy a Rattle-Drum

Ye Shuying felt that, as a fellow farmer, Mrs. Li had gone through hardships to reach a sweeter life; how could her skin be so white?

If one said that Mrs. Li’s family was now wealthy and she no longer worked outside, then it was understandable that her skin was a little whiter, but she often went to the estate to inspect things. The rural sun was harsh, and even now in winter, the sun could darken someone’s skin.

Ye Shuying usually wrapped her head with cloth and wore a straw hat every day, yet she was the kind of person who tanned immediately upon being exposed to the sun, and her face had even developed some sun spots.

In the past two years, she had grown a little fearful of aging too soon and worried that her husband, now that he had money, would despise her, so she was willing to spend money to buy rouge for skincare.

One night, during an intimate moment with her husband, he mentioned turning off the lights, and she shyly agreed. frёewebηovel.cѳm

Her husband suddenly made such a remark, "Shuying, why is your face so dark?"

"Husband, the sun is so strong, I’ve gotten tan; what can I do about it? I’m not like your mother, staying at home all day avoiding the sun."

"You’re comparing yourself to my mother? Your own mother stays at home all day and she’s not white either. Your sister-in-law is always out, yet how is her skin so fine? You should learn from her."

At this moment, her husband spoke favorably of another woman; he was speaking of no other but her sister-in-law back home, which made her so gloomy that she wanted to vomit but forcibly swallowed her saliva instead.

"Sister-in-law, how do you care for your skin?"

Mrs. Li turned her gaze from the road to Ye Shuying and asked how she protected her skin. For the past two years, countless times, women from wealthy families as well as those from their own village, including young ladies, had all been eager to discover her skincare method.

She really was caught off-guard by such inquiries; her skin had indeed been subpar before, but in the last two years, with a little extra money in her pocket, she would buy some rouge during winter to prevent her skin from cracking.

She would share the brand of rouge she used with others, and upon hearing that it was just ordinary rouge, those who believed her followed suit and bought it. After using it, they only felt it was slightly better than using nothing at all, merely preventing their skin from cracking in winter.

When the women from wealthy families heard the brand of rouge Mrs. Li spoke of, they wouldn’t even consider trying such a common product. They simply assumed Mrs. Li was lying and that she hadn’t revealed her true skincare secret.

The sister-in-law in front of her was not asking about her skincare routine for the first time. Just like the two younger sisters-in-law, they all wanted to know how she cared for her skin. She had been honest with them, yet they didn’t believe her; the same topic had been discussed so many times.

This time, Mrs. Li chose to brush off Ye Shuying, saying, "Shuying, as a woman, if you keep a good mindset and face each day happily, regardless of whether it’s good or bad, that positive mindset will reflect on your skin."

Ye Shuying looked steadily at Mrs. Li, not believing a word her sister-in-law had said, but acknowledged that her constant avoidance of temper and her meekness in face of scolding was indeed her usual behavior.

"Mom, when we get to the town, buy me a toy; I want that rattle-drum."

The ox cart wasn’t moving very fast, and they weren’t far from town. The little boy in Ye Shuying’s arms fixed his gaze on the road ahead, already able to see the town from a distance.

Perhaps his heart was set on that toy, and that’s why he requested his mother to buy it for him now.

"Son, instead of a rattle-drum, why not let your Uncle make you a small abacus? You can learn to count while you play."

Ye Shuying chose to ignore her son’s request, actually hoping her elder brother would make a free toy for her son instead of spending money on one.

"I don’t want it, I don’t want it, I don’t want to learn counting."

The little boy, possibly spoiled at home, had always gotten what he wanted. However, his parents were stingy and wouldn’t spend money on toys for him.

Once he saw a peddler selling a rattle-drum, and his grandmother refused to buy it for him; he had been coveting it ever since. Today, hearing that his mother was going to town, he was happy, thinking she would buy him a toy.

When he heard his mother say she wouldn’t buy it for him, he began to cry and wail, his cries echoing loudly on this stretch of the ox cart’s journey.

Mrs. Li frowned slightly and chose silence, turning her head to look at the other side of the road, where the fields and houses of the neighboring village lay.

On the other side was her family’s estate, beautifully constructed with brick and large tile roofs adorned with carvings of dragons and phoenixes.

From the road, one could see a lake in the estate, along with rockeries, flowers, and fruit trees, all comprising a picturesque estate.