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In a blink of an eye, it was the wedding day.

The lights in the Shen family were on at four or five in the morning. According to the custom in Yangcheng, the bride's makeup artist can be hired by the bride, but the groom has to pay for it.

The Wang family was afraid that the Shen family would find an expensive makeup artist, so they suggested finding one themselves. They found a makeup artist from the village for Shen Lirong. The makeup artist came from the village and was late. She was a fat middle-aged woman.

Since time was short, I just messed around for a while, put a red flower in the back of my hair and matched it with a red skirt, "Okay, done."

Shen Lirong didn't sleep well, so she closed her eyes to rest, hoping that the dark circles under her eyes would fade a little. When she heard her say it was done, she opened her eyes, "So soon?"

"My ancestors all made up the dead. I've been practicing for decades since I was a kid. How could I not be fast?"

Shen Lirong closed her mouth nervously and almost bit off her tongue, "...What? A dead person?"

The makeup artist quickly comforted her, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. I changed my job a long time ago. Now I do makeup for brides in the village. Life and death, death and life, death comes before life, life comes before death, life and death are all a cycle. Don't mind so much. No bride who has been made up by me personally has been unhappy. Don't worry."

The line of work she worked in had a bad reputation, which led to bad marriages for her children, so she changed her career for the sake of their marriages.

Shen Lirong was the first guest, and everything I said before was nonsense.

Shen Lirong was so shocked that she didn't look at her makeup carefully. When she looked carefully, she was so frightened by the frighteningly pale face in the mirror that her heart stopped.

"Ah! What kind of makeup are you wearing?"

Shen's relatives and neighbors came to help, and after having breakfast downstairs they came up to visit and share in the good cheer.

She was also shocked when she saw Shen Lirong's makeup, "Xiao Rong, why did you put the powder on the wall on your face?"

"Isn't this makeup for the dead?"

A relative came up with a child. Afraid that the child might be frightened, he pushed the child away quickly, "Go away, go away! You wanted to get some good luck, but instead of good luck, you got some bad luck."

Shen Ye Ning from next door hired a professional makeup team, and with her own innate advantages, she instantly stunned everyone, and they all swarmed in to see the most beautiful bride of the day.

The foundation on her face is light and natural, the blush is lightly swept on the cheeks, and the peach blossom eyes are smiling and affectionate, as if rippling spring water.

The willow-shaped eyebrows were lightly drawn, outlining a touch of gracefulness and elegance. Her oval face was full and round, her skin was as delicate as porcelain, and she had a faint blush, which made her face look like a peach blossom, delicate and charming, and her red lips were lightly touched, like a newly blooming cherry.

The upper part of the black hair is tied up in a high bun, paired with a white veil and blooming flowers, showing her nobility, and part of the black hair is made into fluffy curls and falls on the shoulders.

Her red lips and faint smile make her look like an angel.

She sat on the soft wedding bed in a flawless white wedding dress, with her skirt spread out like a holy lily covered with the first snow.

"Xiao Ning is so beautiful. This is the first time I've seen such a beautiful bride. She's like a fairy from heaven."

"So beautiful, as beautiful as the big stars in the movies."

Some people wondered, "They are both sisters getting married on their first day, why is there such a big difference? Could it be that the Shen family favors their biological daughter?"

"I guess the man hired the wrong makeup artist to make me look like a dead person. I almost got scared to death. I need to look at Xiao Ning a few more times to clean my eyes, otherwise I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep tonight."

"Who wouldn't be partial to their own children? But the Shen family is an exception. They are more partial to their adopted daughter. Yuehong always says we are called Xiaorong, our Xiaorong, when she talks to us. She looks unhappy every time she mentions Xiaoning. She also says that she is not good in this or that way, and that she regrets taking her back."

It's someone's wedding day and I shouldn't say such things, but I couldn't help it, so I deliberately lowered my voice and whispered quietly, and no one noticed in the noisy room.

"What's wrong with Yuehong? My biological daughter is so beautiful, as beautiful as a fairy. Even if she made a huge mistake, I wouldn't say a word. My daughter is so beautiful, how could it be his fault? If there is a mistake, it must be someone else's."

"I think you are just greedy for your daughter."

"I only gave birth to five males, no daughters. All I want in this life is to have a well-behaved and beautiful daughter who calls me mom."

……

The two rooms were right opposite each other, separated by an aisle and not far from each other, and both doors were open.

Shen Lirong heard every word the conversation next door said clearly.

She had removed half of her makeup and was furious when she looked at her ugly face in the mirror.

The makeup artist accidentally put powder in her eyes, which made her bad mood worse. She suddenly became furious and pushed the busy makeup artist away, saying in a gloomy tone, "Get out, get out, I don't need you, I can do it myself."

She wiped her face vigorously with a wet towel.

"You can ask me to get out, but give me money, one dollar." The makeup artist felt guilty after being pushed and reached out for money.

Shen Lirong stared at her intently, "Today is my wedding day, and you put on a dead person's makeup for me. I'm lucky enough that I didn't ask you to pay me, but you still dare to ask for money?"

He was holding a comb in his hand, with a fierce look on his face, as if he wanted to hit someone.

The makeup artist turned around and asked Wang Shengmei for money again, "She won't give it, so you give it. It was your family who asked me to come here."

Wang Shengmei was her bridesmaid and was waiting for the bride to finish putting on her makeup before it was her turn. Unexpectedly, the two of them started arguing.

She shook her head, "…I don't have any money."

She only had a little more than one dollar in her pocket, so how could she possibly give it away? It wasn't like she was getting married herself.

The makeup artist was not to be trifled with. She turned around and yelled at the door, "I told you before I came here that I can't guarantee that you will be satisfied. It was the Wang family who said it's okay. We are doing makeup for people anyway, so it's okay if it's cheaper. The travel fee, labor fee and other expenses add up to only one dollar. Since we are from the same village, I only charge one dollar, which is cheap. You don't want to give me even one dollar and want to get it for free. I tell you, it's impossible."

The two sides started arguing, and the noise got louder and louder, attracting a crowd of onlookers.

Shen Lirong's expression became increasingly ugly, and she yelled, "Shut up! You shut up!"

Finally, she compromised out of fear of embarrassment, took out a dollar from her wallet and threw it at the makeup artist, "You poor bastard, take it, and get out of here!"

The makeup artist bent down to pick up the money on the ground, and cursed fiercely before leaving, "Fuck you, I curse you to have no assholes when giving birth to children, and to lose all your business and become a pauper."

"Get out!" Shen Lirong was so angry that she wanted to kill someone. The Wang family didn't give Wang Shengmei a good look.

Wang Shengmei didn't dare to provoke her, and dared to speak but not to get angry. She had a droopy face and the atmosphere was stiff, which formed a sharp contrast with the liveliness next door.