Little Black Sister cracked her own mouth laughing, seeming not to be embarrassed by the rejection. Of course, it might be because she was so simple-minded, this half-grown girl, still so innocent.
Little Black Sister hopped around happily. Children at this age dress indiscriminately, and the best fabric they had was called Dacron. Only the little daughters-in-law from the wealthier families in the village could wear an outfit made from it. As for children, they wore clothes repurposed from adults' clothing.
Tang Yuxin had no mother; her father and her uncle's clothes could not be modified into her own, hence, all of her clothes were bought. In comparison with other children in the village, she could be considered a noble.
Little Black Sister laughed with her mouth wide open, while walking and picking wildflowers from the ground, placing them in her hair. Being such a candid and innocent girl, it was hard to imagine her as anything else.
