"Qingyue, why are you asking this?" Wang Cuihua was puzzled.
Su Qingyue gave a sheepish smile, "Just asking casually. I came to see Fuwa, so I'll be going now."
"Stay for dinner…" Wang Cuihua tried to keep her company.
Su Qingyue replied, "No thanks, I haven't prepared dinner at home yet."
"Well, I won't keep you then." Wang Cuihua walked her to the entrance of the courtyard.
Su Qingyue walked a big circle, and after asking more than twenty people, she found it astonishing that everyone said Xiao Yuchuan was better-looking than Fourth Brother. It was unbelievable!
Could it be that not a single person in the village thought that Fourth Brother was more handsome?
Seeing a seven or eight-year-old kid up ahead, Qingyue smiled, greeted him, and then repeated the question she'd asked dozens of times.
"Who's Xiao Yuchuan?" The little boy asked back.
