Nan Feng threw the vine from her hand in defeat and sighed heavily: "This is our only option now."
Nan Quanyou, attempting to cheer her up, said: "Our Fengfeng was a beauty even as a child. Once the pustule on your face clears up, you might even surpass your mother in beauty."
Nan Feng asked, "Was mother really beautiful when she was young?"
"Absolutely. Your mother was the well-known beauty of Qingshui Town in her prime. I met her during a folk song competition. There were many men drawn to her, but she chose me. However..."
Nan Feng knew that Nan Quanyou was once again crippled with guilt for failing to give his wife and daughter a better life.
Nan Feng reversed the roles to comfort Nan Quanyou: "Father, you loved my mother so much, she would certainly understand your hardships from beyond. Besides, you two loved each other dearly when she was alive, she wouldn't blame you."
Nan Quanyou just shook his head, then nodded.
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