Nan Feng remembered how she had to handle all these matters alone last year. This year, she had become like a little helper. She couldn't help but sigh, "It's really nice to have a father and mother."
And, of course, there's her younger brother.
Many of the children she saw playing with Fu Ge did not recognize Nan Feng. This was partially because Fu Ge's friends were mostly around fifteen and, partially because Nan Feng had been oddly looking in the past. But now she appeared as if she were a different person, which often led to those who played with Fu Ge to ask: "Fu Ge, is that really your sister?"
"Fu Ge, your sister is really pretty and she's wearing a dress!" Very few girls in the village wore dresses; most wore hemp pants.
"..."
While the commune was large, the worship altar was small and could not accommodate so many people. Thus, Nan Quanyou and Lin Qiaoyun went in, leaving Nan Feng and Fu Ge to wait outside.
