Nan Feng had inherited a slender physique and Xia Dabao was the type who could eat endlessly without gaining weight. Still in her growing phase and constantly running around the mountains, she didn't gain any weight, and her skin, forever pale and tender from eating well since childhood, had made her quite the beauty in the village.
Her mother said she could run for village beauty.
While eating a sugar-coated hawthorn, Axian asked Xia Dabao in his whiny voice, "I heard that ladies who eat too much might not get married. Sister, what does it mean to not get married?"
"Who told you that?" Nan Feng asked.
"Neighbor Zhao Auntie said it," Axian replied.
"Don't listen to her nonsense; she's just trying to fool kids," Xia Dabao snatched the sugar-coated hawthorn from Axian's hand. "Can't you finish it? If not, I'll eat it. By the way, I want to buy a gold cake for mom; she loves them."
