Even Yang Cuihua had heard the news from someone else's mouth.
After finishing her work, she immediately slung the hoe over her shoulder and ran home.
Xu Niannian didn't know how excited her mother was.
Yang Cuihua knew her daughter had developed prickly heat and watched her cover her face every day, worried sick that she would ruin her looks.
Her daughter loved beauty so much that if she turned ugly, her daughter would probably cry herself to death.
It seemed that drinking that dark, unsightly herbal medicine every day was really useful.
There is always gossip in front of a beauty.
Luckily, Xu Niannian had been a well-known beauty in the ten miles around the village since she was young.
So, the villagers accepted it quickly and were curious to run over to the Xu family's home.
Xu Niannian's modest-sized earthen house was immediately crammed with people.
