"Sister Shufen, do you have scissors at home? Could you please cut my braids for me?"

"Oh? Such a nice braid, it would be such a waste to cut it off. You should think it over."

Wang Shufen looked regretful and couldn't help but offer a few words of advice.

But Lu Fangfang insisted; she had wanted to cut off her braids all along the way.

"Alright, come with me to the family compound later, I'll cut your hair. I often cut hair for people in the countryside, I'm quite familiar with it."

She rinsed herself several more times until she was clean before leaving the room.

After wiping herself off, she picked up the old military uniform Zhuang Mingcheng had given her and was about to put it on.

"Hey girl, whose clothes are these? They're way too big for you."

While dressing her daughter, Wang Shufen glanced at Lu Fangfang.

"Hey? Girl, why are you so fair-skinned?"

Wang Shufen rubbed her eyes, full of surprise.

I didn't notice it when I was in the bathroom, it was all foggy.

When Lu Fangfang came out, she felt that the girl was like a completely different person. Her skin was white and tender, just like the white of an egg.

"Sister, I've always been like this; I was born fair-skinned."

Lu Fangfang touched her fair arm and, recalling her experiences over the past month, suddenly felt a pang of sadness.

During the more than one month she spent begging and fleeing famine, she didn't even have hot water to drink, and she could only endure the filth on her body.

The journey was fraught with difficulties and dangers. She was afraid of encountering bad people while traveling alone, and she didn't even dare to wash her face.

The paler she becomes, the more it proves how much she's suffered this past month.

"When I have the means, I will take a bath every day."

Lu Fangfang rubbed her eyes, feeling a pang of sadness as she put on her clothes.

She is 1.68 meters tall, and wearing clothes that are 1.8 meters tall made her look even thinner.

She bent down and rolled up the extra trouser legs and sleeves, revealing her fair arms.

"Girl, this outfit is a little big for you, but it still looks pretty good."

Wang Shufen, watching from the side, was amazed; the girl was truly different.

Once she recovers, gains some weight, and wears some suitable clothes, she'll look better than Zhu Haimei.

"When I get back, I'll tell my husband that you're so handsome, you'll definitely find a good family in the army."

Lu Fangfang smiled and didn't take it to heart.

She picked up her old clothes, turned around and said, "Sister Shufen, I'm going back to the guesthouse. Please wait for me, I'll be right back."

"Okay, go ahead."