"Do fairies use their butts to lift when they poop?" someone asked curiously. After all, it was rumored in the village that Zhou Muyu had married a fairy who was not concerned with worldly matters.
She doesn't do needlework, doesn't care about food or tea, never goes out of the house, and spends all day at home applying makeup. She is much more refined than the rough women in the village.
For a long time, people have loved talking about the Zhou family's fairy daughter-in-law.
It's like the moon surrounded by stars.
Zhou Muyu came on stage arm in arm with Ye Xiyan.
Zhou Yaozu followed beside him.
Old Mrs. Zhou followed behind like an old maid, and then came Zhou Miaoer.
Zhou Miao'er didn't buy a birthday present after all. There was no festive expression on her face, and her clothes were too formal, not like a young woman.
On the other hand, Ye Xiyan was wearing a silk dress with expensive gauze, and in this gray ancient rural courtyard, she looked as delicate as a pink butterfly.
It's dizzying.
Anyway, Zhao Taohua doesn’t understand this aesthetic, it’s actually deathly Barbie pink!
My head hurts after watching too much.
But this did not prevent the village women who had never seen her from being immediately amazed. "What kind of material is that dress that Mr. Zhou's wife is wearing? It's too slippery. It's obviously expensive. We can't afford to wear it in our lifetime."
"That's right, she's the daughter of a wealthy merchant in the county..."
"This dress is really nice..."
After hearing these remarks, Ye Xiyan was so happy that her tail almost flew up to the sky. This was exactly the feeling she wanted, and she felt so proud and elated.
Zhou Muyi was even more proud. After all, he was the one who felt the most proud when his woman was praised.
Even Zhou Yaozu held his head high.
Only Zhou Miaoer, who was following behind, had a barely perceptible coldness flashing in her eyes, and cursed in her heart, "Old witch."
After paying their respects to the deceased, Zhou Muyu and Ye Xiyan both subconsciously glanced at the Zhao family.
Ye Xiyan was definitely trying to outdo Zhao Taohua, but at first glance, she felt that Zhao Taohua looked particularly ugly today.
When we met in the store that day, Zhao Taohua was still wearing a gray cloth work clothes. We were busy arguing that day, so I didn't look closely.
Today the sky was bright, shining brightly on Zhao Taohua's face. She was wearing a sky-blue dress. Although it was made of cotton, the waist was tailored to fit her perfectly, making her look fair and tall, with bright eyes and eyebrows.
There is no makeup on her face, it is dry and clean, her eyes are dark, and when she glances and smiles, her red lips are elegant, she has an indescribable intellectual beauty.
Of course, Ye Xiyan didn’t know that there was a kind of makeup on this body called nude makeup.
In ancient times, cosmetics were outdated and there was nothing to apply. Pearl powder was considered a high-end product. If the woman was young and beautiful, it would naturally enhance her beauty. But if she was old, it would look like a car accident scene.
Pearl pink, rouge red, and a dress in deathly Barbie pink.
Zhao Taohua...I don’t know what to say.
A bright light flashed quickly in Zhou Mu's eyes. In his memory, Zhao Taohua had always been a skinny, cowardly woman who hardly dared to look up at people.
Even though she was pretty when she was young, she had been bent down by life and could never stand up again. Even if he met Zhao Taohua again, he would still look down on her at first sight.
Last time at Fushun Building, he was extremely disgusted with Zhao Taohua.
How come after she cleaned up, she looked completely different now, even more beautiful than when she was young! Her skin was rosy and full of vitality.
䀴This is because people are afraid of comparing goods. Earlier, everyone said that Ye Xiyan was a fairy, but when they stood side by side for comparison, some village women suddenly discovered.
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