With several village women as witnesses, Shu Jiaying rubbed the filtered, green concentrated medicinal juice onto the birthmark in the groove of her buttocks.
After a few seconds, the birthmark gradually faded, and soon the skin at the original birthmark location in the groove became as white and tender as the surrounding skin.
The village women who witnessed this process were all amazed. One village woman with a face full of black moles even asked excitedly: "Ugly girl, your ointment is so effective, I wonder if it can erase the black moles on my face?"
By this time, Shu Jiaying had already pulled up Xiaohua's pants. She replied seriously to the village woman with a face full of black moles, "Sister, you were born with this mole. If you really want to get rid of it, you might have to dig it out with a knife like Xiaohua's aunt said."
His eyes were looking at Zhao Chunlian.
After hearing what Shu Jiaying said, the village woman with the black mole glanced at her again. Finally, she consoled herself by saying, "Eh... isn't my face just as ugly as yours, with pits all over it? Forget it. Actually, with you at the bottom of the list, I'm not the ugliest person in the village."
“…”
Shu Jiaying looked speechlessly at the woman in front of her who not only had a face full of black moles, but also had a garlic nose and bean-shaped eyes. She actually said that she was uglier than her?
…
This is a sad topic.
Well, it's her fault that she is now a 'faceless monster', damn it, she just endured it!
Looking up at Zhao Chunlian beside her, Shu Jiaying deliberately asked, "Auntie, Xiaohua's birthmark can be removed without a knife now. Doesn't this mean it wasn't congenital?"
"I……"
Zhao Chunlian's face flushed and blue from choking. She walked over to Luo Dahu and shouted impatiently, "I don't want to care about this anymore. I'm going home first."
Luo Dahu didn't understand what was going on. He grabbed Zhao Chunlian's hand and growled softly, "Why go home? We haven't explained everything yet!"
Zhao Chunlian really wanted to tell him that there was nothing else they could say. If they continued, they might become vicious relatives who intended to sell their niece, and then it would be questionable whether they could still live in this village.
But how could Zhao Chunlian dare to say such words in public?
Not willing to explain, Zhao Chunlian shook off Luo Dahu's hand and ran back to the village quickly.
"Hey...hey...stinky bitch, come back here quickly!"
After calling out several times but failing to call Zhao Chunlian back, Luo Dahu had to face Shu Jiaying alone, but he was convinced that his plan was perfect and Shu Jiaying would never be able to defeat him.
But before he could open his mouth, how could Luo Dahu have imagined that he could be slapped in the face so quickly?
Then the village women, who had witnessed the birthmark disappear, testified, "The ugly girl is right. The groove behind Xiaohua's buttocks is actually a bruise, not a birthmark. Luo Dahu, you keep insisting that Xiaohua isn't Erlang's daughter, but the daughter of this strange man. What do you mean by that?"
"Yeah, you're not really going to sell Xiaohua's house just to occupy her like the ugly girl said, are you?"
"Wow, I didn't expect you to be so mean that you even sold your own niece. How despicable..."
"How can there be such bad people in the world?"
Facing the crowd's scolding, Luo Dahu felt his head buzzing. He kept muttering to himself, "Impossible... How could it be possible? I know everything has been arranged perfectly. The bitch has seen Xiaohua's body and she's sure there's a birthmark there. How could it be possible..."
Although he wanted to argue, Luo Dahu opened his mouth but couldn't utter a word.
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