"Won't it?"

Doesn't it mean that the daughter-in-law of the town head is an ugly monster with a strange personality?

The brown birthmark under the corner of the left eye was unsightly, with irregular edges.

It's like a dark peach blossom in full bloom, but it adds a bit of dark demonic aura to this face that can be regarded as a flower and moon.

Elegant and refined, cold and charming, just like the snow lotus that has bloomed to the extreme on the snowy mountain, a little mysterious, a little arrogant.

Although this birthmark is indeed a bit of an eyesore, on the whole, it is really not ugly, on the contrary, it is very good-looking.

"It's a pity, if only I didn't have this birthmark." Someone sighed.

"yes." With this birthmark, not only did it destroy a flawless face, but it also gave birth to a bit of coldness for no reason.

Hearing their exclamation, Yun Qing remembered that when he was in the room just now, the hair that was blocking his forehead and both sides of his cheeks was combed to the back of his head by Zhuang Yue with his fingers.

At this moment, a small face that has not seen sunlight all year round is fully revealed.

She wrung her brow slightly in discomfort, and then put it down.

The birthmark on the face is actually just a coffee spot, and it is not impossible to remove it, but the current medical level in China may not be up to it.

However, in the massive amount of Chinese medicine knowledge in her mind, there is a way to remove it, maybe she can give it a try.

Ignoring anyone, Yun Qing raised her head for the first time and lifted her head, which had been hanging down all year round.

His eyes were calm, but distant, and he quickly walked out of the dining room and hurried towards the path outside the town.

Little did she know that behind her, a strong dark figure followed not far and near, and did not leave until she watched her enter the path leading to the small village.

Linjia Village is actually not far from the town, and if you walk fast, it will take less than half an hour.

The night in the countryside is especially silent.

Yun Qing walked back one foot deep and one foot shallow on the small gravel road in the dark.

The only thing that accompanies her is the breeze of the early summer night.

Linjia Village is backed by a continuous mountain, and the dim lights are like stars, dotting the small villages at the foot of this mountain.

At this time, the small mountain village had been connected to electricity, although they were reluctant to pay more than two yuan a month for electricity, but for the sake of their children, the adults still gave up the kerosene lamps left by the older generation.

Yun Qing looked at the newly built brick bungalow at the far edge of the east end of the village, and his cold gaze fell on the window with a faint dim light.

No wonder some people say that a child with a mother is like a treasure, and a child without a mother is like a root.

There were wires in the house, but they leaked out of her room, so that she could only do her homework under the flickering dim kerosene lamp.

Yun Qing deliberately avoided the people in the village, bypassed the dark path by the river, and walked to his own backyard.

She didn't live with the Lin family in a new brick house, but in a crumbling old adobe house in the backyard.

Since the new brick house was built inside the house, the old adobe house has been turned into a utility room and a pig pen, cattle pen, chicken shed and latrine.

On the left of her room are pig pens and cattle pens, and on the right are makeshift chicken sheds and toilets.

Oh, her classmates at school say she stinks, but living in such an environment all day long, plus she has to clean the pig pen, cow pen and chicken shed every day, and she doesn't have much time to take a bath in the morning, can her body not stink?

Familiarly, he climbed into the courtyard from the low adobe courtyard wall, and hid by the pillar outside his earthen house.

Looking at the glowing window directly opposite, there was a hint of fierceness in her eyes.