After a round of laughter, everyone couldn't help but ask curiously, "Jin'er, we heard you went hunting wild boar with your dad. That's amazing!"
"It's not that amazing. I was just tagging along. It was mainly my dad and the others who caught a few wild chickens," Jin'er said modestly.
"Catching wild chickens is impressive enough. We can't even dream of capturing a single wild chicken feather," Daya said sincerely admiring.
She was the oldest among them, already fifteen. If it weren't for this sudden disaster, her family would have started looking for a match for her.
At fifteen or sixteen, it's the most beautiful time of life. Even with darker skin, she's like a budding flower, yet these days she's become much fairer, catching Jin'er's eye.
