Shen Weimin had guessed wrong this time—Bai Xiulian did, in fact, return to her parents' home today. Although she arrived just moments before the bride was scheduled to depart, she certainly made a dazzling entrance.
A brown woolen coat, a red turtleneck sweater, crisp black padded pants, and leather boots—her attire was so impeccable that she didn't look the least bit haggard.
Combined with her natural good looks, one could say she was a hundred times more stunning than even the bride. She glided gracefully into Second Bai's home.
Bai Xinsheng's eye twitched. Before his younger sister could even call out to him, he pointed toward the inner room, signaling for her to hurry inside and find her sister-in-law.
"Sister-in-law."
A few days earlier, the annual Baizigou hunting party, always organized before heavy snows sealed off the mountains, had departed with a good number of the village's young and able-bodied men.
