Alluring Farm Girl

It's March in spring, and it's suddenly warm and then cold. Yu Zisu wrapped her shabby but clean clothes tightly, and sat quietly at the door, embroidering the embroidery in her hands, as if she was the only one in the world and only the embroidery in front of her. Every move revealed an unconscious elegance and beauty, like a beautiful landscape painting, even though she was dressed in shabby clothes. She couldn't recall the previous memories. But she knew that she was not the daughter of this family. She could feel that the temperament and behavior she revealed in her every move and gesture were incompatible with the barren land of this house, and it was engraved deep in her bones, as if from...