The changes in Da Fu were indeed noticeable. His frame was relatively large, but he used to be skinny, and his skin had always been a dark tone, with a sickly bluish-black tint.
Now, not only had he become much more robust, but his dark complexion had turned into a healthier wheatish hue. Although he still appeared simple-minded, he now seemed trustworthy.
At this time, Cui Hua's complexion was sallow, her body emaciated, and her clothes, though clean, were faded and worn, perhaps predating Xiao Hua's birth by many years.
"I thought you looked familiar just now, but I didn't dare believe it for a moment... Auntie, before you got married, every time I visited you at Grandma's, you always had such a radiant smile, looking much better than you do now!"
Tears welled up in Da Fu's eyes, "How could it have come to this? When you got married back then, you seemed so happy! Are they treating you badly? Auntie, I'll stand up for you!"
