Why not ask your wife and daughter

It was a face that couldn't be more ordinary.

He had dark skin, thick and dark eyebrows, and a messy and dirty face.

From the various descriptions, if this woman was really Ming Jin, she should be in her thirties this year.

However, when she raised her head, her long hair fell down and revealed her not-so-delicate face. She looked like a woman in her forties or fifties who had failed to maintain her beauty and had experienced the vicissitudes of life.

There were traces of the passage of time on her face, and her face was full of masculinity.

you, Yingluo, you're mingyingluo, Yingluo, how can you, Yingluo, how can you, Yingluo? " Zhang Wanyu's father, Zhang Qian 'an, kept his hand out and couldn't help but gasp. He almost couldn't believe the face in front of him.

This face, such a weather-beaten face, with almost no trace of youth, was the adopted daughter that Zhang Qian 'an occasionally recalled. He couldn't help but sigh at the misfortune of her fate.