So, everyone pitched in to tidy up her house.
Having not returned for two years, some things had gone moldy, some possessions were nibbled by mice, and a thick layer of dust had accumulated on the bed. Some villagers helped sweep the dust, others helped move furniture outside to air it out, and some even helped wash the bedding.
Later, the conversation turned to Xia Dabao's marital prospects. Everyone was asking whether, in the past two years abroad, she hadn't met any boys she liked?
Xia Dabao just smiled and said, "The people I've met these past two years are either Divine Doctors or local villagers. The locals don't take kindly to brides from elsewhere, so I figured I'd better come back and look for a husband."
Hearing Xia Dabao say this, Nan Feng also began to feel a headache about this issue.