When they arrived in the market at the merchant's booth, Feng introduced her to the husband and wife duo, who were operating the stand that sold household goods. "This is Ming and Fong," he said to his wife.
Tuzi, who was previously filled with energy bouncing up and down, had calmed down significantly and was now meekly curtsying to the couple, "How do you do? I am Zhuyi. Feng's wife."
Feng would never get used to hearing that. He grinned broadly for all to see.
Ming and Fong, who had never experienced anyone curtsying to them before, were both taken aback. Fong immediately reached out and shook the young woman's hand.
"You are such a kind and respectful girl," she said while patting her on the hand. "We saw you at the celebration party the other day. I've been meaning to ask Feng for a personal introduction."
"Woman, you are asking for too much right now," Ming said to his wife. "They're newly weds! Feng must be 'occupying' all of her time."
