Wang Yonggui had seen quite a bit in his time, but when he heard his mother's words, his jaw dropped and his voice trembled, "Old... Old Sister?"
Old Granny Zhang gave him a swipe with her broom, hitting him so hard that it really hurt, and he even forgot to dodge.
"Ouch, Old Sister? Is it really you, Old Sister? How did you get so thin? Not that I'm complaining, Old Sister, but you do look better this way! You've slimmed down so much that even Third Brother hardly recognizes you! In the whole ten miles and eight villages, no, in our entire Jing County, if Old Sister dares to claim second place in beauty, no one would dare claim the first. Come on, let Third Brother have a good look at you."
Wang Yongzhu smiled slightly, remembering that among all the siblings, Wang Yonggui had the best relationship with her.
Wang Yonggui, with his slick tongue, would say one thing to people and another to ghosts; his greatest skill was flattery.
