Zheng Xiuyan looked at these people, quite surprised, and asked curiously, "Elder Brother Xiao, who are they?"
Xiao Qiang shrugged his shoulders. "They should be people your maternal grandmother knew."
Zheng Xiuyan was taken aback, she remained silent for a long time, just looking somewhat dazedly at these middle-aged women in front of her.
"She looks just like her!" A woman called Fatian was the first to speak.
"Yes, she looks exactly like our junior sister did when she was young." Fajing's eyes turned red and she let out a sigh.
Fahua didn't speak, she just examined Zheng Xiujing, who was sitting on the sofa watching TV, carefully. After a moment, she turned her head to look at Zheng Xiuyan, hesitated for a moment and asked cautiously, "Is your maternal grandmother's name Luo Jingyi?"
Zheng Xiuyan nodded. "Yes, she is. And who would you be?"
