The motorcycle outside had turned off, followed by some polite words. Then the old couple accompanied a middle-aged man and woman into the courtyard.
The man was dressed in an old-fashioned Zhongshan suit with a pen clipped on the pocket of his chest, a rather mature style; the woman, on the other hand, was just like Wang Yue in temperament. One glance was enough to know that she and Wang Yue were mother and daughter.
She was not young any more, but her style could rival Wang Yue's - vividly colored floral top, a pair of jeans, and high heels. You could clearly tell she had makeup on, and she was wearing a few gold jewelry pieces.
As soon as they entered the courtyard, these two were intrigued by the large fish Yan Fei had caught.
For the convenience of descaling the fish, Yan Fei hung it on a pomegranate tree by the kitchen door. The big Mylopharyngodon piceus, over a meter long, was quite an attention-getter.
