"Old lady, look who this is," Xu Zhenguo, still unaware of what the three women at home had imagined him as, brought Lin Zhenhai in with great enthusiasm and called out loudly.
"Sister-in-law, long time no see. You're still as beautiful as ever; Old Xu is really lucky," Lin Zhenhai laughed heartily, greeting Xu Yingying's mother.
When Xu Yingying's mother saw the two men come in with no one else following, she was somewhat puzzled. She had met Lin Zhenhai before, even though it was over a decade ago, but since Xu Zhenguo often showed her photos of his comrades, she recognized him at a glance.
Standing up, Xu Yingying's mother said with a smile, "I'm over fifty now, and my daughter is married off. There's no need to talk about being beautiful or not; you're making fun of me."
"Here are our daughters, Yingying, Shanshan. Quickly, come say hello," Xu Zhenguo beckoned his two daughters.
"Hello, Uncle Lin!" Xu Yingying and Xu Shanshan both hurriedly greeted him politely.
