Muniang raised an eyebrow—old friend? How come she knew nothing about this?!
"So this is Muniang," the man said with a smile, as if not feeling at all like a stranger, "You've grown up so much. I've seen you when you were just a little girl, and really, a woman changes eighteen times as she grows. Indeed, how true that is."
Mrs. Lin pulled Muniang inside and then smilingly introduced, "Muniang, this is the son of a neighbor from your mother's maiden home. Our families had very good relations. Later, their family faced some troubles, and he was no longer in Jinyang Town. That's how we lost touch. Who could have thought that after so many years, we would have a chance to meet again? You should call him Mr. Zhao."
