Hearing how her brother talked about her, Jiang Mei could tell he was smitten with this woman. She scrutinized Manman's face seriously and realized that Manman was indeed average-looking, just as her son had described. Thankfully, she had all the normal features, nothing missing—she was a regular person.
As for the child, he only half-understood the adults' conversations. But Little Dongzi always admired his uncle Jiang Yan a lot. He adjusted his little glasses and imitated his uncle's tone, "I understand. She wears glasses like me, so she must have a beautiful soul."
The three adults couldn't help but laugh in disbelieving amusement.
"Second sister, are you here to see me?" Jiang Yan asked. His sister Jiang Mei was always bustling about; she rarely visited without good reason.
