"You looking for Sun Shenglong?" In front of a laundry shop by the road, a little old lady wrapped up tightly, seated on a small stool, asked the two people in front of her, "What could he possibly want, got the wrong person perhaps?"
Upon hearing this, the chubby old lady beside her hastily waved her hand, saying, "They got the right person, Shenglong's been mixing with the wrong crowd lately, picking up bad habits."
"Oh oh oh... must be that woman..." the little old lady mumbled, smacking her lips, "The one in the red sweater."
"Yeah, acting all crazy," the chubby old lady said, pointing at the locked door of the shop, "that woman sits in his shop all day long, nothing but crying or laughing, crazy as a loon."
"Tsk tsk tsk, how did Shenglong come to know such people." The little old lady shook her head, and after a moment, turned to the two people opposite her again, "Eh, who were you looking for?
