Although Wufu didn't know why Shen Hongyu was so nervous and panicked, she still graciously put the purse away again.
Just as they stood up, someone appeared at the door, looking at them, clearly not expecting to find guests in the room and was visibly taken aback.
"Oh, there are guests here too, Xiao Yu, who is this?" The arrival was a stout and hefty woman dressed in a cotton skirt, with small, squinty eyes that appraised Wufu up and down. She indeed had a rather nice complexion.
"Here to pay respects to my grandfather," Shen Hongyu replied without much enthusiasm, and then asked, "What do you want?"
"Look at how you talk, girl. Your grandfather's gone, and how can a child cope alone? Your aunt here has come with your cousin to take you back to our house!" The woman chuckled and then called out loudly, "Da Niu, why aren't you coming in to help your cousin pack her stuff?"
