Song Jiyun's eyes twinkled slightly.
Who was this old woman?
Such a great air about her!
The thought flickered past, and the old woman had already shaken off the support of the young girl and hurried over with three steps taken as two.
Zhao Qi's Wife hastily greeted her, saying, "Old Aunt, how did you get here?"
The old woman nodded her head, but her gaze was fixed directly on Song Jiyun.
Seeing this, Zhao Qi's Wife said to the old woman, "This is Miss Li."
Then, turning to Song Jiyun, she said, "This is our child's great-aunt. She's the kindest you could meet. All the women in the village like to ask her for help with their troubles."
Song Jiyun smiled and made a small curtsey to the old lady, addressing her as "Old Lady."
"Oh my!" the old lady laughed, "I really don't deserve such honor." Then she praised her, "I heard that a Miss Li had come, but I hadn't expected her to be so charming!"
The crowd laughed out loud.
