"Mom, just listen to me," Su Shengguo said hurriedly, trying to calm Old Su down when he saw she was about to fly off the handle.
"Go on, then. Let's see what kind of fancy story you can spin," Old Su said with a huff.
"Mom, Fu Yuzhen is back."
"Fu Yuzhen?" For a moment, Old Su couldn't place the name. "Who's that?"
"You don't remember? Erya's mother's friend. The one who used to always send us things from out of town." Every time Fu Yuzhen sent a package, Su Shengguo was the one who picked it up from the post office and brought it home. So while the name Fu Yuzhen didn't ring a bell for Old Su, she immediately knew who he meant when he mentioned the packages from out of town.
"She's back?" Old Su frowned. "Wasn't she out of town?"
"She's back. When I was coming home just now, I saw her standing right at the gate to Erya's yard," Su Shengguo said.
