The urban village house of Qian's family seemed to stir memories for Teng Shuixian, and a small smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
"Come on, let's have some fruit." Jia Xiufang brought in a plate of fruit, her eyes darting towards Teng Shuixian.
"What's this?" Teng Shuixian was intrigued by the plate Jia Xiufang brought over.
Being from the South, she had never seen the unique winter fruits of the North before.
"Frozen pears and frozen persimmons, haven't you tried them?" Jia Xiufang asked curiously.
"No..." Teng Shuixian looked at the dark frozen pear and swallowed hard, wondering if this thing was even edible, a black pear!
"Oh dear, this poor child." Jia Xiufang thought sympathetically, perceiving her as a child from a very difficult family who couldn't even afford fruit because she was so thin.
Quickly pushing the fruit plate closer to her, she thought, with money from demolition, she could afford to be this generous and hospitable!
