After checking the house number and asking around, there was no mistake, Mrs. Yao knocked on the door.
The door opened shortly, revealing an old lady with a hunched back; she ought to be Yuanming's mother.
Yuanming's mother's eyesight wasn't good anymore, farsighted, when she looked at Mrs. Yao and Yao Shuhan, she only felt they were strangers, and asked: "Who are you looking for?"
"Grandma, I'm Cao Yan, Yuanming's cousin. I heard Yuanming's family is living here, so I came to visit you." Mrs. Yao felt embarrassed when she said this. Cao Yuanming's family had been in Beijing for a long time, and this was her first visit to their place.
"Does my son-in-law have a cousin?" Yuanming's mother thought for a while, as if remembering something, invited Mrs. Yao and them inside, saying, "Seems there was something like that. My daughter and son-in-law are at work, not back yet."
"Isn't it the weekend today?"
