"Mom, your cooking is amazing today. These fried meatballs are so tasty," said a girl in her early twenties at the dinner table.
The man beside her, presumably the girl's father, also expressed his admiration, "Yes, they're indeed very good. Delicious."
Aunt Fat said, "These weren't made by me; they were made by Jingming's wife."
"Jingming's wife?" The man's chopsticks paused.
"Yes, indeed."
"Mom, you mean Brother Jiang from next door?" The girl, Xu Ru'an, Aunt Fat's daughter, is a junior in college and doesn't often come home.
So she hadn't met Sang Yu.
"Yes, you've been in school all this time, so it's understandable you don't know," Aunt Fat replied.
"Mom, is Brother Jiang's wife good-looking?" Xu Ru'an asked curiously.
"Pretty, very pretty," Aunt Fat said, very seriously.
"How pretty?"
Aunt Fat thought for a moment and said, "Prettier than movie stars."
Xu Ru'an was somewhat interested.
She thought she must find an opportunity to meet her next time.
