"Isn't it funny?" Madam Ma laughed, "That's why I said it's a ridiculous matter."
The two older women continued talking, unconsciously laughing louder.
Lian Qiao looked over in response to the noise and said, "Please help me move out the camphor wood chest from my storage room."
Madam Ma shivered, stood up, brushed her hands on her skirt, and awkwardly smiled, "I'm on it."
Mrs. Shen followed along with her.
The window of the inverted house suddenly was pushed open, revealing a small fair face with a red mole on the forehead - it was Cangzhu.
Cangzhu went to find Hongfu, remembered earlier having asked Yu Zhu to eavesdrop, and was particularly cautious this time, "When you were working at the front, were you acquainted with Zizhu from Mr. Si's place?"
Hongfu was unsure of her intent but nodded and said, "I do know her, but as for being familiar, not really."
"What kind of person is she?" Cangzhu followed up with a question.
