at night.
Mingzhi and his party led Fiona and Patrick to the old house. It is a courtyard in a prime area of the capital. The high red walls are surrounded by crape myrtle flowers, and the magnificent palace is surrounded by richness from inside to outside. Human breath.
Mrs. Fu was standing at the door waiting. She wore an old-fashioned slanting sweater and her gray hair was twined. Even when she was old, she could see the beauty of her youth.
Mingzhi brought Fiona and Patrick to her and introduced each other.
Fiona folded his hands in front of him, and shouted politely and well, “It’s great grandma.”
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