"Who is this Comrade Fang?" Fang Suyun was a little curious.
"Mom, when you and Dad were in the bullpen, you didn't know a lot about what happened outside. I'll tell you slowly..."
When they returned to the courtyard, Jiang Ting and Mei Xiangcao were sitting in the yard making sachets. Next to them was their next-door neighbor, whose surname was Wang and was 45 years old. Everyone in their neighborhood called him Old Wang.
Lao Wang was chatting and laughing with Mei Xiangcao and Jiang Ting.
Xu Nuannuan knew that Old Wang's wife had died three years ago. He was a teacher at a nearby middle school. His son and daughter were both married, but neither of them lived with him. He lived alone in the large courtyard house at the back.
After they moved in, Lao Wang was bored at home after get off work, so he often came to visit. Since Mei Xiangcao came, he seemed to come to visit more often than before.
Xu Nuannuan couldn't help but speculate in some directions. Is the neighbor Wang interested in her mother-in-law?
But he couldn't rule out the possibility that Old Wang just loved the hustle and bustle, and since there were so many people here, he came to visit more frequently.
Not long after they came back, Lao Wang from next door said it was time to cook and went back.
Sachets made of plum and sweet osmanthus scent are very popular in this area. When Wu Min visited her sister's house, she accidentally discovered two sachets hanging in her sister's bedroom. She thought they smelled good and insisted on taking the one with the sweet-scented osmanthus scent. Her sister then gave her one.
"I bought this at Grandpa Guan's house. It was made by his granddaughter's mother-in-law. She seems to be from the countryside. Her craftsmanship is pretty good. It's better than the bags I bought in the department store before."
Wu Min took this one first and said that when she had time, she would go to the Guan family's courtyard and buy two sachets from her mother-in-law Xu Nuannuan.
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