"She's from the same village," Lan Juan said.
"Why do I have some recollection of Uncle Hai but no recollection of Sister Juan?"
Lan Juan, hearing her sudden question, her hand trembling while holding the bowl, turned around but regained her composure and said with a smile, "Silly child, though from the same village, you and your Uncle Hai are relatives and had more chances to interact. I, on the other hand, married off to another village quite early. Your Uncle Hai, doing business outside, moving around, knows me but you not knowing me is quite normal."
"My Uncle Hai is in business?"
"Yes, he's in the clothing business, now he doesn't have a storefront, mainly dealing with street stall goods."
