The woman was familiar with Young Master Jiang but unfamiliar with the young lady in front of her. Thus, she didn't dare to cry out and seek sympathy like before. She quickly tucked away the handkerchief in her hand and replied softly, "The people living next door are Old Man Cui and his granddaughter."
"His granddaughter? How old is she?"
"Five years old."
Shu Yu frowned. "But I just heard a woman's voice coming from inside—it doesn't sound like the voice of a five-year-old."
The woman froze for a moment, and then realization dawned upon her. "Oh, that must be the distant niece who came to seek refuge with Old Man Cui."
Shu Yu furrowed her brow. Could this distant niece have come from Shangshi Village?
She remained silent, but the woman continued, "That distant niece and her husband came here two months ago. They said they had lost their parents and had no one left except Old Man Cui as a relative. So, here they are—they've been staying for two months now."
