Chapter 593

After a simple lunch, Willow was about to take Jason and Ivy to the Fisher family to arrange schooling and kindergarten matters with Grandpa and Grandma Fisher when the courtyard gate suddenly rattled with a knock. Willow stepped forward to open the door and found a woman in her sixties standing outside. It was the late 1970s, a time when most people dressed either plainly or in Western-style fashion influenced by foreign trends. But this woman was different. She wore a traditional Chinese-style light purple embroidered jacket with diagonal lapels, paired with a pleated skirt. A pair of glasses rested on the bridge of her nose, giving her an air of gentle elegance and scholarly refinement. Though clearly in her later years, she carried none of the weariness or hardship often seen in the elderly. At first glance, Willow took an immediate liking to her. Before she could speak, the woman offered a soft smile, the fine wrinkles at the corners of her eyes not aging her but instead lending a