Shen Yiguang found a relatively honest woman who had children before. Everyone called her Sister-in-law Cheng. Her house was also nearby, just separated from her own by an alley, convenient for her to come over in the morning and evening.
Her children were older, the youngest daughter being about twelve or thirteen, and the oldest son about seventeen or eighteen, still in school. Her husband was well-known, working as a chef in a cafeteria. Only, her family had many children, and also three seniors, which made the burden quite heavy; it all depended on her husband's single salary. So she felt like she was getting a piece of pie from the sky when she got this easy job of helping with the children.
Sister-in-law Cheng was around forty, neat and tidy, and Yang PeiMin had even specifically noticed her fingernails, all cut very clean, her hair meticulously done up at the back.
Seeing this, Yang PeiMin nodded her head.
