Sugar was a rarity these days and hard to find on the market. She had specifically asked someone to procure some from the supply and marketing co-op, just so it could come in handy at this critical moment.
She hoped this gesture of goodwill would help smooth the way for Song Qingya to become his apprentice.
She took the old woman's arm, her smile broadening as she made the enthusiastic introduction. "Grandma Yuan, this is my younger sister, Qingya. She's married to an old comrade-in-arms of my husband. Our two families have always been very close, so she's like a real sister to me. Don't let her youth fool you. Qingya is sharp, has been through a lot, and is a steady, meticulous person. I'm sure you'll love her!"
"Hello, Grandma Yuan."
Song Qingya took a step forward and gave a proper, respectful bow. Her voice was clear, yet gentle.
