Granny Lee saw George Quach and got pretty excited, grabbing his hand and saying, "Director, take a look at my old sisters here. They are so envious I’m going on TV. Could you let them be on television too so day?"
Of course, George Quach said it was possible.
Granny Lee responded with a sound of agreent and looked at George Quach as if looking at her own grandson.
However, the other old sisters noticed Hannah standing off to the side, "This girl looks unfamiliar, we haven’t seen her before."
Lucy Taylor explained, "She’s a friend I invited."
Granny Lee squinted her eyes, fished out her reading glasses from her bosom, put them on, and took a good look at Hannah, "This girl is even prettier than you are, Lucy."
Lucy Taylor didn’t mind at all, and was happier to hear others complinting Hannah than herself, "Of course, who else do you think she’s friends with?"
Hannah thanked them once again.
Throughout her journey here, many people warmly complinted her beauty.
She suddenly felt like she wanted to settle down here.
The townspeople’s complints ca with a kind of sincerity; you could feel that they weren’t just being polite or perfunctory, every word was accompanied by a smile.
They genuinely thought well of others.
Granny Lee stepped forward and grabbed Hannah’s hand.
She hunched over, now having to look up at people, while Hannah courteously bent down to ask, "Granny, what’s wrong?"
Granny Lee patted Hannah’s hand, "Girl, do you do fortune-telling?"
Hannah confused, "Fortune-telling?"
Granny Lee, "I’ve set up a stall in the east end of town. I take a liking to you, young lady. Co find soday, and I’ll read your fortune for free."
No sooner had she finished speaking than her old sisters ca to whisk her away.
Granny Lee was still not convinced, "Why are you pulling away? I just like the young lady and offered to read her fortune for free. Are you going to say I’m scamming people again? Granny Amy, tell , the ’Star of Romance’ fortune I read for you recently didn’t Old Wilson bring you flowers the very next day?"
Granny Amy snorted twice, "Yeah, he brought scallion blossoms, which ended up in a tofu dish that all went into your mouth."
"See? Now that you have a beau, you forget your old sisters, is that it?"
"Enough already, you can’t even predict the weather accurately, yet you talk about fortune-telling."
The group had already walked far away, but Granny Lee’s protesting voice seed to linger, "I am a fortuneteller, why would I predict the weather, you all..."
Lucy Taylor saw Hannah watching intently, so she explained Granny Lee’s affairs to her.
Indeed, Granny Lee’s fortune-telling was more of a newfound hobby.
Calculating the ti, it was around the sa period when George Quach and his group first arrived at the town.
It was said that one day, Granny Lee found several ancient books on geomancy and fortune-telling in her house that seed to have been passed down from her ancestors and had been well kept.
Then, nearly seventy-year-old Granny Lee took an interest and, after flipping through the books for just a few days, started offering to read fortunes for everyone.
When Lucy Taylor first arrived, Granny Lee also insisted on reading her fortune.
But Hannah’s situation was different.
"You are the first one she hasn’t asked for anything in return for fortune-telling."
Yes, Granny Lee didn’t charge money for fortune-telling, only goods.
Sotis it was a couple of sweet potatoes, sotis a chicken leg; she was always keen on tasty treats, the sa as when she was younger.
Now aged, she and her old sisters spent their days together, playing cards, chatting—their life couldn’t be more satisfying, as if they were growing younger with each passing day.
They had beco like old children.
The group continued walking.
They passed through winding alleys and crossed a stone bridge.
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