151 Old friends
"Don't you recognise me? It's Madam Min" I recognised her voice but her appearance was nothing as I remembered. Madam Min had always been a stout person with long, dark hair, beautifully arranged with pins and combs and flowers, making her the belle of the tavern. From the smell of stale body odour and the state of her hair and clothes, this was far from the Madam I expected. "Please, Niao, lower your knives you're making me feel nervous and I get silly when I'm nervous." I lowered the knives and stepped back just in case. Madam Min turned round and faced me, "Please excuse the state of me, it's been tough times here, but it is so good to see you. We thought you were dead. We didn't know what was happening, all we knew was to run in this direction and hide in the woods." She attempted to push her hair back and straighten her rags, but it didn't make any difference. I felt sad for her. Her appearance was everything and now she w...