C40 Past

"Who is it!" I knocked on Uncle Gao's door. After a while, I heard the voice of a middle-aged woman. I loudly replied, "It's me. Tianyi, is Uncle Gao at home?"

Before I could finish my words, the door opened and a beautiful middle-aged woman appeared before us. It was just that her skin was a little rough from years of hard work and she was holding a spatula in her hand