BERYL'S SURPRISE

Mr. Sim laughed. "How could I come empty-handed? How are you and Auntie?"

"We're well, very well," Old Master Yang replied, leading Mr. Sim into the house. "Your Auntie will be thrilled to see you. She's been talking about you all week since she found out you will be coming."

As they entered the cozy living room, the warmth of the Yang household enveloped Mr. Sim. Old Madam Yang bustled in from the kitchen, her face lighting up at the sight of him. "Xiao Meng! It's so good to see you!"

Mr. Sim smiled and handed her the macaroons. "Auntie, I hope these are still your favorite."

"They are, they are," Old Madam Yang said, taking the box with a grateful nod. "Come, sit down. Let's chat."

"Serve the fruits I prepared," Old Madam Yang instructed the servant.