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As expected, just as Xu Mingxuan was preparing dinner, Xiangxi and Er Zhuang arrived with the ox cart, bringing Sanmei Gugu back to the camp. The moment the three entered the house, they brought in a wave of cold air. Chen Lan and Yulia sisters immediately got up, urging Sanmei Gugu to get onto the kang to warm herself. Thus, the four women sat on the kang, chatting about everyday matters, while Er Zhuang and Xiangxi were called by Xu Mingxuan to help with dinner in the kitchen.
Sanmei Gugu, being old-fashioned, felt a bit uneasy about three grown men cooking for them women. She planned to get up and help in the kitchen, but Chen Lan reached out and gently pulled her back onto the kang.
Chen Lan explained, "Sanmei Gugu, it's alright. You just keep chatting, don't mind them. It's all a matter of habit, isn't it? Nobody is born knowing how to cook. Now they've gotten used to it, and their cooking skills are no worse than ours. Besides, they enjoy the food more when they cook it themselves. If you don't believe me, you'll see when we eat."
Sanmei Gugu was a very sensible person. Hearing Chen Lan say this, she didn't insist further. Actually, with the cold northeastern winters, they couldn't really prepare elaborate multi-course meals. So, typically, apart from hot pot, they would have simple dishes. Today, because it was the first time Sanmei Gugu and her two daughters were eating at their home, the three men had prepared a lamb hot pot. Half a wild sheep was stewed into a large pot. The staple food was, of course, self-heating rice. Ever since eating self-heating rice and hot pot a few times at the state-run hotel in Vladivostok, Xu Mingxuan had grown fond of it, finding it simple, convenient, and delicious.
Chen Lan decided to place an order in the system that night to stock a few boxes of self-heating meals in her own dorm room, so that Xu Mingxuan would have something to eat when he got hungry, preventing him from damaging his stomach by often going hungry.
Chen Lan also worried that Sanmei Gugu and her daughters might not be accustomed to eating rice. To her surprise, the mother and daughters found the rice delicious and very fragrant.
Chen Lan, concerned about the nutritional inadequacy of self-heating rice, ate steamed buns made with a mix of two flours. Because she had been experiencing morning sickness and couldn't stomach meat recently, she didn't join them at the table. Instead, she ate the seaweed and napa cabbage that Xu Mingxuan had prepared for her on the kang table, along with her steamed buns.
Seeing Chen Lan's discomfort, Sanmei Gugu sighed with deep emotion and said, "Being a woman is truly not easy! Marrying a man is like being reborn. So, Boris, you must treat Yulia well. She was willing to come home with you without a second thought because she wants a good life with you. Treat her well, do you understand?"
Xiangxi repeatedly assured her, "Mom, please don't worry! I, Chen Xiangxi, am a serious and responsible good man. I will definitely treat Yulia well for a lifetime. If you're still not reassured, isn't there Little Basket? There are hundreds of people in our entire valley! Little Basket is our leader, and no one dares to disobey her. Right, Er Zhuang, Mingxuan Ge?"
Chen Lan felt the atmosphere was becoming a bit tense. Sanmei Gugu was simply speaking from the heart, especially after her own unfortunate marriage, and now having to seek refuge at her daughter's home in her old age. She had been strong her entire life; how could she feel at ease?
So, she quickly spoke up to lighten the mood. Chen Lan said, "Little Watermelon, don't bring me into it. Sanmei Gugu is worried that you, an old man, might disappoint Yulia in the future, turning a beautiful flower into something cast upon dung."
Chen Lan's words made everyone burst into laughter! Xiangxi pointed to himself and asked, "Little Basket, are you kidding me? With my handsome, dashing, and graceful appearance, how can I be considered an old man?"
Chen Lan retorted, "Little Watermelon, if you're over thirty and still not an old man, then are you a flower bud?"
Xiangxi was so annoyed that he stammered "you, you, you" for a long time. Finally, Xu Mingxuan intervened. Xu Mingxuan cleared his throat and said, "Alright! Little Watermelon, just let Lan'er have her way. Don't argue with her."
Xiangxi replied unhappily, "You always tell me to let her have her way. Why can't she let me have mine? Is it just because I'm the elder brother?"
At this, Sanmei Gugu chuckled and said, "Silly boy, you're going to be an uncle. Shouldn't you give in to Mila?"
Upon hearing Sanmei Gugu's words, Xiangxi was so excited that he stood up abruptly and exclaimed loudly, "Little Basket, is it true? I'm going to be an uncle again? How many this time?"
Chen Lan glanced at him and, with a touch of annoyance, blurted out, "Little Watermelon, how many? Do you think I'm a sow? Do you have to be so excited? So childish! It's not like you've never been an uncle before. Before long, you'll be a father. Now that's something to be excited about!"
As soon as Chen Lan finished speaking, everyone looked at her. It was then that Chen Lan belatedly realized she had said too much. She immediately corrected herself, "What I mean is, in a few months, Little Watermelon might become a father. Isn't that right?"
Everyone felt that made sense, and it was just a false alarm.
That night, the women crowded onto the kang in Xu Mingxuan's dorm. Xu Mingxuan and Xiangxi went to Er Zhuang's place.
Chen Lan, unaccustomed to so many people squeezing onto one kang, woke up early the next morning. As Chen Lan got up, she inadvertently woke Sanmei Gugu, who was a light sleeper. After the mother and daughter finished their ablutions, they made a pot of simple spicy soup and a batch of steamed buns made with two flours. Breakfast was ready.
While Sanmei Gugu went into the inner room to wake up Yulia and her sister, Chen Lan took the self-heating hot pot and self-heating rice prepared the previous night out of the system warehouse, box by box, and placed them by the windowsill.
By the time the sisters were ready, Xu Mingxuan and the others also arrived. After a hurried breakfast and tidying up, Er Zhuang went to drive the ox cart. Xu Mingxuan put the bedding from the kang into the kang cabinet, extinguished the fire in the stove, put out the kerosene lamp, and inspected every corner of the room. Then, holding Chen Lan's hand and with a large backpack on his back, he went out the door.
Chen Lan also wore a large backpack for convenience on the train. Xiangxi and the Yulia sisters each carried a woven basket. Only Sanmei Gugu carried a small bundle.
Er Zhuang escorted them to the train station and waved goodbye. Watching Er Zhuang's solitary figure driving the ox cart away, everyone felt a pang of sadness. Xu Mingxuan quickly reminded them, "Lan'er, let's go inside quickly! The train is about to depart, and we still need to buy Sanmei Gugu's sleeper ticket!"
Chen Lan said, "Mingxuan Ge, give the introduction letter to Little Watermelon. He'll definitely be able to sort it out."
With that, she took a small bag of things from her large backpack and handed it to Xiangxi.
Xiangxi happily took the introduction letter from Xu Mingxuan and the small bag from Chen Lan and walked towards the ticket window.