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Daria assured them, "Don't worry, in our village, what Makarov says goes. No one will dare to bully you. Moving into this house means you are one of us. Unless you find a man and start a new family, the villagers won't disturb you."
"One of us? What does that mean?" Lana asked, her curiosity piqued. Noticing the awkwardness between the two, she quickly apologized and added, "Where's the restroom? I need to freshen up."
"Oh, just go outside, turn right, and it's diagonally across," Daria replied.
Following Daria's directions, Lana exited the bedroom and walked down the short hallway. She suddenly paused in front of a door, as sounds from within were somewhat jarring.
Though young, Lana had learned a lot from her experiences in society. Like a resilient weed growing through cracks in the pavement, she had gathered plenty of useful information. For instance, she knew that the woman living here had some unclear connection with the village chief.
Before long, news spread throughout the village that the woman who had nearly frozen to death at the Village Chief's House had moved into Daria's courtyard, signifying her acceptance by the chief's family. From the second morning after moving in, Lana would appear punctually at Xu Li's courtyard with her child.
She borrowed Daria's phone to call and have them open the door. Carefully placing Katyusha, wrapped like a little caterpillar, onto the sofa, she noted that although the tigers looked fierce, they hadn't flinched or gotten angry when Natasha poked them last night; they seemed accustomed to their presence.
Natasha was responsible for looking after her sister while also petting Dahua the cat. Watching their mother busying herself around the house, perhaps because she had woken up too early or still felt a lingering warmth inside her, Natasha eventually dozed off on top of Little White.
Little White glanced at the two Little Ones in her embrace and gently shifted her body. She used her large paw to pull Natasha closer to her belly, curling up into a circle to prevent them from rolling off the sofa. Once comfortable, she rested her big head on her paw and quietly observed the new woman sweeping and preparing breakfast in the kitchen.
After Anna got out of bed with messy hair and saw Lana busy in the kitchen and then glanced at the freshly cleaned floor, she frowned and called her older brother: "Tell me honestly, what’s up with this woman? She started cleaning and preparing breakfast before dawn on just her second day here. Even maids aren’t this diligent."
"Uh... well..." Ivan mumbled sleepily as he leaned against his bedside table and lit a cigarette. "Isn’t it good? You have an extra free maid now. Why aren’t you happy about it?"
"Oh? Yesterday you wanted Misha to take care of her; now you're saying having a maid is great? Your opinions change so quickly!" Anna retorted coldly over the phone.
Hearing his sister's sarcastic tone made Ivan’s eyelids twitch. "Alright, alright! It was all my arrangement. I sent Lana over; she's quite pitiful. Her man is locked up; I couldn’t do anything about it. Just last month he was transferred to another prison where I can't reach him."
"I couldn't get rid of her man directly or let him out for revenge. If you all get close to her and help Lana divorce him while telling him she’s with a rich guy in Saint Petersburg living a good life, he’ll direct his anger towards Lana instead. That way Zhuo Ya and Irina will be out of trouble."
"This is the second time now! The second time!" Anna exclaimed, feeling overwhelmed. "First it was Daria’s crew; now it’s Lana! Are you even my real brother? Always pushing women onto your brother-in-law! Do you think Eva and I have no temper?"
"Alright, alright! If you're unhappy with this arrangement, I can ask Boyka for help; that should work," Ivan replied, feeling his own frustration mounting.
He hadn’t expected that as he grew older he would become softer-hearted and unable to bear such painful scenes. Exhaling a puff of smoke, he said, "Misha doesn’t just jump on any woman he sees; just have him introduce a man in the village."
"You wait there, stinky Ivan!" Anna huffed.
Listening to his sister's annoyed tone on the line made Ivan roll his eyes. "Can you really hit your own brother? How many women has Makarov been with? I haven’t seen you throwing yourself into despair over that; all that's left is your stubbornness!"
Awakened by their conversation, You Ya rolled her eyes at her husband’s words before getting up to head to the restroom.
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