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Awooo.
Xiao Bai licked the bloodstains from the corner of its mouth and called out for Da Huang and Xiao Huang, following Xu Li back. The large dog, Gas Can, lay on the ground panting heavily, tilting its head to watch the children running off. Its big eyes blinked helplessly before it got up and trudged back.
Gas Can really needed to lose some weight; just look at it gasping for breath.
The wife and daughter waiting in the yard finally relaxed when they saw Xu Li return. Eva patted the panting Gas Can, squatting down to shake its round body. The large dog stretched its tongue long and continued to huff: wheeze, wheeze.
Gas Can should just stay home from now on.
Xu Li kicked off his boots and rinsed his feet in the water basin. "It’s gotten too fat; don’t expect it to do anything anymore. Let’s just keep it like this."
Hearing him say that, everyone remembered that tigers didn’t live long!
Ah, haha.
Ivan yawned as he came out of the bedroom and saw his youngest son sitting on the sofa with half a watermelon, scooping it out while watching cartoons and giggling. Natasha was nearby, occasionally using a tissue to wipe her brother's mouth.
She turned to Ivan, who was rubbing his eyes, and smiled sweetly. "Daddy, you’re up!"
"Did your mother go to the market this morning?"
Ivan walked over and ruffled his eldest daughter's hair. She shook her head. "No, Mom went to the ranch with Aunt Bella to cut hay."
"Who bought the watermelon?"
Natasha wiped her brother's mouth and then scooped a piece of watermelon for herself. "Aunt Zhuoya brought it this morning—three watermelons for each family, plus some Xiang Gua and strawberries. She just brought me a bunch of grapes that I put in the fridge to freeze for tonight."
Ivan glanced at the time and covered Katyusha with a blanket as she continued sleeping. "What do you want for dinner? Daddy will make it."
"I want venison steak."
Natasha blinked her big eyes, her little mouth pouting slightly. "I’ve wanted it for a long time, but Mom won’t let me. We don’t have venison at home—only beef and pork left."
"Tonight we’ll have venison steak."
Ivan pinched his daughter's cheek playfully and cheerfully headed into the kitchen. He grabbed some Sara Meat and Sour Cucumber, layered them between two thick slices of Lava bread, drank a glass of milk, then prepared to head out with a simple sandwich. "Daddy's going to the ranch; keep an eye on your sister and brother. Don’t let them run off."
"Okay, Daddy."
Natasha lay on the sofa, watching her father leave before adjusting herself comfortably. Ivan’s role as a father far exceeded that of any other man; she couldn’t even remember what that man looked like—she only knew that Ivan was her true father!
Ivan drove to the open space outside Cattle Shed No. 1, parked the car, and found Valery and others resting there. He handed cigarettes to Old Russian and said, "Uncle, my daughter is clamoring for venison; could you ask around if anyone else needs some? We can pool together some money to buy one."
"I want it! I want it!"
Lafu cheerfully raised his hand first while looking at Old Father smoking. "Dad, Natasha is pregnant now, and Sister-in-law just had a baby; let’s get some venison to help them recover!"
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