"Yes. You take the left room and I'll take the right." Lin Jiao ran back and forth twice before finally unpacking all her clothes.
She sat on the sofa in the living room with Pei Zhi and waited for the long night to end. "Uncle, is Ven Olle a local?"
"No." Pei Zhi crossed his legs and told her about Ven Olle.
Lin Jiao crossed her legs too. "He's quite outstanding. He knows a lot of languages."
"Indeed." Pei Zhi played with the cigarette box. After getting her approval, he lit a cigarette. "How many languages do you know?"
"Two. English and Russian."
"Russian? Did your grandfather teach you that?"
"Yes." Lin Jiao picked up two throw pillows and placed one behind each of their backs. "He's been there before."
"Then he must have gone there with my father and the others."
"The others?"
"Including Old Master Chu."
Pei Zhi adjusted his sitting posture and said, "They taught me and Chu Yuzhou Russian too."
