Fat Auntie paused for a moment, her face quickly filling with smiles, "Let Chuxia stay here for the next few days, then she can move back once it's all dry and tidy. She's weak as it is; she can't stay in that damp room any longer."
"I'll make more fires. Everything will be dry in two days. These few days, we'll just be imposing on you."
"Yulan, I don't like hearing that kind of talk," Fat Auntie said with displeasure. "What do you mean by imposing? Are you still mad that I didn't keep Chuxia here earlier?"
Zhao Yulan waved her hands hurriedly, "Fat Auntie, how could I not know what kind of people you and Gangshun are? There's also the old lady..."
Luo Gangshun interrupted Zhao Yulan, "My mother might not say pleasant things, but she's actually quite fond of Chuxia. You two just rest assured and let Chuxia stay here. When that room is aired out, then you can take Chuxia back home."
