The iron stove wasn't placed in the sleeping room; it was also for the children's safety.
Zhao Qingxiang taught the children how to light the stove. Actually, the central room was warm, and the room wouldn't be too cold.
Both large pots had water boiling, so the room could warm up quickly.
"Dad, all the corn has been ground into cornmeal. The food we brought is all in these three large jars. The meat and fat are also here."
"Hmm, your aunt prepared it all for you."
Now, the boys started cleaning; even the bedsheets were new. The bedding was in the cabinet, and there were new clothes, new cotton-padded clothes prepared for them.
"Aunt has done it all."
"You must study hard. Look at how your aunt and uncle have prepared for your education. They are very thoughtful." Zhao Qingxiang advised the children once more.
All of them nodded, even Zhao Xiaohong followed along. Zhao Qingxiang felt very relieved.
"Dad, I'll extract the oil now. Otherwise, it's pointless to burn the fire."
