The Road Home
Following Vitas's instructions, Zhang Heng slowed the car. The gray Lada rolled slowly past Aunt Soke's door. Fortunately, nothing everyone had feared happened. The little house was quiet, with barely any movement inside.
Though it was not yet evening, the sky had already begun to darken. Zhang Heng glanced toward the window. It was pitch-black there, the curtains tightly shut, and no one knew what the strange old woman named Sok was doing inside.
Zhang Heng looked for a moment longer when Snezana's voice came from behind him. "Let's go. We should get back early and have some grilled meat."
Zhang Heng gave a grunt and withdrew his gaze. Then he stepped on the accelerator, and the car began to pick up speed, leaving the cabin on the hillside behind them.
Zhang Heng and the Hostess spent a total of two days in the countryside. Besides hunting, they also went fishing by the river.
Snezana had originally been determined to show off in front of Zhang Heng. After all, hunting was a man's sport, and she had gone fishing with her grandfather from a very young age, so she was quite skilled at it.
But what she had not expected was that she could not beat him at fishing either.
Zhang Heng seemed to pick a spot at random, cast out his bait, and soon have a fish biting. By the end of the morning, Snezana looked at the fish in Zhang Heng's bucket, then at the fish in her own bucket. The Kyiv cutlet her grandmother had prepared suddenly no longer seemed appetizing.
"This is too unfair." Snezana tossed aside her fishing rod and protested, "Fine, you learn languages fast, but why are you so good at hunting and fishing too?"
"There isn't any trick