I am a literary giant in Russia

Chapter 47: Cheek Kiss and Long-Awaited Reunion

Normally, it would be a very happy thing to see his mother and sister whom he had not seen for a long time. However, when Mikhail, who was chatting with people in the apartment in the living room, saw the two figures engraved in his memory, without waiting for Mikhail to take any action, the two rushed towards him together with a passionate and happy shout.

Then, in front of everyone, Mikhail's mother and sister hugged him tightly in their arms, crying, laughing, and kissing him continuously.

Although he was somewhat confused, some emotion surging from deep within his heart made Mikhail hug the two of them involuntarily, and then he responded with a slightly awkward kiss on the cheek.

It is worth mentioning that the cheek kiss is a relatively old etiquette in Russia, and its origin is basically influenced by the Orthodox Church.

In Russian Orthodoxy, kissing is a symbol of love for those close to you, and it is often used in various Orthodox rituals, such as during the recitation of the prayer "I will love you, Lord!" and when the priest touches the Eucharist with his lips. Baptized people are kissed in church after receiving Holy Communion.

In general, the traditional Russian kiss is three kisses on the cheek, from right to left. The reason for three kisses is that three is a very sacred number in Christianity, such as the Trinity of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit, and the three changes of Jesus' image.

The three crosses at the place where Jesus was martyred, etc.

Originally it would have been normal, but when it came to the medal king and medal wholesaler Lao Bo, he fully demonstrated his scientific research spirit and changed the three kisses on the face to two kisses on the face first, and the last one was a passionate kiss to express his sincere feelings.

As for how passionate this kiss was, let me put it this way, Tito's mouth was bleeding from his kiss, and Castro's beard was kissed off several times by him. Moreover, such passionate kisses do not distinguish between men and women. A lot of famous people have experienced Lao Bo's passionate kisses. Later, Britain's Margaret Thatcher was almost kissed like this, but fortunately she cleverly avoided it.

But I have to say that Lao Bo is also a principled person. He never actively kisses people from capitalist countries. But once, the president of the United States suddenly kissed him, and Lao Bo was very angry. It is probably because he felt that he was left with a capitalist kiss mark, and he felt that he was not clean...

Of course, when the relationship is good, you can still kiss each other, so Lao Bo and Carter also had a pretty passionate kiss later.
Mikhail can only say that fortunately he will not live to that age, otherwise the shadow of old age will really come.
Finally, Mikhail decided that once he became famous, he would leave a mark in Russian history: "Kissing on the cheek is only allowed, not on the mouth."

People may find it baffling at first, but it’s just like the saying “cultural workers must be cultured”; who knows, it might backfire and hit someone in the head someday…

At this moment, these thoughts only flashed through Mikhail's mind, and he was more immersed in the surging emotions of reunion after a long separation.

When the three of them finally calmed down a little, Mikhail's mother spoke incoherently: "Dear Misha, God bless you! I am so happy to see you doing so well. Only God can understand my feelings at this moment!

Your novel was published in the Fatherland Chronicle, right? Were your novels called "Poor People" and "Thirst for Sleep"? Dunya and I, right there in the cafe, listened to the story and, without a second thought, rushed over to the gentlemen and demanded the author's name.

"You are the author who could not have written better, aren't you, my dear Misha? Your first and last name are exactly the same! How could such a coincidence happen?"

"It's my mother." Seeing that Pulcheria looked like she was about to faint, Mikhail nodded quickly and said, "It was just announced two days ago. Why didn't you let me know you were coming? I could have come to pick you up."

"It's really you, Misha! We've been looking all the way here, and the whole of St. Petersburg is talking about you!" Perhaps because she was too excited, the old woman's words were of course a bit exaggerated, but looking at this old face that was crying and laughing, Mikhail said nothing, just hugged the excited old woman and nodded over and over again. As for Mikhail's sister, this usually quiet and thin girl, her face was also flushed with excitement at this moment. One hand firmly grasped Mikhail's arm, and after a while, she finally said in a trembling voice with tears in her eyes:
"Dear brother, mom and I are so proud of you! You will be a great writer! Then we will be the mother and sister of a great writer!"

"No, you're talking about the wrong sister." Mikhail wiped away the poor girl's tears and replied in a voice that was slightly trembling, even he himself did not notice: "I am the son of dear Pulcheria and the brother of dear Dunya."

When the intense emotions of the reunion finally subsided, Mikhail greeted the other people in the apartment with a slight apology, and then walked back to his small room with his mother and sister.

Before they could worry about where they would live, Mikhail said with a smile, "I'm going to move somewhere else in a few days. I haven't had time to tell you in the letter yet, but I can earn at least 60 rubles for each article I write now! As long as I keep writing for a while, I might become rich soon."

Well, let me brag a little first...

Hearing what Mikhail said, the mother and daughter, who were indeed a little surprised by Mikhail's living environment, looked at each other, and thought about the grand scene they saw on the streets of St. Petersburg during the day. In the end, they believed Mikhail's words.

But even so, Pulcheria couldn't help but mutter, "It's time to change, dear Misha. If you live in a place like this for too long, you're definitely not going to be in a good mood! You might even get sick after a while! Take care of yourself. You still have a bright future..."

While Pulcheria was chattering, Mikhail's sister first looked around the small room, and then quietly cleaned up the room.

Although the old maid Nastasia was responsible for cleaning the rooms of the tenants in the entire apartment, she certainly couldn't be so meticulous. Sometimes she even cleaned a mess, just putting everything in one place.

This quiet girl was very organized when she packed up. After she cleaned up bit by bit, the room seemed to become a lot more spacious visually. The things that Mikhail had placed haphazardly were also sorted and placed in the appropriate places.

When they finally put down their work and sat down, the old maid Nastasya brought three cups of tea with the landlord's consent. The moment she put them down, she heard the beautiful girl say:
"Brother, I can see that you don't know how to live. Maybe you should find someone to take care of you."

Mikhail: “?”

It seems like my sister is urging me to get married...

"I agree with you, my dear lady." After hearing what Mikhail's sister said, the old maid held back for a long time, but in the end she couldn't help but gossip, so she subconsciously said:
"How can such an outstanding young man stay at home all day long? Even if he occasionally interacts with people, the people who come to his house and the people he goes out to meet are all men. How can men take care of him? Oh no, maybe some men can."

After hearing these words, Mikhail's mother and sister were obviously stunned for a moment. After they reacted, they all looked at Mikhail.

Mikhail: “???”

It all sounds true, but why does it feel so wrong when put together?
(End of this chapter)