"Zicheng, you can pack up some stuff and carry your backpack on your back."
Upon hearing this.
Gu Zicheng felt a bit puzzled, but still did as told.
Upon opening the door to leave, planning to take them away.
But...
Creak.
The door across quietly opened.
The first thing to appear was a head, revealing the face of a middle-aged man when seen clearly.
When Gu Zicheng saw him, he was visibly scared, it was this man who had stolen their food.
His name was Qian Yi, their neighbor, who had long had a penchant for petty theft, had gotten into some trouble, and spent some time in, and after getting out, remained idle.
At the time of the knocking.
Gu Zicheng was a bit scared, but the man pretended to be pitiful, simply hoping to borrow a little bit of rice, and Gu Zicheng, moved by compassion, opened the door. Who would have known that this was like opening the gates of hell?
