Su Xiaoxiao took the child. "Palm lamp! The lighter is on the table!"
The man in white immediately lit the oil lamp and turned the wick to the brightest.
Su Xiaoxiao couldn't care less that she was only wearing a sleeping gown and hurriedly carried the twitching Wei Xiyue over.
"Daughter!"
Su Cheng rushed in with a butcher knife.
Su Xiaoxiao said, "Dad, we're on the same side. He brought a child here for a consultation!"
Su Cheng's butcher knife had already landed on the head of the man in white and the bamboo hat, and he almost couldn't take it back.
Su Xiaoxiao continued, "Dad, carry Dahu and the others over."
"Okay!"
Su Cheng scooped up the two little fellows, and the man in white went to help.
The two of them carried the three children to Su Cheng's room.
