"Do you have something to say?"
Feng Yuan squatted down to look the other in the eye and asked. The frail little boy sized up Feng Yuan, glanced at Xiao Ji on Feng Yuan's head with some envy, then shook his head. Granny Mianlan sighed, walked over and said,
"Xiao Zhu, come here."
"You better hurry back, or Granny will get mad!"
Seeing Granny Mianlan's somewhat angry expression, Cen Chudie quickly pulled Feng Yuan out the door. After walking a while, they arrived at the edge of the village where Wen Yanrong, chin in hand, looked at the village and said,
"There's something strange about this village."
"What? Do you guys really want to investigate? Not afraid of making Granny angry?"
"Just walk around Granny's concerns— I noticed Granny and that Granny Yuan seem to be very good friends. Going in is like going back to your own home—"
Looking at the excited Cen Chudie, Feng Yuan shook his head and said,
"You can't seriously want to keep investigating, do you?"
