Li Qingyin knelt on the ground and grabbed Li Qingyu's clothes as she begged. She cried bitterly, her face filled with tears.
Beside her was a man in his thirties. He was dressed in rough clothes and his hair was slightly messy. He was also kneeling on the ground.
Behind the man stood four fierce-looking thugs. They were tall and muscular, looking very fierce.
Beside them knelt a 13-year-old boy and a five-year-old girl. The two children cried and wiped their tears. They were afraid and sad.
Li Qingyu was very flustered and did not know what to do.
Chu Rong and the others were working in the fields now. There was only Li Qingyu and Shen Ruyue at home, so they could not deal with such a situation.
When Li Qingyu saw Chu Qingzhi, his nervous heart immediately calmed down. "Qingzhi."
Chu Qingzhi walked up to Li Qingyu and turned around to look at them. "Mother, what happened?"
