It wasn't until the break of dawn that Nanzhi finally heard some noises outside the door again.
Two men pushed the door open and were startled to see all six people inside the firewood room staring straight at them.
"You, you all woke up so early?"
One darker-skinned man stuttered.
The initially defensive look in Lin's mother's eyes paused, why did these bandits look different from what she had imagined?
Though they harbored suspicions, they did not let their guard down.
The younger bandit paused when he saw Nanzhi, scratched his head, and then placed the basket he was carrying on the ground.
"This, this is your morning meal, you all eat."
After he spoke, he quickly pulled the darker man to leave.
"Our children, where have you taken them?"
Nanzhi watched as they began to leave and hurriedly asked.
The dark-skinned man stopped, turned to look at them, and then said, "Don't worry, the three kids are all fine, and your men too, hurry up and eat."
