The kids from the neighboring huts also heard the car's sound and came out. Ruan Hao felt truly relieved when he saw Shu Jiao nodding.
He turned and went back into the room, saw a few kids struggling under the lamp, and chuckled, "Alright, that's enough, bring over the best one you've made."
Little Fatty groaned, covered his face, and handed over one.
The others followed suit, but even after working hard all afternoon, the ropes they made barely passed muster and were nowhere near as good as Ruan Hao's.
But it didn't matter whether they were good or not. All Ruan Hao wanted to do was ease his sister's mind, and he too hoped that the other eight wouldn't be needed!
As soon as Ruan Jiaojiao ran out from the house, she saw all her brothers, and her parents and aunt were there, which made her freeze for a moment.
How could her dad's car fit so many people?
"Has our dear treasure been waiting anxiously?" Ruan JianGuo stepped forward, lifted Ruan Jiaojiao up in his arms.
