The old man lived in a village about five or six miles away from the town; at this time, the market had not yet started, so there weren't many people leaving the village.
"Grandpa, those two brothers don't seem like bad people." Ten-year-old Ge Dan was very sensible, helping to pull the cart whenever his grandfather pushed it.
"Dandan, now bad people don't write 'bad person' on their faces, do they?" Ge Lao Han sighed, "Ermao from next door was taken away by someone, wasn't he? He still hasn't come back, and we don't even know… Ah… Dandan, remember, in the future, you must stay away from strangers. Grandpa only has you as family…"
"Don't worry, Grandpa, I definitely won't run off…" Ge Dan nodded, "I understand, when I grow up, I'll take good care of Grandpa…"
Comforted, Ge Lao Han smiled, and the two of them started down the main road towards a side path. If they passed through the small woods ahead, they would reach the village.
