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"This is the place," Liu Jia found the door to the unit and pointed it out to her brother.
"Let's hurry up then," Shuanzi said, feeling some fear towards the dark building. Although he said they should go up, he grasped his sister's hand and didn't dare to rush out first.
When it comes to the unknown, people inherently feel fear.
"Hold on. Let's wait for our parents to get here," the sisters had run ahead and arrived before Li Xianglian and her husband.
"Hmph, country bumpkins," Aunt Sun muttered as she returned from grocery shopping and saw a group of kids dressed in raggedy clothes, carrying big and small bags—obviously rural folks who had come to the city to seek help from relatives. She passed by the children, snorting disdainfully through her nose to show her contempt.
The children all heard her comment, "Does she have a problem or what? We don't even know her," Shuanzi felt baffled. He didn't know this old woman, so why would she insult them?
