"Ah."
One of the elder women was the first to react.
"It's Dazhuang."
Their attitude toward Chu Dazhuang softened a lot, and they looked at Chu Dazhuang and spoke with a smile.
"Hmm."
Chu Dazhuang, hearing this, also nodded with a grin.
"It's me, what's wrong, big sister?"
"Haiya."
The woman heaved a sigh when she heard Chu Dazhuang's response.
"Don't even mention it."
As she got to this point, the woman's eyes were filled with resentment.
"Our village, in the past few days, has been plagued by a thief."
"A thief?"
Chu Dazhuang furrowed his brows in confusion and took a couple of steps forward, driven by curiosity.
"Then why not call the police?"
"We did, how could we not have called?"
Next to them, a woman who looked to be in her forties spoke, her eyes also brimming with anger.
After finishing her thought, the woman sighed deeply.
