Ma Laoliu nodded as a response, and then asked another question.

"I came up, thanks to Brother Daming and Brother Erming!"

The young man spoke excitedly, his gratitude overflowing.

If it weren't for the village chief's house tonight, many people in the village would have suffered.

"Da Ming and Er Ming are not here?"

Ma Laoliu glanced at the crowd and didn't see his two sons, so he asked casually.

"They are both in the cave next door right now!"

Someone responded before Wu Xiaopeng could.

The cave over there was smaller, but there was also a fire.

There are more than a hundred people in Majia Village, and one cave definitely cannot accommodate them all.

The old man was separated alone.

"Um!"

Ma Laoliu's brows were finally less furrowed and he breathed a sigh of relief.

I’m afraid if something happens and he’s not around, and his two sons have no experience, then it will be all over.

This time, it seems they did a pretty good job.

"Auntie, let me help you take the child off!"

Someone quickly stepped forward and helped Jiang Jinye untie the rope on her back and carry the child down.

"Sister-in-law, give me the things!"

Someone helped Tang Xiuying take down the packages one by one.

Even the clothes on the village chief were taken off by the enthusiastic young man.

"Come to the fire and warm yourself. Your clothes are all wet. Be careful not to catch a cold!"

At this time, several aunts and grandmas also came over to help carry things and pour hot water.

"Here's some hot ginger water, each of you have a drink!"

Jiang Jinye pulled the two children to the fire, took off their shoes, twisted their trouser legs, and then let the fire warm them.