"Xiao Nuan, stop dawdling, let's hurry up and pick up the children." Everyone urged her anxiously.
“The children are underground,” she said, pointing to the ground.
"Xiao Nuan, are you alright?" Ye Mei thought her daughter had gone crazy from excessive grief, so she reached out to touch her forehead.
"Oh, Mom, I'm alright. The children are really underground." She turned around and gathered all the sheets and blankets from the yard into her arms.
“Xiao Nuan is acting strange. Mo Ran, why don’t you go and see what she’s up to?” Zhang Yulan’s newly rekindled hope was dashed again. She thought Xiao Nuan was just imagining things and that’s why she thought the children were alright.
"Xiao Nuan, what are you doing?" Xiao Moran stepped forward and pulled her.
"Here, help me cover up the iron gate so that no one outside can see what the people in the yard are doing." She stuffed the bed sheet into his hands. "This time, we wronged Xie Zhi. It was he and Lan Guangxue who saved the children. They dug a basement in the outbuilding, and the children and Lan Guangxue are in the basement."
"Are you out of your mind?" Xiao Moran glanced at the corner. "They're trying to dig a basement under the storage shed. Do you think they can hide it from us?"
"It's true. The police called me. Xie Zhi told them this himself." Su Xiaonuan had no choice but to keep it brief. "Quick, get them up here first. There's no food down there, they're probably starving."
The couple grabbed the bed sheets and duvet covers and draped them over the iron gate, instantly separating the outside from the inside.
Once resurrected, Su Xiaonuan was lively and energetic again, assigning tasks to everyone: Aunt Chen went to cook, Ye Mei went to find clean clothes for the children, and Zhang Yulan went to prepare bathwater for the children.
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