The voices of Lin Shuo and Lin Yizhang came from above the cave.
"I'm here!"
Lin Yinan stood up, and by the light of the torch, the villagers tied another rope, while Lin Shuo and his son Lin Yizhang slowly climbed down from the cave entrance.
Putting the food issue aside, she went to Old Mrs. Zhao and Mrs. Zhang, and after a quick look, she realized they had been knocked unconscious from the fall, but had not broken any bones.
Lin Shuo and Lin Yizhang came down quickly, followed by two villagers holding knives.
"How are they?" Lin Shuo asked anxiously.
Lin Yinan said, "She fainted, but I checked and she didn't break any bones."
"Brother Shuo, let's hoist Aunt and Sister-in-law up first."
The two villagers who came with him said.
The group quickly tied Old Mrs. Zhao and Zhang up with ropes, pulled the ropes, and with the help of the villagers above, the two were soon hoisted up.
"Anan, you go up first."
Lin Shuo pulled over the rope that had been thrown down again and was about to tie it to Lin Yinan.
Seeing that they hadn't noticed the sacks they were standing on, Lin Yinan quickly reminded them.
"Uncle, wait a minute, didn't you notice something wrong with the ground?"
"Underfoot?"
After hearing her words, they stomped their feet hard.
"Is it sand?" the villager asked, puzzled.
"sack?"
Another villager exclaimed in surprise.
"Dad, it's millet!!" Lin Yizhang had already cut a slit in his palm, holding a handful of millet in his hand, and exclaimed with delight.
"My God! Where did all this food come from?"
"Thank God, we won't starve!"
Lin Shuo wept with joy.
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