C476 I Can't Bear to Think about It

A week passed.

"He's coming."

"They're out …"

Inside the car, several pairs of eyes were staring at them.

Pingpo Village, it was early in the morning. A few old farmers habitually carried their hoes on their back and went down to work for the day.

At the same time, three other old men walked out of the village with bamboo baskets on their backs