C75 Ghost Village

"Mom!" a seven or eight-year-old boy called out as he rubbed his eyes.

The woman wiped away her tears and walked to the boy's side. "Little Black, be good. Mommy will cook for you now." He then looked at us, "You all can stay in my house for the time being."

I looked at Lin Fan. It seems like this is my only option for now. When we returned to the room we previously stayed in