The moon had risen over the treetops. It was the fifteenth of the lunar month, and the bright, clear moonlight bathed the An family's small courtyard.
"An Ning, what time is it?"
An Sancheng, who had been quiet the whole time, finally spoke up. An Ning glanced at her watch. "8:47."
"Sigh—"
An Sancheng sighed and stood up, still feeling uneasy.
"Guoqing, let's go meet your brother. He might be on his way back already."
"Alright!"
An Guoqing had been wanting to go for a while but hadn't known where to search. He immediately agreed now that An Sancheng had spoken up.
"I'm going too."
An Ning stood up, meeting An Sancheng's eyes directly.
"Alright. Grab a flashlight. Let's go."
The three of them grabbed flashlights, and An Ning wheeled out her bicycle.
"Dad, I'll take the bike. I'll be faster that way."
An Sancheng gave her a worried look, but An Ning immediately said, "Dad, I've killed several wild boars before. I'll be fine."
