"What's in here?"
While Han Xiaoyun was fighting the shadowy figure, Han Fengyun heard the commotion and quickly ushered the little ones into the courtyard.
Just as he was about to go out and help Han Xiaoyun, Han Xiaoyun walked in carrying a burlap sack.
He opened the sack, and inside was a five or six-year-old child!
The people in the kitchen noticed the commotion outside. Xue Ying took a look and exclaimed, "Isn't that Aunt Zhang's little grandson?"
As Han Xiaoyun was explaining what had happened, the shouts of several people came from outside. Xue Ying hurriedly carried the child out the door.
Aunt Zhang had only turned her back for a moment when her little grandson disappeared. The recent surge in missing children came to her mind, and she immediately panicked.
Seeing her unconscious grandson and hearing Xue Ying's explanation, she was moved to tears with gratitude.
