It was during dinner in the evening that the two of them saw the enthusiastic aunt again.
And at the dinner table, there was her daughter, and an old man who was over eighty years old and unsteady when walking. The woman said that this was her husband. Her husband was killed by two tigers when he went hunting in the mountains five years ago.
They were bitten to death, and only their family of three was left, relying on the help of people in the village to survive until now.
The meal is very simple, just a few fish and two plates of vegetables.
During the meal, the old man didn't speak. Only the little boy peeked at the two of them from time to time, as if he was looking at something rare.
"How's it going? No one else is coming later?"
Lu Fan asked vaguely while eating his meal.
"Hey, where are they? Don't say they are coming again. Many people have already run away. I really don't know what happened."
The woman had a look of loss on her face, and she looked helpless.
"Ran?"
Akko put down the bowl and chopsticks and asked subconsciously: "What do you mean? Are you saying that all the people who entered the mountain are walking out of the mountain?"
"Yes, several batches have left. I don't know what happened. They were all in a panic when they left. It made me feel very anxious. It's strange."
Akko didn't speak, but his face didn't look good.
"Isn't it possible that someone got there first and took the things away?"
She whispered, then looked at Lu Fan with murderous eyes.
If it weren't for Lu Fan, she wouldn't have waited all afternoon in this dilapidated house. As a result, the things were taken away in advance, which made it difficult for them to arrive for so long, but they didn't get anything.
"Then will the check-out money be refunded after they leave?" Lu Fan continued to ask as if he didn't see it.