Since she already knew the mountain path to go back, Xiao Wen called Fire Phoenix back.
But looking at the two of them, haven't Zhang Song and the others arrived yet?
At this moment, the wind carried the voices of the two talking…
The young man said in a muffled voice, "Fifth Uncle, are we going to get into big trouble this time?"
The middle-aged man sat in front of the shack by the field on the other side, took out his dry tobacco and smoked it, but didn't speak for a while.
To avoid drawing their attention, Gu Qiaoqiao and the others headed along the mountain path from the opposite side. Standing on the path, they finally heard the middle-aged man speak under the young man's urging, "Say nothing more. Whether it's fortune or misfortune, it's up to fate. Clearly, our village is destined to be punished. I've heard that growing this stuff is punishable by death. It's all up to whether the village chief elder can escape this disaster."
