With newfound confidence, the village chief gradually straightened his bent back.
His expression also became even more gloomy.
He then gave a signal with his eyes to a middle-aged man standing by his side.
After checking the surroundings, the village chief made a few strange gestures with his hand, which the middle-aged man understood perfectly.
The man took advantage of the distraction and went ahead.
Then he started running, shouting something in the village dialect as he ran, but Gu Qiaoqiao couldn't understand a single word.
Obviously, Xiao Wen and Ling Nan couldn't understand either, but a few minutes later, they saw some old men carrying hoes and batons, while some old women either held their children or led them, staggering and wailing as they rushed towards the threshing ground.
