Yu's mother noticed that both her husband's and second son's expressions were grim, and she panicked: "Could it really be that they're here looking for her?"
Before they could answer, she stood up abruptly: "Are we in trouble?"
Yu's father took a small basket with tobacco leaves from the bed's headboard, tore off a small piece of paper, rolled a cigarette for himself, packed the tobacco tightly, struck a match to light the cigarette, took a deep drag and exhaled before speaking: "Don't panic just yet. It's not certain that they're here for her."
He took a few more deep drags, then looked at his second son: "Don't tell anyone else in the family about this. Also, don't engage in anything else over the next few days. Go out and find out more about this."
Yu Shuosheng nodded: "Alright, I'll go have a chat with my buddy tomorrow."
With the matter settled, Yu Shuosheng finally stepped out of the room.
