The man quickly realized their ill intentions and instructed his wife to escape with the children from the back door. He would try to stall them in the meantime.
Panicking, the woman hurriedly followed what he had told her to do.
She ran to the children's room in her unkempt hair, picking up Youyou in one arm and Doudou in the other. She then woke Lingling up to escape through the back door with the three kids.
There was a hidden lane up the hills from the staircase behind the Zhao's house.
The night was dark with the breeze beating fiercely right at that time. The ferocious wind whipped their faces painfully!
Li Ru kept running blindly without checking the distance. As a woman who had grown up in a farm since young, her stamina was outstanding!
As the two boys were scrawny, they did not laden her arms with much weight.
However, as the girl was still young, she started to stumble and fall after running after her mother for a few miles on the mountainous road.
"Ah ma… ah ma, what happened? What's happening?" As she hurried behind her mother, she asked this frantically. Even though her legs were starting to cramp from running, she dared not tarry.
Youyou was silent all the way, lying on the woman's shoulder. From time to time, he would look in the direction of the Zhao's house. Premonition arose in his heart all of a sudden.
Had Mu Lianjue's hitmen caught up with him first?!
His heart was faintly disturbed. Clenching his pair of small hands tightly into fists, wet perspiration covered his palms.
The woman brought them to hide at an abandoned temple. It was eerily cold and rundown, having been deserted for a long time without stewardship. Sometimes, the children might come over here to play occasionally, but otherwise, it was desolate.
She took the children to a little room, placed the two down from her arms, and locked the door from inside. After which, she carefully studied the surroundings through the rickety window intermittently.
Youyou examined the exterior inside the place; he could see the thick layer of dust dancing in the air under the pristine moonlight.
Cobwebs had gathered in the four corners of the room due to neglect. A table, broken on one leg, laid carelessly at one side.
A musky smell greeted their noses.
The place was cold and damp. Lingling was frozen as she stood barefoot. She walked to her mother and tugged lightly at her sleeve, speaking through chattering teeth. "A-Ah ma, this place is dark; I'm scared…"
"Shhh! Don't make a sound!" She told her off sternly and then took an alert peek outside.
The boy lay shriveled in one corner, his mind churning fast and furious.
He did not know what had happened exactly. However, he remembered vaguely that he had heard a loud kick on the door and a gunshot in his half-asleep state!
He knew that something big had happened!
Sipping his lips, he glanced up at the woman to see terror written all over her face. She was heaving heavily from panic still.
He walked over and placed his little hand gently on her shoulder. This little action gave her great comfort and calmed her down somewhat.
"Auntie, what happened exactly?"