Zhang Linghan and Yao Changsheng abruptly stood up and stared at the brawny young man, asking in unison, "Xiao Xuan, what happened to our families? Why are you so panic-stricken?"
This young man named Xiao Xuan stopped in his tracks, took two heavy breaths, and said, "Uncle Zhang, Uncle Yao, something terrible has happened. Both of our aunts accidentally fell into the lake while coming back from washing clothes by the lake! Thankfully, Brother Zhang happened to be by the lake cleaning his game, and he managed to save them both. Right now, they're both unconscious; uncles, you should hurry back home to check on them!"
"What? Can such things really happen?" Zhang Linghan and Yao Changsheng exchanged a look, uttered a loud cry of anxiety, and without further ado, sprinted towards their homes.
At this moment outside the somewhat refined wooden cottages of the Zhang and Yao families, a cluster of villagers were sighing in distress.
