Jiang Yi's aunt left the group of women and walked alone towards the west end of the village.
She thought to herself that Jiang Yi had been taken away, so her son should have come out by now.
However, as time ticked by second by second, she still hadn't seen Da Qiangzi come out of the woods, which inevitably made her anxious.
After a while, she couldn't wait any longer and crossed the crop field by herself to enter the woods.
It took a long time for the aunt to find the spattered bloodstains on the grass.
Following the bloodstains deeper into the woods, she finally stopped in front of a small grassy slope.
From a distance, she saw Da Qiangzi lying on the ground as if he were asleep.
Joy mixed with heartache, she thought: My son must be exhausted; he fell asleep right there. When I get back, I'll kill a chicken to make him a good meal.
With a joyful heart, the aunt approached where Da Qiangzi lay.
Half of Da Qiangzi's face was buried in the grass, indistinct.