Their Own Fault

Zhou Junmin sighed as he said, "There's not anything we can do about it. We can only phone them before contacting the police to have someone deal with it. However, now that it's raining, there are fewer people around. The cops hadn't even arrived to apprehend that gang of miscreants. They'll get into trouble if they don't keep an eye on one of them. Well, they were asking for it. That place collapsed and buried their family.

"Save them first."

No matter how annoying and unruly the buried victims were, they still had to save their lives.

Lu Xingzhi removed his apron and said to Jiang Yao, who was walking out of the kitchen, "I have something urgent to do. Eat your dinner. Don't wait for me. If I'm not back by 10 o'clock, you might as well sleep first."

Then, Lu Xingzhi went to the kitchen to bring the dishes to the dining table. Then, he pulled Jiang Yao to sit down. "You must eat at least two servings."