"He's a good kid, and the Yu family is still decent," Grandma Zhou said softly.
The two of them, being elderly, would often return from work exhausted, unable to do much around the farm. Tianqin had helped them out in many ways. Besides, the Yu family had suffered so much. His daughter-in-law had been ruined by those heartless people, and his wife had been angered to death. For all these years, it had just been father and son relying on each other to survive.
It seemed that if they could hold on a little longer, they might get out of here. Tianqin had two children who had been given away, and getting out would give them some hope. But now, with things as they were, he might not even live long enough to see his children one last time.
"Alright, after we finish eating, and once it's a bit darker, we'll go," Su Yijia decisively concluded.