Before long, two mule carts from the village chief's house arrived.
Boss Zhang also arrived, driving his horse-drawn cart.
The entrance to the village was packed with carts and people.
Not only were those leaving gathered here, but even those staying behind had crowded around to watch the commotion.
Most of them were filled with utter panic.
Seeing these families packing up their entire households, taking everything they owned to leave, those staying behind suddenly wondered if they were making a mistake. Perhaps they should be leaving with them.
Hu Zi was being pulled aside by a few of his playmates. "Hu Zi," one asked, "when you leave, when will you come back?"
Hu Zi shook his head. "Dad didn't say. I don't know."
A little boy burst into tears, hugging Hu Zi tightly. "I won't let you go! If you leave, I'll have no one to play with."
Hu Zi started crying too. "WAHHH... It's my dad who wants to leave. I don't want to leave either."
