Taking advantage of the chaos, Sima Yang and I split into two groups and climbed up from the stairs in both directions of the platform. Due to height issues, Sima Yang was responsible for rescuing Sima Qing who was hanging in the air, while I was responsible for being tied to a cross wooden stake.
Huxiang on the top.
After a period of intense work, we finally successfully rescued them.
After meeting under the platform, the wind was whistling under our feet, and we ran like arrows in the direction of Aunt Zhao's house.
Twenty minutes later, we arrived at Aunt Zhao's house successfully. The four of us staggered and sat in the yard, "huffing and puffing" and breathing heavily from exhaustion.
Aunt Zhao, who was collecting clothes, saw us and pushed the clothes in Uncle Zhao's hands. With a "swish" sound, she jumped over like an arrow, raised her fist and pointed at my and Sima Yang's heads.
"哐哐" means two punches![
After seeing Sima Qing and Hu Xiang, her fists froze in the air, and she unceremoniously rewarded each of them with a chestnut!
He cursed loudly and passionately: "You little bastard, where did you go wild yesterday?"
What a heavy attack! Aunt Zhao is indeed from the orangutan family!
I held my head that had been knocked out of the mushroom buds, with tears streaming down my face, and said pitifully: "I just... accidentally fell asleep outside..."
"Asleep?! How dare you let me fall asleep?!" Aunt Zhao's voice rose several times, and she dragged Sima Yang and I into the house one by one, threw it on the ground, and turned around and walked out!