Wang Daya's shoulder sagged as she was pulled, unable to dodge or shake it off, she could only say bitterly, "Mom, stop pulling my sleeve, it's almost torn off."
As her mother-in-law pulled her sleeve, Wang Daya heard the sound of fabric tearing.
A few more tugs like that and her sleeve would definitely not survive.
Mrs. Qi couldn't care less about that now, she hurriedly asked, "Did you hear it or not? Did I mishear it?"
Qu Laodi, who was beside her, said, "Mom, you didn't mishear, I heard it too, it was Manbao's voice."
"Really? Oh my precious Manbao!"
Once Mrs. Qi confirmed it was indeed the voice of her beloved granddaughter, she immediately screamed in terror.
She cried as she squeezed towards the direction of the cave, exclaiming, "Make way! Make way! I have to protect my granddaughter! Boohoo, Manbao, you must wait for grandma to come out!"
The cave was overcrowded, with people pressed against one another, making it hard to even turn around, let alone make space.
