On the mountain, Aunt Tian had already cried herself into a tearful mess.
Ever since she discovered Shi Xiaohua was missing, the tears streamed down her face without stopping.
"Xiao Hua! Xiao Hua, where are you!"
She cried and shouted in all directions, hoping to get some response from Shi Xiaohua.
However, in the lush and damp forest, there were no responses other than the repeated calls of "Shi Xiaohua."
Aunt Tian anxiously walked in another direction and, caught off guard, tripped over the dead branches in the shadows.
The villagers who were gathering mushrooms with her quickly stepped forward to help her up.
"Aunt Tian, don't worry just yet. There are so many of us looking for Xiao Hua, she will surely be fine!"
"Yes, yes! Xiao Hua is such a well-behaved child. She might already be on her way back."
Everyone chimed in to comfort her.
A few people dispersed not far away, loudly calling out Shi Xiaohua's name.
Everyone was actively and diligently helping in the search.
