Chen Meng'er and Chen Haoguo put down the things in their hands. They stood up from their chairs and followed Chen Haoxuan to the door.
Chen Meng'er already knew who was knocking on their door.
Chen Haoguo, on the other hand, pulled his sister's hand and walked to the door, he whispered, "Who is it, knocking on our door at this time?" The adults in the village usually wouldn't knock on their door at this time, because they knew that none of the adults in their family were at home.
As for their friends in the village, they wouldn't knock on the door like this. They were probably shouting outside the door.
When Chen Meng'er and Chen Haoguo arrived at the door, Chen Haoxuan had just opened the door. Two strange men, one thin and one fat, stood at the door in front of Chen Haoxuan. They did not have a friendly expression on their faces. He forcefully swallowed the words that he wanted to ask.
"Little Xuan, who is it?" Chen Haoguo asked.
