Siheyuan: I am the God of Cooking, and all the birds are crying with envy!

On that seemingly ordinary but destined to be turbulent day, Ying Bao's disappearance was like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, instantly stirring up a thousand waves. The moment He Yuzhu heard the news, he felt his brain "buzzing" and it seemed as if the world was spinning.

He almost collapsed on the land that he was so familiar with.

But he understood that if he collapsed at this moment, there would be no hope for the child, so he supported his shaky body and tried to calm himself down.

He Yuzhu took a deep breath, but the breath trembled violently in his throat.

He tried his best to make his voice sound calmer, and shouted to the villagers who had gathered around him, their faces full of concern and anxiety: "Dear villagers, Yingbao and Xiaomeizi are missing. These two children are the darlings of our village.

Let's divide into groups and search from house to house from the beginning to the end of the village. We must not miss even the most hidden corners or the smallest gaps."

The villagers nodded one after another and quickly and orderly divided into several groups. A race against time carpet search began.

He Yuzhu led a group of people personally. They rushed into every room like a whirlwind, anxiously and panickily checking under the bed and in the closet, shouting the children's names at the top of their lungs: "Yingbao, Xiaomei, where are you? Come out quickly!"

Although He Yuzhu tried his best to suppress it, there was inevitably a hint of trembling in his voice, which revealed the fear and worry deep in his heart.

However, after a carpet search, the entire village fell into deathly silence and nothing was found.

He Yuzhu's forehead was covered with beads of sweat that kept rolling down his cheeks. His eyes were full of anxiety and despair, as if he was in an endless dark abyss and could not find a glimmer of hope.

At the same time, in a corner of the village, He Yushui curled up alone in the corner, like a wounded animal.

Her eyes were empty and dull, and she just kept mumbling to herself, her voice was low and hoarse, as if she was wailing from the depths of her soul: "I am the one who harmed them, how could I be so stupid?

What is the meaning of my living? Only by dying can I atone for my sins.

He Yuzhu returned home exhausted both physically and mentally, and the first thing he saw was He Yushui, who was in a daze and looked like a dead tree.

A surge of anger suddenly surged in his heart, but when this anger saw his sister's desperate and helpless eyes, it was quickly drowned by deep heartache.

He walked forward slowly, his footsteps so light as if he was afraid of disturbing the fragile dream, and whispered: "Yushui, don't be like this, we are not at the end of our rope yet, we must not give up."

When He Yushui heard her brother's voice, she slowly raised her head. Her movements were slow and mechanical, as if she had used up all her strength.

She looked at He Yuzhu, and tears instantly burst out like a flood: "Brother, I was really wrong, so wrong.

There is no point in my living any more. I just want to be with those two poor children. Maybe that will atone for my sins."

He Yuzhu was startled. He stepped forward and held He Yushui's shoulders tightly with both hands. The force seemed to force his belief and strength into her body: "Yushui, what nonsense are you talking about! This is just an accident, not your fault.

We will definitely find them. As long as we are still alive, we can't give up.

If you dare to die, I will never forgive you in this life. How can I face my parents in the underworld?"

He Yuzhu shouted loudly, his voice echoing in the small space with unquestionable determination.

He Yushui was shocked by He Yuzhu's roar. She stared at her brother blankly, her lips trembling. Thousands of words were on her lips, but she was choked by endless sadness and could only let the tears flow freely.

At this time, Xu Xinyue hurried over. Her eyes were still calm, but beneath that calmness lay deep fatigue and heart-wrenching worry.

She said to He Yuzhu: "Brother Zhuzi, we can't find it in the village. We have to think of ways outside the village, look for it on those small roads, in the woods, and by the river. I'm afraid it will take too long..."

She didn't say the rest, but the unspoken words were like a heavy lead block, hanging in everyone's heart.

He Yuzhu gritted his teeth, and the sound of his clenched teeth was particularly clear in the silence: "Xinyue is right, we will split into two teams, one team will continue to review the village and not miss any clues.

A team will follow me to search outside the village, even if it means searching every inch of land."

In the woods outside the village, He Yuzhu and the villagers trudged through the dense and slightly eerie woods.

The dead branches and leaves under their feet rustled as they shouted their children's names at the top of their lungs, while staring wide-eyed to check for any suspicious signs.

"There are no footprints around here. Could it be that he didn't come from this side?" a villager said with a puzzled look on his face, with confusion and helplessness in his eyes.

"No matter what, we're going to search everywhere."

He Yuzhu's voice was firm and persistent, echoing in the woods like a huge bell, and his voice was full of determination to not give up until the child was found.

In the village, He Yushui, accompanied by Xu Xinyue, also cheered himself up.

She dragged her heavy feet and walked back into the rooms, her trembling voice full of guilt and expectation: "Did you really not see the child?

Didn't you hear anything? Even a little clue would be great."

An old lady looked at He Yushui's pitiful appearance and sighed deeply: "Yushui, we are also helping to look for him. Don't worry too much. The child will be lucky. Maybe he will come back soon."

When He Yushui heard this, tears welled up in her eyes again and she couldn't control herself: "Grandma, it's all my fault. If I had been more careful, this wouldn't have happened."

Xu Xinyue patted her back gently, the action was gentle but full of power: "Yushui, stop blaming yourself. The only thing we have to do now is to find the child. Nothing else matters."

As time passed mercilessly, the sky gradually darkened, and the darkness spread rapidly like a tide, enveloping the entire village, but there was still no trace of the child.

He Yuzhu dragged his exhausted body back to the village. Seeing He Yushui's extremely desperate eyes, his heart felt like it was being grabbed by a sharp knife again.

"Brother, what should we do? It's dark now, what will happen to the child..." He Yushui didn't dare to say out that terrible thought. The unspoken words filled the air with suffocating fear.

He Yuzhu clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white from the force. "No, let's light torches tonight and continue searching. I don't believe that two children can be hidden without a trace in this vast world."

The village at night was illuminated by the dancing flames of torches. None of the villagers complained; there was only determination and perseverance in their eyes.

They continued to shout and search in the darkness, and their voices intertwined in the night sky into a symphony full of hope and love.

He Yushui followed behind the team. Her steps were heavy and weak. The guilt and fear in her heart followed her like a shadow. Every step she took seemed like a desperate fight with the demons in her heart.

"Yingbao, Xiaomeizi, please come out quickly and stop scaring us."

He Yushui's cries echoed in the night sky, carrying with them endless sorrow and despair. The sound seemed to be able to penetrate the darkness and reach the corner where the child was.

However, a whole night of searching still yielded no results.

When the dawn light quietly sprinkled on the village land, everyone was exhausted, but there was still a hint of unwillingness in their eyes.

Just as everyone was preparing to take a short break and continue searching, a villager came running over with a pair of small red shoes in his hand. He said in a panic, "This... This was found in the bushes outside the village. It looks like it belongs to Xiao Meizi."

He Yuzhu took the small shoes, his hands trembling constantly, his face turned pale in an instant, and his voice trembled a little: "This...what's going on? Where are the children?"

The appearance of this pair of red shoes was like dropping a bomb into the already tense atmosphere, instantly making everyone's heart rise to their throat.

It's like a mysterious signal, indicating that there are more unknown secrets behind the child's disappearance.

It also laid a deep foreshadowing for the subsequent story, making people worry about the safety of the children.

I don’t know what kind of thrilling experience is waiting to be revealed behind this pair of shoes.