"Sigh, Sister-in-law, hold it in. Take a deep breath…"
Seeing that she had calmed down, Xiaoguo was relieved. If she were to continue crying along the way, who knew what others would say? With these gossipy women, they were best at making a mountain out of a molehill.
"Zhuang Zhuang, is Mother crying because of me?"
Xiaohu turned around and asked Zhuang Zhuang with red eyes. "It's all my fault for making my mother cry."
"It's not your fault."
"Then who is to blame?" Xiaohu looked at Zhuang Zhuang expectantly, hoping that he could say a name so that he could blame the person.
"Blame, blame…" After thinking about it for a long time, he still couldn't come up with a name. Zhuang Zhuang reached out his chubby hand and scratched his head. That was true. Who could he blame?
"Forget it. Little children don't know anything." Xiaohu sniffled hard and blinked as he looked ahead. He was a child after all. He didn't know anything.
