"Mother, Grandfather is going to die! Sweetcake doesn't want Grandfather to die! If Grandfather dies, Sweetcake won't have a Grandfather anymore!"
The little packrat sat in her father's arms. Her big eyes were red, and tears were rolling down her face.
"How could Grandfather die? Didn't Mother tell Sweetcake? Grandfather just went home. If Sweetcake misses Grandfather, Mother will bring Sweetcake to look for him."
Yun Ran took the little packrat from Mo Beiyuan's arms and hugged her to comfort her softly.
The packrat cried sadly. When she spoke, she was a little out of breath. She did not know how long he had been crying.
"But Bang Bang told Sweetcake that Grandfather is going to die!"
As the packrat spoke, she burst into tears again. Her thick and curly eyelashes were filled with tears, and her big eyes were watery from crying. She looked extremely pitiful.
