Xiao Qiang has always been a person who doesn't offend others unless he is provoked. He is not afraid of trouble, but he also doesn't want to cause trouble, especially now when what he needs is to maintain a low profile. After all, now is not the right time to create a spectacle.
"Ouch!"
Just as Xiao Qiang was lost in thought, he heard the little girl's cry again. Turning around, he saw that she stumbled again because of her sister. It was really too much trouble for a child of eight or nine years old to support another child of about ten years old.
Sighing, Xiao Qiang walked over and squatted down, saying to Zheng Xiujing, "You put your sister down. I'll carry her."
Picking up the girl who had already fallen into a semi-fainting state, Xiao Qiang made for the house.
