The chubby child was covered in dirt, soaked to the bone, and though visibly uninjured, he was sobbing uncontrollably.
In just a brief moment, he had experienced the darkest hour of his life.
He cried out for his mother.
Seeing her large child in this situation, his mother, paler than ever, rushed over and picked him up.
"Where are you hurt?"
"They, they...." The chubby child stuttered, pointing at the boy and girl twins.
For such a big child, it would be quite difficult to describe a situation, and unsurprisingly, the story was not entirely clear.
"How could you bully your big brother?!" The older mother felt sorry for her child and reprimanded the twins.
"He asked for it." Bobo said.
Suizi walked over and crouched down to talk to the children.
"What happened?"
"He pulled Luoluo's braids with his hand and threw sand at me. He pulled her braids three times and threw sand four times." Bobo, usually not talkative, provided a lucid, logical account of events.
