The child pointed ahead.
Following his direction, the family saw someone who had fallen off a bicycle.
"You want me to go help?" Li Qiao stepped forward.
With the support of Qin Jin's arm, the child kicked his legs enthusiastically, "Mama, Mama," he struggled for a bit, "Juice!"
Qin Jin: "Juice? Juice what? I don't understand."
Li Qiao stopped: "Are you trying to say 'let's go'?"
"Mhm." The child pointed in another direction.
While the three of them were focused on the child, someone had already helped the fallen bicyclist up—it was an old man.
After the old man shakily stood up and the person helping him propped up the bicycle, he grabbed the helper: "Young man, why did you knock me down?"
The young man was baffled.
The old man loudly made a fuss, drawing attention.
Li Qiao looked over and realized why the child had said to leave, predicting she would be wrongly accused if she went over.
