Luo Qiao left the An Family's staff housing and took Stone toward the department store. The weather was on the verge of turning cold and Stone had grown quite a bit, so she thought about buying him some new clothes and shoes.
Stone walked silently for a while before looking at Luo Qiao, "Sister, are you angry at brother?"
Luo Qiao turned to Stone with a light smile, "Why should I be angry with him?"
Stone suddenly laughed, "So, it means sister is not angry, just disgusted by those two dirtying the newly furnished house brother worked so hard on."
Luo Qiao patted Stone, "Smart boy. It's just a pity how all that hard work cleaning up the house went to waste."
Stone beamed, "I was afraid you were mad at brother."
Luo Qiao looked at the department store across the street, "He didn't do anything wrong. I'd be foolish to take it out on him. Why should he be punished for someone else's mistake?"
