Facing a child not even ten years old, to say something as tender as "you without a mother", how cruel is that?
Liu Xudong felt that he couldn't bring himself to do such a heartless deed, yet Xiao Ming said it as naturally as if losing a mother was as common and trivial as eating and drinking.
And Liu Zi'an clearly didn't understand the logic in his words, but he knew what "without a mother" meant. His little face flushed red, and tears started to accumulate in his eyes.
"Now, tell uncle again, where did that sister hit you?" Xiao Ming asked again.
"Sister... sister didn't hit me."
"Then why did you tell your mother she did?"
"Because I was scared. Sister is so fierce."
"Why is sister fierce?"
Liu Zi'an stopped talking, his little mouth pursed tightly, his eyes constantly looking towards his mother.
But his mother was crying over her disfigured face at the moment, with no mind to attend to him.
"Hmm, you can't answer this question, then uncle will ask another one."
