Just as Ye Jiu straightened his body, basking in the sun against the wall, he saw Ye Qingzhi trip over something all of a sudden, and then her whole body, along with the basin of clothes, fell to the ground.
"Qingzhi, are you alright?" Ye Jiu hurried over, helped Ye Qingzhi up, and checked her carefully. The child was wearing clothes, which seemed fine, but her hand was scraped and bleeding.
"Auntie, it hurts..." Ye Qingzhi was able to bear it until Ye Jiu came over, perhaps because she was accustomed to it.
However, Ye Qingzhi didn't know why herself, but when she was held in someone's embrace and felt their concern, she couldn't help but become a bit affected and her tears began to flow uncontrollably.
"There now, auntie will put some medicine on it and it will stop hurting," Ye Jiu said as she helped her up, intending to go inside.
