C103 (1/2)

This was the only feeling Mu Xiaoxi had.

Lin Shumo hurriedly carried Mu Xiaoxi who was on the ground. This brat's pants were also broken, it seemed that he fell quite heavily.

”Mom, don't speak so much. Xiaoxi didn't do it on purpose, and he's in so much pain from the fall.”

Lin's Mother looked at the bruises on her white calves. She knew she was being overly concerned about something, so she curled her lips in embarrassment.

”Alright, grandma will take you to buy some clothes first before coming back to eat, okay?” Lin's Mother held his grandson's hand and comforted him.

”En, then what about Xiaoxi?” Hearing that he could wear new clothes again, Lin Yuqian stopped crying. He didn't blame Xiaoxi in the first place, but his most beloved clothes had been dirtied, and he couldn't help feeling a little sad.

Then grandma can also bring Xiaoxi along to buy them. It just so happens that each of you can wear one.

”No need, I'll bring Xiaoxi back first,” Lin Shumo immediately rejected this suggestion, ”It's better for a boy to not be too delicate.”

He said his last sentence in a small voice and left.

It's not proper for a boy to cry over a piece of clothing, and there's nothing to be surprised about.

Hearing Lin Shumo's words, Su Yuyan became anxious, he ignored his own image and scolded his own son: ”Little Treasure, what are you doing, isn't it just a piece of cloth? Why are you making such a big fuss over it?”

Lin Shumo already disliked this child a lot, but this disappointing son of his actually did such a thing. Wasn't this equivalent to him pushing him onto someone else's side?

With this roar, the child, who had just calmed down, once again began to sob.

”Aiya, Yuyan, what are you doing? He's just a child. It's not his fault.” Lin's Mother quickly covered the child in his arms.

Su Yuyan looked at his son who did not do much, and also lost his temper. Other than his appearance, there wasn't anything else that looked like the people from Lin Family.

Mu Xiaoxi who was being carried out laid on's shoulder and cried.

Mu Xiaoxi was both sad and disappointed that his grandmother had treated him like this.

Maybe because they were related by blood, Lin Shumo's embrace felt like it had magic, and he felt extremely safe as he was hugged by the sky.

Lin Shumo didn't know why, but he felt that the child on his shoulder was feeling especially strange. He patted the child's buttocks and asked: ”Brat, what's wrong?”

”Uncle Lin.” Mu Xiaoxi purposely dragged his last few words long, with a pitiful special effect.

Ever since he saw Mu Xiaoxi, this brat had always been like a shrewd person. Today, he suddenly became even more pitiful, causing Lin Shumo's heart to ache.

What kind of blow was it that made this little fox so lonely?

”What's wrong?” Lin Shumo's voice carried a gentleness that he did not even know.

”I'm a little unhappy.” Mu Xiaoxi's face was downcast, and his voice was not as lively as before.

”I know.”

”Then coax me.”

”How?”

”I don't know either …”

The father and son duo exchanged words, speaking in harmony.