Grandma immediately reached out to roll the child's eyelids.
"let me see."
"Has the dirty thing entered the eyes?"
The child's red eyes made grandma frown.
"Is it still uncomfortable now?"
...
The little boy with mushroom head didn't know how to answer. Under the urging of grandma, the little boy with mushroom head nodded randomly.
Otherwise, the tears he shed would not be able to explain.
...
"oops."
Grandma suddenly felt heartbroken, "Grandma will blow it for you."
"It won't be uncomfortable if the dirty stuff is blown away."
...
A stream of air blew from his eyes, and the little boy with mushroom heads was even more powerful.
The little boy with mushroom head subconsciously raised his hand to rub his eyes.
Grabbed by grandma.
"Don't rub your eyes."
"dirty."
...
"Shear more tears."
Grandma looked at the child's eyes carefully and said, "You can bring out the dirty things."
...
Grandma said this...
Children no longer endure their tears.
He tightened the balloon rope in his hand, and cried with his mouth pursed and seemed very sad.
certainly.
He was indeed very sad.
But he couldn't let his grandparents see that he was very sad.
...
"Does it still hurt?"
Grandma asked after blowing her grandson's eyes for a while.
...
After a few seconds, the little boy with mushroom head shook his head.
His eyes didn't hurt...
...
"Doesn't it really hurt?"
Grandma smiled, "That's good."
"You kid."
"Crying so hard..."
"I really think you have something sad."
Grandma joked about her grandson.
She made the child cry...
But I didn't expect the child to cry as soon as he said he could...
She still cried so much...
If she hadn't known that the child was crying with discomfort, she would have thought that something sad had happened to the child.
....
The little boy with mushroom head lowered his eyes.
He had something sad.
His lucky balloon was stolen.
But he didn't dare let his grandparents know.
He was afraid that his grandparents would get angry.
Maybe he would scold him.
Maybe he will blame him for being useless.
Maybe I won't buy him a balloon again next time...
Rather than this...
It's better that he doesn't say anything.
...
The little boy with mushroom head subconsciously wanted to reach out and rub his eyes.
Halfway through his hand, he thought of something, and he looked at his grandma.
...
The old lady touched her grandson's head.
"good."
"Close your eyes."
...
The little boy with mushroom head closed his eyes.
...
The old lady took out a tissue from her pocket.
She pulled out tissue.
Carefully wipe the tears on the child's face.
...
"alright."
The old lady has curved eyebrows and eyes.
"The little face is clean."
"Does your eyes feel sad?"
...
The little boy with mushroom head shook his head.
Not sad.
It was never his eyes that sad.
He grinned.
Say he is fine.
...
"alright."
The old lady smiled, "It's fine if it's okay."
"Walk."
The old lady holds the child's hand.
"Let's go to the nearby mall to play."
...
"Um."
The little boy with mushroom head was well-behaved and let the old lady hold him.
...
"What's wrong?"
The old lady turned her head, "Why are there so many people?"
...
"Are you arguing."
The old man said that he didn't care.
Seeing that the old lady seemed to want to watch the fun, the old man shook his head, "The child is here."
"You took the kids to see the quarrel?"
...
The old lady paused.
She glanced at the child, "Yes."
...
Even so, the old lady leaned in the direction of the crowd.
Didn't squeeze in.
Just looked at it on the outside.
...
There are many people watching.
Not too much to be airtight.
There is a big gap between people.
So you can see the inside from the outside.
...
"It seems like a boy is having an argument with a girl?"
The old lady murmured.
"Is it a quarrel between boyfriend and girlfriend?"
...
The little boy with mushroom head raised his head down.
His vision at this height is even more visible and unobstructed.
He didn't see the boys or girls who were quarreling as grandma said.
He saw it at a glance...
...
It's him!?
The little boy with mushroom head suddenly opened his eyes wide.
...
The little boy in the center of the crowd was a disgusting guy who exchanged his balloons for his balloons.
...
I actually met again...
The little boy unconsciously tightened his fingers.
...
The old lady lowered her head as if she was aware of it.
"What's wrong?"
She gently shook the child's hand.
Why did this child suddenly become stronger?
...
The little boy with mushroom head was panicked for a moment.
ah?
Soon, the little boy with mushroom head raised his head.
"grandmother."
The little boy with mushroom head voice was slim, "There is a little child there."
...
ah?
The old lady looked forward again.
...
See it.
The child is too small.
Hiding behind grandma again, she was attracted by the tense boys and girls just now, but she didn't see another child.
...
"Why are there still children?"
The old lady was puzzled.
There is also an old man.
The two are so close.
It doesn't look like watching the fun...
...
"The reason for this child."
A kind-hearted person heard the old lady’s doubts and turned to help the old lady explain.
...
ah?
The old lady was puzzled.
"What's going on?"
...
A kind-hearted person explained the whole story to the old lady.
...
"ah."
The old lady was a little surprised, "This boy misunderstood that this girl broke the child's balloon?"
...
"Um."
The kind-hearted person nodded.
"Boys are kind-hearted."
"But it's a little arbitrary."
"The girl just happened to pass by and was shocked by the suddenly broken balloon of the child."
"As a result, the boy blamed him for breaking the child's balloon..."
"The girl is so angry."
"Too."
"Everyone is angry."
"I was so scared that I was still in shock. I was considered a victim. It would be fine if I had no comfort, but I was even detained by someone..."
"Can you not get angry?"
"…The child's grandmother also spoke to the girl."
"It's not a girl who broke the child's balloon."
"The child's balloon is broken by himself."
"It's just a coincidence that the girl passed by."
“…Is the truth revealed?”
...
"Um."
The old lady nodded, "Yes."
"Then they..."
Why does it seem like it's still quarrel?
The old lady was a little confused.
...
The kind-hearted man shook his head, "This boy..."
"The girl asked the boy to apologize to her."
"No matter whether the boy has malicious intentions or not, is it intentional..."
"This boy really made the girl feel hurt."
“Isn’t it?”
...
"Um."
The old lady nodded.
Yes.
Although she didn't see it, didn't this person say it?
The boy accused the girl of the boy, saying that she broke the child's balloon...
The so-called accusation must be unpleasant.
Chapter completed!