Chapter 1388 The Little Guy Is Crying

He ran to another lake that had been filled and saw the land completely covered with flower seedlings. His tears couldn't be held back anymore, and all of them fell down at once...

Jun Moyan counted the time for dinner and came down from the stairs. When he reached the stairs, he saw the little guy coming back from the outside.

The little guy also saw him and stopped there.

Seeing the little guy looking at him, Jun Moyan called him as he went downstairs: "An'an, it's time to eat."

Because of the distance, Jun Moyan didn't see clearly what was wrong with the little guy.

Seeing Jun Moyan, the little guy who endured all the way finally couldn't bear it any longer, and burst into tears from grief.

"Wow... woo woo... woo woo..."

The little guy wailed suddenly, which startled Jun Moyan who was going down the stairs. He quickly looked up, and saw the little guy standing there, holding the hem of his clothes with his little hands, crying unceasingly.

Jun Moyan hurriedly went downstairs to him, and asked him nervously, "What's wrong?"

He strode up to the little guy, squatted down, and looked at him: "Why are you crying? What happened?"

He asked nervously, stroking the little guy with his hands.

"Did you fall? Where did you fall?" He thought the little guy was crying because of the pain, but his body was clean and it didn't look like he had fallen.

The little guy didn't know what happened, so he kept crying without saying a word, and the more he cried, the more sad he became, tears streaming down his face.

The little guy seldom cries. Even if he had hurt him before and made him sad and wronged, he would still hold back and wipe away his tears. He would never cry like this.

"An'an? What happened? Tell Dad." Jun Moyan wiped the little guy's tears and tried to ask him something.

Jun Moyan, who didn't know what happened, was startled by the crying of the little guy.

But no matter what he asked, the little guy just cried, crying until he couldn't speak.

Hearing the crying, Xiaocha ran out quickly.

"Tell Dad, what happened, is it uncomfortable? Or who bullied you?"

"It's okay, Dad is here, don't be afraid, just tell Dad if you have anything."

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...

"What?" Jun Moyan didn't hear clearly: "Tell Dad again what it is."

"Woooo... Uncle Qing, Tsing Yi is lying, woooooo... no flowers, no flowers... woooo..."

The little guy cried until his shoulders twitched, very sad.

"Tsing Yi?" Jun Moyan didn't know what was going on, so he quickly asked Xiaocha to call Tsing Yi over.

Knowing that the little guy was crying, Tsing Yi hurried over with Xiaocha, and sure enough, he saw the little guy crying abnormally.

"What's wrong? Why is the young master crying?" Tsing Yi asked.

"What did he promise him? He said you lied to him." Jun Moyan looked at him.

"Me? Lied to the young master?"

Tsing Yi was dazed, and he looked at the little guy.

"An'an, don't cry now. Uncle Tsing Yi is here. Tell Dad if you have anything to do." Jun Moyan wiped the little guy's tears and coaxed him.

The little guy was crying so hard, looked at Tsing Yi, and said while crying: "...they, they planted flowers, An, An'an didn't plant any more..."

Xiaocha Tsing Yi still couldn't understand, she didn't even understand a few words, Tsing Yi looked at Jun Moyan, waiting for him to translate.

"Did you plant his flowers? Where did you plant them?" After all, it was his own, Jun Moyan understood the general meaning.

"I don't grow flowers." Tsing Yi was stunned for a moment, then he suddenly remembered something: "I know..."