It was quiet as if he had fallen asleep.

…

Zhang Bo and the others could only complain secretly, but Grandma Luo spoke directly.

"Xiaotang, little Gypsophila don't know what's going on."

"Ah, I know, Mom."

"I didn't mean to say that Little Gypsophila was wrong."

Aunt Tang has a beautiful face, but her pale face does not diminish her grace, but makes her look pitiful.

Her voice is also soft and melodious, and the somewhat urgent tone is even more inexplicably heartwarming.

"I'm worried about little baby's breath."

"It doesn't matter if I get hurt, but it won't be good if I hurt the little baby's breath one day."

"Children are weak and cannot withstand accidents."

…

Aunt Tang's explanation made Grandma Luo's face soften a little. Moreover, the most important thing now was the little baby's breath, and she had no time to argue with Aunt Tang.
Chapter completed!