At his shout, the others who were busy were startled, dropped their tools, and ran over.
Mu Siwu was the first to arrive. He picked up Little Reunion, checked him over, and asked, "Yuanyuan, did you hurt yourself anywhere?"
"Yuanyuan, does it hurt?" Bai Yuhua looked at Little Reunion with a face full of concern. Father Jiang, on the other hand, looked guilty and said, "It's all my fault, what was I doing with the ground. I should have stayed by Little Reunion's side, then he wouldn't have fallen."
"In-law, how can we blame you? It's probably because Little Reunion was being too mischievous and flipped the cart over himself."
"Check again, make sure Little Reunion isn't hurt anywhere."
"I've checked, the child is not hurt anywhere."
"That's good, that's good."
"However, since the child is so mischievous, we need someone to specifically watch him. Otherwise, he'll definitely get out of the cart again."
"I'll do it, I'll watch him!"
"Alright!"
