Fourth Master thought for a moment and nodded.
He also felt pained for the child, yet he appreciated the child's resilience all the same.
It was only when Gun Gun flung himself into Ye Zao's arms that she asked, "Does it hurt?"
"It hurts, blow on it." Gun Gun looked pitifully at Ye Zao.
Ye Zao bent down to rub his knee, then called someone to fetch a handkerchief to wipe his face. Fortunately, his chin wasn't hurt; it was just dusty from getting dirt in his mouth.
He dutifully rinsed his mouth, then went back to playing with Hua Sheng.
After all, if he wasn't hurting Hua Sheng, it was Hua Sheng inadvertently hurting him; there was never any serious trouble between the two.
Fourth Master looked at Hua Sheng, who appeared eager and longing, and he couldn't understand why he hadn't sent the dog away.
But seeing the two of them, mother and son—one indifferent and the other bearing no grudge…
Would they both be unhappy if he did send Hua Sheng away?
