After Yun Ran kicked him, the little packrat in Mo Beiyuan's arms could not stand it anymore. She twisted her body and wanted to come down and play.
Mo Beiyuan knew his youngest daughter very well.
The white and tender ball of rice might be filled with black sesame seeds.
The packrat must have seen Yun Ran kicking someone and thought it was fun. She also wanted to run over and kick her.
Mo Beiyuan did not put her down and coaxed her in a low voice.
"When your mother is done, you can go down and play."
The little packrat blinked her big black eyes and groaned. She could only give up.
Yun Ran's kick was not light. Bai Wudi was sent flying more than ten meters and slammed into the mud wall behind him. He was instantly covered in mud and rocks.
It took him half a day to crawl out of the pile of rocks.
His face was covered in dust and he looked a little disheveled.
"It's none of your business!"