At the critical moment when Qin Xi urgently called out, Li Jianqing stopped in his tracks, slowly squatted down, and observed the two people leaning against each other. The person in Brother Qin's arms showed a small pale face the size of a palm, her brows deeply furrowed, obviously enduring something. Suddenly, Li Jianqing felt a surge of heat in his eyes and uncontrollably burst into "wah-wah" sobs, whimpering and crying out loud. He turned his head toward the doorway and started crying loudly to his uncle and Daddy. The crowd pressed around them.