Wang Cuixhua was terrified by Anning's crying.
Lin Aiguo was also startled.
The two of them didn't care how hot it was outside; they rushed out as fast as they could.
Seeing Anning so wilted, her clothes covered with salt stains from sweat that had dried in the hot sun, and her face so red, her hair a complete mess, Wang Cuixhua's heart twisted in distress.
Lin Aiguo was even more anxious, sizing up Anning: "What happened? Did something happen? Where's Xue Feng?"
"Dad..."
Anning burst into tears.
Anning was a sensible child. Since starting high school, no matter how big the problem, she hadn't cried. But now, her crying left Lin Aiguo not knowing what to do.
Wang Cuixhua took the father and daughter inside, quickly pouring a cup of cool boiled water for Anning: "Ningning, what happened to you? Who bullied you?"