Yin Xin secretly hides in the porch to eavesdrop on the confrontation between the father and son.

"Well, I said that. I didn't mean to. What else do you want? Don't you just lose a few petals, as for it? " Qin Xiaoduan said with disapproval.

Guoguo yelled angrily: "Dad is a bad man. Last time he stepped on meiyang, this time he broke Xiaoqiu chrysanthemum. Bad man!"

"I didn't break it. Who asked you to put it on the tea table? I just bumped into it. Besides, even if I didn't touch it, it would die by itself. This is the law of nature, Qin Guoguo. Do you understand?"

Guoguo's voice is louder, he is holding a small fist, the anger on his face is more intense, "it's dad who broke it, dad is a bad man!"

"Qin Guoguo, you can stop there. Is it interesting to toss that flower every day? The flower is withered and ugly. If you put it in the living room, the living room becomes ugly. "

"Little" autumn "chrysanthemum is not ugly! Dad is a bad man

"That ugly flower is just like a treasure, watered every day."

Guoguo's tears are almost down, with a tender voice angry roar: "small" autumn "chrysanthemum is not ugly, small" autumn "chrysanthemum is very beautiful! Daddy is ugly

"Oh, how dare you say that your father is ugly? I tell you, you are my son, I am ugly, you are no better! And don't call your flower a little autumn chrysanthemum. Call it clown chrysanthemum. " Qin Xiaoduan continued to add fuel to the fire.

Guoguo's mouth turned and he couldn't help it any more. Tears rolled down and his chest heaved violently. He sobbed and said, "Dad is ugly. Dad is the ugliest and ugliest eight monsters in the world!"

"Then you are the ugliest and ugliest, and your clown chrysanthemum is the ugliest and ugliest! Play with your clown chrysanthemum

Guoguo choked and almost breathed, "Dad... Dad is... A bad guy..."

Yin Xinxin can't watch it any more. Qin Xiaoduan, such a big man, still quarrels with Guoguo. He doesn't let Guoguo cry at all. Is it interesting?

Guoguo sits on the carpet and cries bitterly. She says something vaguely as she cries. Seeing her mother, like a savior, she stretches out her hands to hold her. Yin holds Guoguo in her arms as she wishes. She pats Guoguo's back gently and gives Qin a glance.

Seeing his daughter-in-law coming back, Qin Xiaoduan's face changed a lot. He said with a smile, "daughter-in-law, coming back!"

"Hum!" said Yin Xinxin A sound, back to the body, holding fruit into the bedroom, the door "bang!" The sound of a close, completely cut off the sight of Qin Xiaoduan.

Qin Shaoduan outside touched his nose.

Yin Xin holds Guoguo in his arms and takes out a paper towel from the carton on the table to wipe her tears. Guoguo doesn't cry now, but she is still smoking, obviously not out of the sad mood.

Yin Xin asked: "Guoguo, tell mom, what's the matter?"

Guoguo still has tears on her eyelashes. Now, holding her mother, she complains, "my father is a bad man. He has damaged my little 'Autumn' chrysanthemum...".

"It's OK. The little autumn chrysanthemum will grow flowers again. Guoguo doesn't cry." Yin Xin patted Guoguo on the back and coaxed him softly.

"Little autumn chrysanthemum is not... Not... Spent... Wu Wu Wu... Little autumn chrysanthemum is dying..."

"If you don't cry, mom will buy you another pot tomorrow, and a more beautiful one."

"I don't want it, I want my little 'Autumn' chrysanthemum, Wuwuwuwu..." Guoguo cried more and more, more and more out of control. Finally, she cried in Yin Xinxin's arms. It's not a dry howl, it's a real howl. She cried and burst into tears as if she didn't want money. Yin Xinxin didn't know what to do, but she couldn't comfort her this time.