"Are you alright?" Huo Zhanting looked at An Lan in his arms with a worried expression.
An Lan gently shook her head. Just then, the sudden sound of a child crying startled her, and she quickly looked to the side.
It was the same unruly child from earlier. He had been running too fast and crashed straight into a mirror. With a loud crash, a huge shard of the mirror shattered, and he plopped down onto the ground, busting his backside, wailing loudly in pain.
The people around were startled. The child's parents had been nowhere to be seen but now jumped out, blaming the store and demanding justice. The store felt extremely wronged, and the place became rowdy. The unruly child clung to his mother's leg as if holding onto his backbone.
An Lan, her headache worsening, observed the child's mother being so unreasonable and couldn't help but shake her head inwardly. It's because of parenting like this that the world has so many unruly children.
