"Little Shitou, have you been fighting again?"
Xiaoxiao was really worried about this child. Fighting every few days, how could this go on? Xiaoxiao grabbed Little Shitou, rolled up his sleeve, and asked anxiously, "Let Auntie see. Where are you hurt?"
"Auntie, I'm not hurt anywhere. This time, I listened to you and ran away." Seeing how anxious his aunt was, Little Shitou quickly said.
Xiaoxiao looked and saw that everything was the same as yesterday, no new injuries. She immediately felt relieved, "Good, you did the right thing. We shouldn't suffer unnecessary losses. If there are many people, we should run when we need to. If it's just one person and evenly matched, we can fight back."
