Bai Feng stood on the tall sand dune and looked up at the round moon in the sky. Trembling on his walking stick, he found Yun Ran and the others.
The other people around them kept exclaiming that something bad had happened!
"Uncle Feng, what happened?" Bai Wan quickly asked when she saw the fear on his face. It seemed as if something big had really happened.
"The moon, look at the moon in the sky!"
As soon as he said that, everyone looked up at the moon in the sky.
Even the two little packrats raised their slender necks.
Everyone knew that Sweetcake was a chatterbox.
Before Yun Ran and the others could speak, the little packrat had already realized that this moon was different from the moon she had seen before.
"The moon's face is red. Is it sick?"
Yun Ran really admired her packrat's imagination.
"The moon is not sick."
"Then it's shy."
"The moon is not shy."