"Uncle Wu, why didn't Youyou go to school today? Where is Qiuqiu?"
Gu Qingli did not realized that when she mentioned Qiuqiu, Youyou who was in her arms suddenly trembled.
Coaxing Youyou, Gu Qingli even forgot to ask why she didn't go to school at this time, and why Qiuqiu was not here.
On weekdays, Qiuqiu and Youyou were basically inseparable. Youyou was like a small tail, closely following Qiuqiu.
"The young master is ill. Probably because of this, the young ma'am is so sad."
Uncle Wu sighed, with a little worry on his face. That startled Gu Qingli. Before she asked more questions, the little girl in her arms cried out again, she was like a water doll.
Gu Qingli was so anxious to ask Uncle Wang what was going on with Qiuqiu, "What happened to Qiuqiu? He was fine last night. Why did he get sick this morning? What's wrong? "
While comforting poor Youyou, Gu Qingli was very busy.
In the garden, it was very lively for a while.