The little girl instinctively resisted.
She looked at the butterfly.
Then she looked at the white fluffball.
She felt rather dejected.
She hadn't managed to touch the white fluffball's tail.
And the butterfly didn't want to come near her either...
The more the little girl thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt.
She clenched her fingers.
She was getting stubborn.
The old woman shook her head.
Well.
That stubborn streak had kicked in.
The car stopped.
The old woman glanced at the route sign.
Mm.
They'd be there at the next stop.
But the children...
Were still standing there, unwilling to give up just like that.
"Nannan."
The old woman tried tugging gently at the little girl again.
"Come on."
The little girl pressed her lips together.
She stared fixedly at the butterfly.
Her eyes were a little red.
Sometimes children really were like stubborn mules.
The old woman was just about to put on a stern face.
She'd tried reasoning with them plenty.
If the children still wouldn't listen, she'd have to resort to a little force.
She knew the girl had gotten fixated on it.
At first, she hadn't wanted the butterfly all that badly.
But then it had turned into an obsession.
At a time like this, an adult needed to "scold some sense" into the child.
"You like butterflies?"
Xiao Xiao smiled at the little girl.
The little girl froze.
The old woman was startled too.
Her stern expression fell apart.
The little girl nodded hesitantly.
Mm.
She just wanted the butterfly to come over...
She'd been hoping so hard for the butterfly to come over...
But it ignored her.
It only circled around the white fluffball, which was ignoring it.
The little girl felt