Eight Kickass Uncle Sweet Spoil

Chapter 14 Can’t Handle Things

Susie silently withdrew the painting from her hand.

Craig suppressed his anger and educated, “Lulu, my sister gave you a gift because she wants to be friends with you. It’s not right for you to push people.” He looked at the broken doll on the floor and couldn’t help but frown.

Lulu was particularly petulant, and she cried every time he said something serious. Sure enough, she immediately burst into tears, stomping her feet and shouting, “I don’t want it.”

Susie gathered her courage and handed the painting to Lulu, “Don’t cry, sister. This is my gift to you.”

Lulu looked at the painting in her hand and pushed her away, “Who wants this? Get out of here.”

When David’s wife, Mara, heard the talk, she came up and said, “Lulu, be good.” Then, she turned to Craig, “Dad, Lulu is still a child.”

Craig reprimanded, “You have to teach her when she is young. I have said this more than once, how do you teach her? How can she live in a society when she grows up if she was so rude at such a young age?”

Mara bowed her head, “I got it, Dad.”

Craig angrily led Susie away.

When Lulu saw that her grandfather ignored her and left, she cried even more and ran into her room and dropped everything on the table.

Mara was not happy, thinking that the old man spoke too heavily. She could teach her children, so why should others tell her what to do? Even if this was the child’s grandfather, not.

Craig and Alana were nice enough to respect her and hardly ever interfere with her chores, but she was usually very filial to them. There should not be a better daughter-in-law than her, right?

She just insisted on the issue of children. So what’s wrong with her concept?

Lulu was the Murray family’s youngest daughter. Even if she did not work in the future, she would also live very well.

Mara walked into the room and coaxed Lulu nicely, “Okay, Lulu is a good girl. Don’t cry.”

Lulu cried even harder, “I won’t. I won’t.”

knows.

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his room. When the parrot saw Susie coming back, it fluttered its wings and tried to fly over, but it

makes a good

things in a house that had not been specially furnished could be fatal for

tethered to Susie’s room for the time being and would be released

watched Susie whisper to comfort the parrot, heartbroken. The little one must

is usually like this, not very good temper. You

Susie smiled, “It’s

“It’s really okay Grandpa. I did also not like to

their children didn’t think so. What own was your own, so why should you give something you like

Susie was so small, yet

you

and with a gentle face, he stroked her head and

to draw. In the past

were torn out by the aunt, but she forgot to take some that she hid inside the book when she

one of the paintings,

play in the strange forest. Grandpa, look, there’s a flowering vine here, a necklace made by Miss Spring. Uncle Stone fell in half when he rolled down from the mountain, but lucky grass grew out of the cracks, it’s lucky uncle. Look at this flower lady. She tilted her chin up and said ‘Hmph, none of

Alex all quieted down, tilting his head

find himself in the world of Hayao

animation.

were bright and colorful, and a flower and a stone had their

a picture of all of Susie’s words, thought about it, and sent it to

friend was a veteran in the field of painting, and Craig thought that Susie liked to paint, so he could see

were enjoying looking at

the maid came up

is back.”

by the hand and

his wheelchair, and Alana, who was sitting