"Kids are like that. We were wild and caused trouble too when we were young—

it's just their nature," Zachary said. "As long as they don't get into serious trouble,

it's fine. Causing a little chaos at home is normal."

He never tried to suppress his children. He believed in letting them be themselves and giving them space to grow naturally.

Josh laughed. "My parents still spoil Milo like crazy. Zachary, you have no idea how strong the bond between grandparents and grandkids is. When I used to mess up as a kid, first my dad would spank me, then my mom would take a turn, and then they'd team up. I got disciplined all the way until my teens. Once I got older and more sensible, they switched to lecturing instead of hitting."

Who would've thought his parents—polished and elegant in public—used to be so strict when it came to disciplining him?

Zachary chuckled. "Your worst beating was probably during New Year's. Your parents were still asleep when you snuck into their room with a string of firecrackers. You lit them and threw them onto their bed. They were scared half to death. The quilt was full of burn holes."

"You almost burned the house down. Tell me, did you not deserve that beating?"

Josh's face turned red as he laughed. "I barely even remember why I got beat up that day, but you remember every detail. Your memory's better than mine."

Zachary said. "They remember getting punished but forget

Like father, like son.

he's following in your footsteps. Just now, River

his cousins. Apparently,

The

laughed. "We were all like that once. It helps us understand our kids

blame them—blame us for passing

shut down his computer, stood up, and

the day after tomorrow, but she'll need time

it," Josh replied with a teasing

him a playful kick, which

men walked out of

once they stepped outside,

was still his usual approachable self,

father of two, he couldn't afford to let his guard down in

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