Wayne looked over in the direction of the voice.

It was Newell Scott’s eldest son, Cain,

Rosalynn laughed at the stern warning from the little boy, “Who taught you all this stuff?”

“No one needs to teach me. Every time Grandma speaks, Grandpa would zone out, then Grandma would slap him right across the face!” Cain Scott answered very seriously.

He was a bit chubby.

The seriousness when he spoke, especially when he described the expression of his Grandma hitting his Grandpa, was as if he’d seen a ghost, his face full of terror. This display was both cute and funny, and Rosalynn couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

Then she lightly nudged Wayne with her elbow, “Cain is right, you should listen to this little guy”

Wayne also laughed, nodding, “Cain, Mr. Silverman understands, I’ll definitely pay attention from now on!”

“Mr. Silverman, I really envy you and my uncle!” Cain said sincerely.

“Envy? Why would you envy them?” Rosalynn asked

things mostly because she and Paige were both very

Yet..

wives are so gentle Cain lowered his voice, covering his mouth with his

amused she

looked at

rarely seen Rosalynn

his forehead,

knock yourself silly”

“My mom says I’m already silly, hitting my head more won’t make

demic prow

about Cain’s lack of academic prowess in front

into a problem with our generation. All the intelligence seems to have concentrated on Baillie. Our own kids, as well as our

the eldest son is usually the one

Luna hadn’t

was that her son would

didn’t have too many

was the important thing you were talking about?” Rosalynn helped Cain pick up

they’re really tasty! She asked me to bring some to you!”

her lips, “So… where

his

durian himself and

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