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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

such things mostly because

Yet..

Cain lowered his voice, covering his mouth with his chubby hand, “My grandma, my mom, and my

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his forehead, “I forgot something

knock

says I’m already silly, hitting my head

demic prow

lack of academic prowess in

problem with our generation. All the intelligence seems to have concentrated on Baillie. Our own kids, as well as our relatives’ children, are nowhere

families, the eldest son is usually the one to take over the

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have too many

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

bought a bunch of durians, they’re really tasty! She asked me to bring some to you!” Cain said

her lips, “So… where are

hands, then closed his

durian himself