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

that children would say such things mostly

Yet..

are so gentle Cain lowered his voice, covering his mouth with his chubby hand, “My grandma, my

so amused she was shaking with

looked at

rarely seen

slapped his forehead,

might knock yourself

already silly, hitting my head more won’t make

demic prow

had complained about Cain’s lack of academic prowess in

to have concentrated on Baillie. Our own kids, as well as our relatives’ children, are

is usually

Luna hadn’t

hoped for was that her

didn’t have

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

mom bought a bunch of durians, they’re really tasty! She asked

“So…

at his hands, then closed his eyes, smacking his forehead, “I forgot to

peeled the durian himself

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