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

say such things mostly

Yet..

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

amused she

looked at

seen Rosalynn

forehead, “I

you might knock yourself silly” Rosalynn ruffled his

muttered, “My mom says I’m already silly, hitting my head

demic prow

had complained about Cain’s lack of academic

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

eldest son is usually the one to

hadn’t considered

hoped for was that her son would grow up

didn’t have too many

important thing you were talking about?” Rosalynn helped

She asked me to bring some to you!” Cain said

her lips, “So… where are

down at his hands, then closed his eyes,

himself

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