Kang Chen's words were a bit against his own thoughts; when he was a kid, he wasn't...this brutal, was he?
One can only say, each generation surpasses the last.
Kang Chen secretly shook his head, thinking he'd better educate this kid well, otherwise, if left to his own devices, who knows how brutal he might become...
Originally, he thought it was bad enough to have the little guy competing for attention with him, but didn't expect him to come equipped with such maximum brutal skills—what a headache.
Ming Mei sniffed, feeling a bit resentful, wasn't it said that kids were supposed to be soft and cuddly? Why was the one in her family like this?
Ming Mei picked up a smaller walnut and placed it in Yousheng's hand.
This time, perhaps because it was given by Ming Mei, the little guy was happy; his chubby white arm waved, and Ming Mei heard a crunch.
The walnut, almost as big as his fist, cracked, it cracked, it cracked...
Ming Mei...
