As the saying goes, 'Virtue is one foot tall, the devil ten
Qi Xiuyuan looked helplessly at his nephew, who bore great resemblance to Qi Haoran, and tried his best to recall what he was like back when he was ten years old. At that time, Haoran was not so childish.
The ten-year-old Haoran was like a hedgehog, beating up whoever Zijin instructed him to. His favorite thing to do every day was to skip class and piss off his father.
However, these kids grew up in different environments, so their thoughts and actions naturally differed from Qi Haoran, too.
Qi Xiuyuan stroked Tiger Head's head and thought that although the children's actions were a little childish, there was nothing bad about it. It was better than them acting like profligate sons, right?