"When you were little and you cried, didn't I have to hold you to comfort you?" Old Yao brought up old stories from years past to scold his too nonchalant grandson.
Jun Ye felt a bit aggrieved being lectured but had to admit, he had seen too many crying children and had long since stopped taking it seriously.
"Cry for what! Cry!" At the doorway, another scolding voice rang out at that moment.
"Lu Ke." Seeing the old Buddha arrive, Xun Meilin hurriedly made room.
Jun Ye did not have the good temper of Old Yao. He went straight to the crib and began to fiercely scold the two wailing babies, "Cry for what? Do you think by crying others will pity you and listen to you?"
Old Lu was almost flung into the air by his grandson's words.
Who talks like this to children who know nothing on their first day of birth?
If it were someone uneducated, that would be one thing, but this was his highly educated grandson.