I sat in the chair, crossed my legs, and pretended to think.
"Taking him away is possible. I plan to let him wash dishes in the morning, pick up waste in the afternoon, and beg for food on the street at night. After all, childhood is about being happy and joyful!"
"How can that be!"
My sister-in-law suddenly grabbed the child who was gobbling up the food from the ground.
Pointing at me, she was spitting everywhere.
"You went to a top university yourself, but you don't want your nephew to study well and make a lot of money? You're so heartless!"
Going to school?
People who would not let their children go to kindergarten dared to say they cared about their children?
Children in the city had already started the transition from kindergarten to primary school. Otherwise, they were taught to read at home, and neighbors with children had already sent them to study groups.
Only Mike was rolling in the mud every day and sleeping in the dry grass when tired.
For someone who was used to the wild, why would they want to go to school?
I asked Mike with a smile: