Nian Xi Suffered a Gunshot Injury on Duty

Little Apple blinked several times, and he pouted as he turned around and hugged Luosang's thighs. He burst into tears as he wailed, "Mama, Papa is bullying... little baby!"

Nian Junting laughed. "How am I bullying you? I didn't curse at all when I scolded you. You didn't manage to learn how to speak English, but you sure know how to complain! As a man, no matter how tough it gets, you have to stay strong and steadfast like steel."

Luosang placed her son onto her lap, before instinctively rolling her eyes at Nian Junting. "Look at how young he is! He's just a little over one! It's already impressive that he can speak so much, so how can you expect him to speak English? Do you know what you're doing? You're submitting to western supremacy. Do you want me to tell your grandfather about this?"

The old man hated the westerners and their behavior. Nian Junting abruptly fell silent.