The Talkative Uncle

Li Zhe, the infuriating man he was, had messed things up.

Lu Shan's heart ached when she heard that. She held Guan Lei's hand and said, "Ah... You're a good child."

Guan Lei offered Lu Shan a strained smile and explained, "My uncle is exaggerating; my life isn't so miserable."

"Look at him," Li Zhe immediately said. "You see how he is. He's very sensible."

Lu Shan nodded, tears welling in her eyes, "Yes. Guan Lei is a sensible child!"

"Hah, what am I saying? Let's not dwell on such things while we're eating. Let's talk about something more pleasant." Changing topics, he continued, "Xixi, how about I tell you how long it took for Lei'er to stop peeing in his pants? Let's see..."

Guan Lei was at his limit. "Uncle!" His voice was urgent and loud, scaring everyone at the table.

"Tsk!" Li Zhe snorted. "Don't be rude; we're at the dining table. Must you be so loud?"