“No one wants a cheeky rascal like you…” Old Henry paused mid-sentence and frowned. Staring at Zachary suspiciously, he asked, “What did you just say? ‘Great-grandchildren’?”

“Your hearings must have deteriorated with age,” Zachary feigned a sigh while shaking his head.

“Daddy, Grandpa’s ears are still good,” Ellie defended Henry, puffing up her cheeks childishly.

“Ellie, what did you just call him?” Old Henry was stunned.

“Daddy.” Turning her head, Ellie replied with a straight, serious face.

“Hell, what’s going on ‘ere?” Old Henry looked intently at Ellie, before turning his gaze to Zachary and demanded, “Cheeky rascal, you’re gonna do some explaining ‘ere?”

Henry and enthusiastically explained, “Since he’s our Daddy,” the young boy paused and pointed to Zachary before continuing, “And we’re Daddy’s children. Therefore, we

as he chirped in, “Daddy’s

composure as he impatiently called Zachary over, “I can’t make no head nor tail of

spot to their Daddy. Gathering at the corner, they

understand what we’re

express it clearly enough for him to

normal for adults not to understand us. Daddy will explain on

ascend to the second year of kindergarten next year. We should improve our communication

read and recite more. This way we can definitely

“Agreed.”

Zachary approached, old Henry punched him on the

current condition, the punch

these children. I was elated, thinking that you finally had

I know you do a

up, bingo! There you are, teaching these innocent children to call you ‘Daddy’?” The old man’s genial tone suddenly took a totally drastic turn.

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