Triplets’ Mighty Mom

Chapter 66 Let’s Have Hotpot

, It’s My Treat South grinned, snickering quietly. It was rare to see Camila looking embarrassed. Thus, Silas couldn’t hold back his laughter. “I guess it wasn’t easy for you to survive this long.” South murmured vaguely, “That’s right. Fortunately, I have a lot of friends. Otherwise, I might have died of hunger or froze to death by now. Still, I know Mommy didn’t do it on purpose. According to Mommy’s senior, it’s a miracle she hasn’t accidentally killed herself.”
Upon hearing that, Silas couldn’t help roaring with laughter. On the other hand, Camila’s expression immediately turned murderous, and she fiercely threatened, “South Brooklyn! Haven’t you been eating my cooking daily recently? If you continue talking nonsense, you won’t get dinner tonight.” South pouted and said innocently, “But, I didn’t say that! I was just repeating what your senior said! Mommy, you can’t pick on me just because your senior isn’t here!” She was sweating bullets. “When did I ever pick on you? You are the one tattling about all my shortcomings!” He retorted, “You threatened me with dinner!” Then, she glared at him. “Well, why don’t you go and look for those friends of yours? You were brought up by those friends of yours after all. It won’t matter whether you have dinner or not.” Thus, South turned to look at Silas. “Uncle Silas, will you treat me to dinner tonight?” Silas laughed. “Sure, I’ll treat you both to dinner.” “South Brooklyn, that Uncle Silas of yours is my friend.” Camila glared at South. In response, South puffed out his cheeks, pouting as he lowered his head to eat. “Then, I better eat more now, seeing as I won’t be eating tonight.” She was a little speechless. I’m starting to notice that it’s getting harder and harder for me to control this little b*stard. However, Silas’s expression was filled with warmth. He liked the way they interacted with each other-it was very nice. Reaching out, he ruffled South’s little head. “You are a boy. Boys need to take good care of girls; do you understand?” Then, he leaned over and whispered, “Right now, your wings are still growing. So, you need to scheme and act docile for the sake of getting three meals a day. It’s not wise to offend your parents who feed and clothe you!” Camila was utterly speechless. I can hear everything, okay? What is with this method of education? South smiled widely. “I understand.” After that, he obediently turned toward her and