"My words..."

The black catcher lowered his head and whispered: "Actually, I am already thirty-one this year, but I am a bit young. Among my brothers and sisters, I am the eldest.

Therefore, I should also be called Uncle Heiyang. My dad is the same generation as Uncle Heiyang.

Those grandparents are Uncle Heiyang’s elders, and Uncle Heiyang should call them uncles and aunts.”

"..."

"Wait a moment..."

Zhang San rubbed his eyebrows: "Just wait for me to calm down for a while, who is not an uncle, who is not the boss...

I don't understand this situation. I seem to be having a headache just like the young master. You wouldn't have given me sweat medicine in the water!"

"Mongolian sweat medicine..."

Hei Zai muttered in a low voice: "It's a bit expensive. It's too wasteful to buy it. It's a waste of medicine and water..."

"Look, is this what you, a disciple of a big family, should say? You are too diligent and thrifty!"
Chapter completed!