The young siblings nodded gently at the same time.
The little boy started counting on his fingers over there, "Several elder brothers, and several beautiful sisters, Daddy said, they are all good people. Daddy also said, when my sister and I grow up, we should become good people too."
After speaking, the little boy seemed a bit troubled as he thought for a moment, "But I don't quite understand, how to become a good person. I asked my sister, and she doesn't know either."
Peter Gingery was amused directly, "I'm certainly not a good person."
After speaking, Peter Gingery sat there shaking his crossed legs, like a hooligan.
In the midst of his pride, Old Master Black stretched out his hand, and with a loud slap, struck his thigh with a crisp sound. Suddenly, Peter Gingery cried out in pain, "Old Master, this is murder!"
