Mike was hiding in her mother's arms, humming and still wanting to eat the bag of biscuits.
"What are you eating? You love to eat shit, do you? Your aunt even buys food for the dog and doesn't buy it for you. Remember not to be filial to her in the future. Even if she calls you when she is sick or dying, don't go!"
I sneered.
"I will be sick and die? I'm afraid he doesn't even know how to answer the phone. He doesn't even recognize the word 'dog'. I'm afraid I'd rather rely on my dog than rely on him!"
When my sister-in-law heard this, she threw the dog biscuits and dog bones.
She stood up and cried with her belly held high.
"How dare you despise your nephew? He is the eldest son and grandson of your family. Your mom has already said that Mike will go to school in the city. Whether you agree or not, you have to agree!"
The triumphant look in her eyes became even more unscrupulous.
She touched her belly and sneered.
"Who made me pregnant with the dragon baby in my belly? I have to raise my second child personally. By then, one will be more successful than the other, and it will make you furious!"
Her face was as thick as a city wall.
"He asked me to take him away? Then he has to call me mom, oh no, he has to woof woof, and he has to kneel down and bow to me."
Taking out another bag of dog biscuits, and I imitated the way to tease the little dog to tease Mike.
The little dog bowed first and wanted the biscuit in my hand.
I pointed at the little puppy.
"You learn from it, and I'll give you some too!"
I didn't expect that Mike, who was tall but not smart, really knelt down and begged me for snacks.
My sister-in-law was angry and went forward to pull him.
"Silly child, she is bullying you, how can you kneel down to her!"
I tease him with the biscuit.
"Woof woof again..."
"Woof!"
Satisfied, I gave the biscuits to the dog and Mike.
I didn't pay any attention to my sister-in-law's red eyes.
She usually only cared about dressing herself, and the clothes for the children were all second-hand, and she didn't even want to buy a bag of snacks for Mike.
That was why the child reacted so strongly to the dog snacks.
I sat in the chair, crossed my legs, and pretended to think.
"Taking him away is possible. I plan to let him wash dishes in the morning, pick up waste in the afternoon, and beg for food on the street at night. After all, childhood is about being happy and joyful!"
"How can that be!"