"If I have any mistakes, please correct me. Please teach me if my handwriting is bad."
The word 'please' sounded like Er Bao needed a good beating.
"Er Bao, are you asking for it?" Shi Qing grabbed Er Bao by the chest and lifted him as if she was about to toss him away. Instead of fear, all Er Bao had was excitement. "Godmother, higher, higher!" No would lift him after his dad left. Mom said that grandpa was old, so he should be the one playing with grandpa.
The game had its surprise continuation with godmother's arrival, and that was a wonderful thing to Er Bao.
"Bad boy!" Shi Qing wanted to teach Er Bao a 'lesson' as she raised him higher and spun around. She figured she would at least get him dizzy. How dare this boy mock his godmother!
Qiao Nan shook her head. "Put Er Bao down. Shouldn't you act your age instead of his? You guys must have the same mental age to be able to have such fun." Er Bao was eight and weighed tens of kilograms.
