After arriving in the wilderness, they chose the location beside the stream as the campsite.Some of them set up tents, while others prepared barbecue grills.
Only Jameson and the Little Pig Rabbit sat in a folding chair.
One was calm and composed, while the other was looking at the scenery with round eyes.
Sharon walked to Jameson and squatted down.
"Mr.Proctor, are you here for inspection?" She said unhappily.
Jameson looked at her and said slowly, "If you told me earlier, I would bring Jacob here."
How shameless.
Jameson added, "Besides, I did do something."
Sharon was puzzled, "What did you do?"
Jameson glanced at the child sitting upright beside him and said, "If I don't take care of him, and he gets lost, how do you explain it to his mother?"
Sharon sneered.
Sharon ignored him and took a bottle of yogurt from the bag.
She touched his head and said, "Baby, sit here and don't run around.There might be many big gray wolves nearby."
Jameson lightly snorted and was obviously disdainful of her stereotype of scaring children.
Little Pig Rabbit hugged the yogurt and nodded seriously, "I won't run around, nor will I cause you any trouble."
Sharon smiled and got up, "Good boy, then you can enjoy yourself with Jameson...Uncle Jameson.I'll call you when we're done barbecuing."
Jameson's dissatisfied voice sounded, "Why are your attitudes so different?"
"Shut up ...Uncle!"
Sharon gritted her teeth.
Jameson was speechless.
After Sharon left, Little Pig Rabbit turned around and looked at Jameson.
He handed the yogurt to Jameson and Jameson said in a cold voice, "It is for you, I don't drink it."
"I see.Uncle, please open it for me."
Jameson sneered, "You are old enough.You cannot open the yogurt?"
The Little Pig Rabbit said seriously, "Uncle, you snatched the candy from Sharon's mouth when you got off the car.I saw it."
Jameson was embarrassed and he looked at him with a poker face.
"Uncle, if you don't help me open it, I'll ask Sharon for help..."
The Little Pig Rabbit were fearless.
Before he could finish speaking, his hand was empty.Jameson unscrewed the yogurt lid and returned it to him.
"Thank you."
With that, he raised his head and drank his yogurt quietly.
Jameson said, "Little brat, your parents don't worry about you when you are out?"
Little Pig Rabbit drank the yogurt and said, "I'm ten years old.I'm not a brat.Uncle, didn't you go out with friends when you were young?"
Your parents don't allowed you to do so? On the other side, Tiffany added some wood to the barbecue grill and secretly looked back at the them, "Unbelievable, the br*t and Mr.Proctor have a nice chat? Does he meet his bosom friend?"
Sharon raised her eyebrows and smiled, "Previously, you call him a handsome boy, but now, a brat?"
"Oh my God, I was wrong.Please don't mention it again.So embarrassing."
Tiffany felt exhausted, "I'll send him home as soon as it's over, and I won't trust anyone online anymore! This little brat!"
"Is there a misunderstanding? I think he's cute and polite.Are you thinking too much?" Sharon said.
Tiffany stubbornly retorted, "How is that possible?"
He even gave me a picture of his abdominal muscles.It's not guesswork, right?
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