Chen Xian turned to his two sons and pointed at Xiao Yuchuan, "Quickly call him Uncle!"
The older child was about five years old, the younger one four. Though their appearances were ordinary, their clothes were better than most children's. It seemed that Chen Xian and his wife loved their children deeply.
"He's a bad man!" the older child pointed at Xiao Yuchuan. "I won't call him that!"
"Bad man!" the younger one echoed his brother's words and hid behind Chen Xian.
Chen Xian's face flushed with embarrassment, "Be good, call him Third Uncle!"
"Won't call, won't call!" The two children wore looks of defiance.
Xiao Yuchuan coldly curled the corner of his lip, "Don't randomly acknowledge kin halfway through; I don't have any nephews."
