Uncle Sun mumbled softly, not daring to shout.
But he carefully walked over, one hand shielding the front, the other holding the aluminum lunchbox.
If all else fails, forceful eviction is also an option.
"Dad! You're finally back!"
Sun Aiguo's smile was big, his eyes gleaming brightly.
This cheerful expression was something Uncle Sun had never seen before, certainly out of the ordinary.
Uncle Sun raised the hand holding the lunchbox a bit higher.
"Dad, I've got a job!"
Although Sun Aiguo was loud, he knew good news should be shared quietly.
This was something he said, leaning towards Uncle Sun.
A job?
Uncle Sun's face turned stern, eyes narrowed, and the aluminum lunchbox in his hand landed precisely on Sun Aiguo's back.
"Give me back my son!"
"Ah—-Dad——what are you doing!"
Sun Aiguo wanted to jump and run, but forgot about the bucket by his side.
He tripped, a loud splat.
The bucket toppled, and he ended up sprawling in the water.
