Lin Guoqiang flexed his strong arms at him. "Your uncle will teach you kung fu!"
Little Lin Qing tugged his little hand. "Douzi, I'll take you to school. The teacher is teaching Pinyin now!" He was in the first grade this year but preferred cutting grass on the mountain and foraging for fruit to studying.
Lin Gang rolled his eyes at him. "So embarrassing! You don't even know as much Pinyin as Little Douzi!"
Lin Jun and Lin Hong also chimed in, saying they would take him to the ditch to catch fish and loaches.
Little Douzi looked at them, completely torn. After a moment of thought, he said resolutely, "Mom, I'll stay at Grandma's and learn kung fu from Uncle to protect you."
"Okay. When you want to come home, just have Grandma bring you back." Lin Lan then said to her nephews, "When you're on break, take the bus to your aunt's house."
Lin Guoliang finished tying up the things and shouted, "Hurry up! If we delay any longer, we'll miss the four o'clock bus."
