Ye Ziāan shook his head, "Yangyang wasnāt taught this way by me, itās just his nature. But I see Hongjun is pretty good too. With proper guidance, heāll definitely become something great. Disciplining children isnāt only about beating and scolding."
"Heās always hitting!" Yang Xiayun immediately accused, "Every time Hongjun makes a mistake, without asking anything, he hits him first."
"If you donāt beat them every three days, theyāll tear the roof off," Luo Linhao didnāt see any problem with it. If a boy does something wrong, he should be hit.
"Whatās the use of hitting? Now Hongjun isnāt even afraid of you," Yang Xiayun complained, "When heās about to cause trouble, he does it anyway, and if you want to hit him, he just bends over for you to hit. After you finish, heās laughing away and can casually throw your beloved things."
Luo Linhao got a headache just thinking about that naughty kid. If heās not afraid of a beating, what could he be scared of?
"Cousin, you really need to help with this."
"All right, if you really trust me, when I get back, Iāll take Hongjun to Prince Anās Mansion with me."
In his view, these kids are all mature for their age, and when interacting with them, you shouldnāt just follow the practice of strict discipline. You need to understand what theyāre thinking and guide them correctly like a friend.
"We definitely donāt have any objections," Luo Linhao couldnāt wait to send him off.
Therefore, after Ye Ziāanās family came out of the State Dukeās mansion, Luo Hongjun followed behind.
"Uncle, did my dad exile me to your house?"
Ye Ziāan was speechless, "Your dad doesnāt have the power to exile anyone, only the Emperor can do that."
"Oh!" Luo Hongjun nodded and asked again, "My dad wants you to teach me? Are you really good? I donāt want someone not good to teach me."
"What do you think counts as āreally goodā?" Ye Ziāan asked in return.
"Have to be able to beat me," Luo Hongjun nodded.
"Your dad could knock you down with ease." Ye Ziāan curiously asked, "Logically, your dad fits your criteria, so why do you still act up?"
"Arenāt kids supposed to be mischievous?" Luo Hongjun shrugged, "Itās the grown-ups who arenāt. Plus, watching my dad get furious is pretty amusing."
Even Yang Chuxia couldnāt help but burst out laughing.
"Kids are also called little grown-ups, so since you have the word āgrown-upā in your title, you shouldnāt be causing mischief," Ye Ziāan said, "Besides, donāt you think seeing your dad knocked out by you is more interesting than seeing him angry?"
"What you said makes sense, but I canāt beat him. My grandfather says heās better than my dad, but I always feel like my grandfather is just saving face," Luo Hongjun replied.
Ye Ziāan raised his eyebrows, fooling him a bit, "Then why donāt you learn martial arts from your aunt? Your dadās martial arts were taught by her, and his literacy was taught by me. You can learn from us and then beat your dad."
"Really?" Luo Hongjunās eyes lit up, "Aunt and Uncle, teach me! I want to beat my dad, haha!"
"We can teach you, but if you donāt listen to me, then your aunt wonāt teach you, and youāll never beat your dad; youāll keep getting beaten by him."
Ye Ziāan paused and added, "I think every time you do something bad, it doesnāt really make your dad mad. On the contrary, heās quite happy to have an excuse to openly beat you. Hearing you scream while being hit is actually amusing, the worse you get it, the happier your dad is."
"So, to not make my dad happy, I should behave?" Luo Hongjun frowned, feeling something was off.
"Thatās right, exactly so."
"Alright, Iāll believe you for now."