So, He Bufan learned about the concept of irritating little brats.

During summer vacation, my mom brought my nephew to stay at my house.

My nephew is the kind of spoiled child who has been pampered by his parents and grandparents since he was young, and he is full of mischief at the age of six or seven.

On the first day at my house, he knocked over my dressing table, broke two sets of toys that He Bufan liked the most, jumped crazily on my sofa with his shoes on, and had a great time playing.

I scolded him, "He Rui, stop being crazy, be careful, or I'll hit you."

My sister-in-law had an unhappy face, and my mom rushed over to mediate, saying, "You're an adult, why bother with a child."

"Boys will be naughty at times, it's normal. He will grow out of it in the future. Why are you, as his aunt, being so petty?"

He Bufan sat in the stroller, looking at his cousin's crazy movements, with a stiff expression.

During dinner, he secretly asked me, "Mom, I don't like the little brat, can we kick him out?"

I gave him a sly smile and said, "Of course we can."

After dinner, my sister-in-law instructed He Rui to play with He Bufan. The two kids were not in the toy room for long before they started crying loudly.

Mainly, He Rui was crying.

He covered his nose, crying and gasping for air, accusing He Bufan of hitting him:

"I wanted to play with my little brother, but he hit me, and scratched me, and bit me, wu wu wu... Mom, I don't want to play with my little brother anymore."

He Bufan sat on the ground with an innocent face.

I leaned against the door frame and said sarcastically, "Bufan is still a child, you are his big brother, why are you bothering with a child?"

"Boys will be naughty at times, it's normal."

In the afternoon, I returned my sister-in-law's words to her unchanged.

My sister-in-law was so angry that night that she took my nephew and left in a taxi.

Having personally experienced the bad side of a little brat, He Bufan became more careful in his words and actions.

Because of me, his lazy mom, he became an independent and obedient baby at a young age.

At the age of three, he could brush his teeth, take a bath, and dress himself independently. He even memorized three hundred Tang poems on his own and performed at his godmother's birthday party, giving me a great sense of pride.

I never asked him to be an extraordinary person, but who made my son a naturally gifted child.

We moved from our original two-bedroom apartment to a bigger house with enough space for him to explore his interests.

And so, he grew up peacefully and reached the age of five when He Bufan started attending kindergarten.

For the first time, he encountered a dilemma when facing so many peers.