"Is he really your uncle?"
Xia Zhixu lifted his collar to show his name badge to the discipline officer at the school gate, and said helplessly, "My great-grandfather has a son who is my uncle, who is about the same age as my father. According to seniority, I should call him uncle."
Murphy couldn't help laughing, and Xia Zhixu hurriedly explained, "He was born in winter, and I'm half a year younger than him."
"Then you were miserable during the New Year?"
"Yes." Xia Zhixu frowned, "I have to wish him a happy new year every year, and the adults like to tease me." Xia Zhixu imitated the expressions of his aunts and uncles, "Call me little uncle and say Happy New Year, otherwise I won't give you any lucky money."
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