Dont call me small (English Translation)

7

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Chapter 7: Drink lots of milk so you can grow up quickly.

translated by: @julianaxumali , ryurai

After spending the older person’s money and torturing him until he was satisfied, Namtarn said goodbye to him when his brother, Namkang, sent him a LINE to tell him that his class was over.

            

The boy returned home, arriving almost at 8 PM. The little man acted as usual when he got home, hastened to claim the man and the lady of the house.

This was a familiar image, people in the house often see the young man claiming his parents for affection.

            

“I have returned.”

            

“How was your day?” The lady of the house hugged the youngest son, who ran to her before asking, like every day.

            

“Today, Namtarn went to eat shaved ice, P’Mangkorn took me to eat. Ah! I have homework to do. Namtarn will do the homework first and then come downstairs to eat,” said the young man then ran to his room almost immediately.

The person who saw it couldn’t help but shake his head but even so, it was a pleasure that his youngest son could adjust very well to college life.

            

“I’m back.”

            

“Welcome back. Are you tired?”

After parking the car in the parking lot, Namkang entered the house in no rush and the owner of the house greeted the eldest son of the house, just as she did with Namtarn.

            

“A little bit,” Namkang said, giving Namtarn’s bag to the housekeeper politely before looking for someone who was no longer there.

            

“What about Father and Namtarn?”

            

“Father went to talk to Uncle North’s son on the phone. The little one said there was homework, so he ran into the room just now. Will you have dinner first, or will you help him with his homework first?”

            

“Wait a minute. I’d rather go sit down and rest first and we’ll eat at the same time.”

            

“So he didn’t show you the homework, or did he?” The mother couldn’t help but ask when she saw that the older son had not been helping to do homework as usual.

Both of her sons studied at the same college, so Namkang could comfortably teach Namtarn.

            

“Maybe it’s not difficult, so he doesn't want to bother me. In any case, I’ll go wash my face and eyes first.” After that, the son immediately walked to his room, leaving the lady of the house alone.

            

“I’m not really sure, Ma’am. Usually, Mr. Namkang has been teaching his brother this whole time and suddenly the young man doesn’t ask for help, he may feel hurt.” Aunt Ning commented in a slightly teasing tone.