It was about 6pm in the evening.
The sky was overcast,
and my dear mummy, bro and I were on our way to dinner.

mummy,"What do u guys wanna eat?"

me,"I feel like eating black pepper steak.My fren told me that beef contained some dunno wat that is very good for burning tummy fat"

mummy,"Eat wat?"

brother, with a deliberate slang,"niu lou pa(translate:cow meat steak in chi)"

I stole a glance at him,
wondering if he realises that the way he said it made it sound like some kind of vulgarity.

He just looked innocently straight ahead,seemingly unaware of anything out of the ordinary.

I thought I was imagining things.

mummy,"then wat about u, boy?"

bro,with that slang again, "ji pai"

I stared at him.

This time, he burst out laughing.

Affected by his contagious laughter,I couldn't help laughing as well.

I punched him on the arm.

He laughed harder.

Mummy, helplessly laughing, whacked him on the arm.

And he laughed so hard his glasses slipped off his nose.

*smiles and shakes head*

Oh well, there goes the effort put into 15 years of good upbringing,
and an environment free of vulgarities.

I guess,
boys will always be boys.

No matter how hard u try to prevent it,
no matter how hard u try to provide them proper examples,
instill in them good manners,
as he grows up, vulgarities will just find its way into their lives.

It's in their blood.

*sobs*

I'm fast losing my baby brother.....