Feeling yful, Lyndon, in high spirits, reached around and yfully wiped the boy’s nose with his slightly greasy hand.


    The busy Sheldon frowned and turned to look at Tilda instinctively, thinking she was teasing him.


    “Mom, why did you do that?”


    Tilda, absorbed in her work, was caught off guard by his question.


    “What do you mean?”


    Sheldon blinked and touched his nose.


    “You’re being naughty.


    You touched me with your dirty hands just now and pretended it wasn’t you!”


    Astonished, Tilda asked, “When did I touch you with my dirty hands?”


    “Just now, admit it!” he insisted.


    Tilda blinked, puzzled.


    Seeing the mischief in Lyndon’s eyes, she suddenly understood.


    “Sheldon, it wasn’t me.


    It was your father who teased you.


    ”


    Lyndon always appeared so serious.


    She never expected him to have such a yful side.


    “Sheldon, I’m on your right.


    How could it be me? Your mother did it,”


    Lyndon said, feigning innocence.


    Tilda was exasperated.


    “Why are you lying?”


    “I’m not,” Lyndon replied, maintaining his serious facade.


    Sheldon looked at them both an idea forming in his mind.


    “Mom and Dad, please lower your heads.


    ”


    Tilda and Lyndon exchanged nces andplied.


    Sheldon’s small fingers touched their noses.


    “You two must be punished.


    ”


    Tilda protested, “Sheldon, I’m innocent.


    I told you it was your father who teased you.


    ”


    Then she quickly touched Lyndon’s face with her dirty fingers.


    Lyndon grinned and turned to Sheldon.


    “See how vengeful she is?”


    Sheldon giggled, hisughter filling the room.


    Watching the interaction from her seat, Rosalynn smiled.


    The three of them seemed to be in perfect harmony.N?velDrama.Org holds text ? rights.


    It looked Like Lyndon had a soft spot for Tilda.