I just heard Little Fatty crying loudly:
"It hurts so much! It hurts so much! You're going to beat me to death. I want my dad... I want my mom, oooooh..."
Everyone:...
"Don't say that." Ulan still looked at the fat child rolling on the ground seriously:
"Why do I feel that the actors who have appeared on TV recently are not as powerful as him?"
Make it look real.
If you ask Li Haoxuan to say it, isn't it true?
Obviously the first two strokes didn't hurt at all! It was so light and fluttery, it was like the lesson learned from the heavy thunder and small raindrops at home, so he felt confident.
But that blow just now... that blow just now seemed to go all the way from the buttocks to the forehead!
He was young and couldn't express much about his feelings, but it just hurt! It hurts!
It was as if his skin had been torn open by someone, and he was rolling on the ground crying, which was definitely true.
However, the people in the entire courtyard were as indifferent as devils. He glanced twice while rolling around and found that everyone was still smiling...
Woohoo, so scary, so scary!
The little fat man was uneducated and couldn't sum up anything. It was just a double blow to his mind and body. He couldn't hold back any longer and cried louder.
The next moment, Song Tan flicked his wrist, and the sesame rod hit his butt again!
The meat on his fat buttocks raised by big fish and meat trembled, and then the pain quickly spread to his limbs, so that he cried miserably and loudly, and he was particularly sincere -
"It hurts so much! It hurts so much! I want to tell my dad oooooo..."
"Ouch", Song Tan raised his eyebrows in surprise:
"You want to tell your father, what if your father turns around and beats me? I'm a little scared... No, I have to beat you a few more times to vent my anger."
As he said that, he pumped it up again.
Anyone who has been beaten knows that when he was beaten, the pain did not spread quickly, but it took him a while to react.
So he rolled and crawled to the side and hid, his tears kept flowing like a water bottle, and even his voice became weaker:
"It hurts so much, it hurts so much... I won't tell my dad, please don't hit me, oh, oh, oh, oh, don't hit me..."
Song Tan slowly took back his hand, and then stared at the sesame pole in his hand in surprise:
"Does it really hurt that much?"
The live broadcast room was indeed filled with excitement again.
[The young lady is still too naive]
[Don’t underestimate children, they sometimes use this inertial thinking to make their lies appear flawless]
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A soft smile:
"You're pretty good at lying."
"I don't like children who lie. I want to beat them when I see them... It seems that I have to beat you until you realize your mistake today."
As he spoke, he flicked his wrist, and the sesame pole was pulled up again.
There was a "pop" sound, which fell on the clothes. It was light and dull, but it didn't sound painful.
But the tears that Little Fatty had just held back burst out again, and he cried and burped in pain:
"I burp, I won't tell my dad to burp... Oooh... don't burp... burp... it hurts... burp..."
Song Tan frowned:
"You're crying so hard here. I have no energy at all. Are you going to complain when you go back?"
Before Little Fatty could shake her head, she heard her saying to herself: "That won't work, I can't bear this grievance in vain. It's obviously you who started the trouble first, I have to fight back first..."
Seeing that she was about to raise her hand again, the little fat man suddenly squatted on the ground and covered his buttocks with difficulty with his two fat hands:
"I was wrong, I was wrong! Stop fighting!"
Only then did Song Tan smile with satisfaction.
Then he casually opened the sesame pole with his hand:
"Then tell me, what's wrong?"
Little Fatty burped.
Finally, he became confused: "Hiccup... I, I, I don't know either. Hiccup... I don't know."
He carefully looked at Song Tan's face and said softly:
"I...shouldn't I tell my dad?"
Song Tan:......
How did this happen through education? This person has a higher academic qualification than Qiao Qiao. Why can't he grasp the key points?
She was also numb. After all, when it came to education, her own skills were mediocre.
He simply turned around and looked at the people behind him who were joining in the fun:
"Yan Ran, come on!"
Yan Ran:? !
"I can't! I can only teach the big ones!"
Finally, Party Secretary Xiao Zhu sighed:
"Li Haoxuan, right? Let me tell you where you went wrong."
"First, did your school teacher ever teach you to be filial to your elders? When you are at home, you eat your grandfather's food. Why do you beat him and scold him?"
"Second, rhubarb is raised at home, and the ownership right belongs to your grandfather. We have no right to kill or sell it, but you are wrong to kill it to blackmail others to fulfill your wishes!"
"Three, this tricycle belongs to Qiao Qiao. If Qiao Qiao doesn't agree, no one can take it away - unless he violates the law. If you want to play with the tricycle, you should tell Qiao Qiao carefully instead of wallowing in other people's homes and taking it. Swearing... these are all your mistakes."
She finished these words with a solemn face, then slowly stood up, straightened her back, and smiled proudly at everyone:
"How about it? I still have to rely on me for education."
Everyone:...
Secretary Zhu Zhu’s brows jumped.
The next moment, she turned around and saw a confused Li Haoxuan, who hummed:
"One... two... three... um... um..."
It shows that I said too much at once and can’t remember it.
Party Secretary Xiaozhu: ...This is a problem with the child’s IQ and has nothing to do with her education level.
But fortunately this farce is over.
As for Song Tan spanking the chubby kid in front of the live broadcast - it's terrible. Who's child in the village hasn't been beaten?
Nothing is pulled out of this thin sesame stick, so what's the fuss about? As long as she is here, there is a live broadcast to prove it.
But at this moment, Song Tan frowned:
"Why did I hear Dahuang barking? Why hasn't Grandpa Li moved yet?"
