Chapter 637 637. Make it look like it’s real
With such a commotion, everyone in the yard came out.
The seventh cousin frowned: "Where is his grandfather?"
"I don't know." Ulan whispered: "I heard someone talking just now. I guess he can't control the child and his face is not good."
Besides, educating children to have this kind of virtue also has something to do with what they teach at home. Just like when Song Youde was partial to his eldest son, who was obedient and obedient... Well, that's a long way off.
In short, Wulan guessed that although Old Man Li couldn't control it, he was his grandson after all and wanted to use Qiaoqiao's car to coax him. Then it makes sense that he wouldn't come out now.
Not only her, but no one asked at the moment, so they probably all guessed this way.
As for the boss, facing the annoying chubby little Li Haoxuan, Qiao Qiao refused to give in at all: "The rhubarb is yours, and it's your fault if you don't feel bad about it! The big flower is mine, and I won't give it to you if I don't give it to you!" "
After he finished speaking, he grabbed Li Haoxuan's clothes and pulled him off: "Go away! You are not allowed to touch Da Duo!"
He is tall and powerful, and it is easy to drag a child now. Instead, the live broadcast room became lively - a naughty child is beaten, how interesting it is!
【Let's fight, let's fight! 】
【The naughty kid really deserves a beating】
【It's better not to fight, call his family members, otherwise he will get blackmailed later】
【This kid talks so cruelly】
【Anchor, don't let him kill Rhubarb! Rhubarb is so pitiful, just buy it]
【Who are you? How much do you pay for a cow? It’s easy to put it]
【That is, don't be morally kidnapped】
【Am I the only one paying attention to the name of this tricycle? 】
【Hey, I noticed it too, what should I say? It’s Teacher Qiaoqiao’s style]
But at this moment, no one was paying attention to the live broadcast anymore. Instead, everyone was staring at the little fat man who was gasping for air with his fists clenched in front of him.
Then, as expected, he bumped into Qiaoqiao again: "Ahhh, I'm going to beat you to death!"
However, this time Qiaoqiao was prepared. He didn't bump, but directly rebounded and took two steps back, falling and squatting on his butt.
This time he was immediately stunned.
Then it started rolling on the ground, like a big white insect that had just been dug up in the vegetable field, rolling from one end to the other, still howling in its mouth:
“I want this car! I want this car!” “Mom-Dad-oooh-oh, I want this car!”
“They all bully me! Even the old man bullies me. My grandpa doesn’t like me at all…”
This time I have made some progress than before. Maybe I was really wronged and shed tears.
Qiaoqiao directly covered her ears, and then shook her head wildly:
“If you don’t listen, don’t listen, the **** is chanting sutras.”
Song Tan almost laughed.
If the grinding continues like this, if this naughty kid rolls around in the yard all night, Qiaoqiao might still be able to sleep soundly.
However, this naughty child is not from her family, why should he be allowed to get in the way here?
It would be better if Old Man Li did not come forward!
At this moment she took two steps forward and pulled out a sesame stick from the sack in the corner:
“Who told you to ask for something like this?”
"How did your parents educate you? If you don't get up, I'm going to whip you."
What a coincidence, isn't it?
Li Haoxuan has heard this since he was a child!
His dad always yelled like this when he had nothing to do, but he never got slapped on him.
Because the **** wail is louder than him.
At this moment, his eyes rolled, and his sobbing voice became louder, and he even held back his tears.
Just crying, looking at Song Tan, and howling... His facial features were so busy that he couldn't coordinate, and he didn't even care to shed tears.
Song Tan smiled.
Slowly, in front of the live camera, she removed all the leaves and pods from the sesame pole, leaving only a thin pole glowing green.
"Are you leaving?" The little chubby boy rolled on the ground, then raised his head and looked at her: "I won't!"
“Give me your car, and I won’t leave if you don’t give it to me!”
Good guy!
The live broadcast room also liked it—
【He is a man, with a slapped face at first glance】
【What kind of education is this】
【Hey, don't hit, don't hit, it's not your own child who will easily get into trouble if you hit him】
【Call his parents directly】
【If you are in the countryside during the summer vacation, your parents will definitely not be around, so it will be useless to fight.】
【If you ask me, a child like this should be smoked! Just don’t break it]
【You think too much and don't look at what the anchor sister is holding in her hand】
【Just the sesame stalks, which are thin and have been left in the sun for another day...are either brittle or wilted, what could be wrong with them? 】
【As expected of Teacher Qiaoqiao's sister, she is so gentle】
【Such a thin sesame pole is used to beat naughty children. When I was a child, the bamboo sticks my dad used made a swishing sound】
【My mother uses a broom stick】
【My dad takes the belt】
【I remember my dad gave me a big-eared melon seed - because I secretly picked a honeycomb and put it in the quilt】
【…】
【I originally wanted to say that your father is too cruel, but now I just want to say that I am my biological child, so I only gave you a big ear scraper】
They are all from the village. What could happen with such a thin sesame stick?
Even the seventh cousin was watching happily, and Yan Ran and others were just watching the excitement and couldn't bear to look away.
Sure enough!
Everyone in the live broadcast room only saw Song Tan lightly waving the thin sesame pole, as if he did not dare to use force, and slowly slapped it on the little fat man's buttocks.
Just like being tickled, the other person didn’t change at all. Instead, she became arrogant and made a face at her——
beat you, you beat me, I’ll ask my dad to beat you to death!”
As he spoke, he rolled over comfortably:
"Hit me! I'm not afraid."
Everyone: ...Surely, this sesame pole is too thin and useless!
Seventh cousin has such a bad temper!
At this moment, his voice rose: "Song Tan, wait, I'll break a bamboo strip for you!"
The live broadcast room is also full of chatter—
【The old man is right, you have to pull out a bamboo stick and ask for the one on the top of the bamboo! 】
【Yes, that thing hurts when it hits someone, but it can't be broken】
【Miao Zhu! Use bamboo shoots! The most appropriate thing to do is hit someone. When I was in school, every teacher had one hand]
"fine."
Song Tan’s voice was gentle and gentle:
"This is not our child. Just give him a few hits to show him how powerful he is. Otherwise, he will keep making trouble in the yard and Grandpa Li will not be able to live with him anymore."
Her face is gentle, and her words are even gentler:
“I have to let him know today. He just cried at our house all night, and Qiaoqiao’s car will not be given to him if he refuses to give it to him.”
“Yes! I won’t give it to you!”
Qiaoqiao also became happy.
Song Tan then raised his wrist again, and with a light slap, he slapped the little fat man's **** through his pants.
After a short silence, as if the pain was conveyed, and as if the emotion had just been brewing, the child suddenly burst into tears with an "ouch" sound!
I made a bet with my sister that I wouldn’t stay up late. I’ve already lost for three days. I won’t do it today!
(End of this chapter)