Chapter 637 637. Make it look 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. You can’t get up and down.”
Besides, children’s education 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 tangent.
In short, Wu Lan 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.
It’s not just her, everyone didn’t ask at this moment, they probably all guessed this way.
As for this boss, facing the annoying chubby Li Haoxuan, Qiao Qiao refused to give in at all: "The rhubarb is yours, it's your fault if you don't feel bad about it! The big flower is mine, I won't give it to you If you don’t give it, you won’t give it!”
After he finished speaking, he grabbed Li Haoxuan’s clothes and pulled him off: “Go away!”
He is tall and powerful, and it is easy to drag a child around now. Instead, the live broadcast room becomes lively - how interesting it is to get a naughty child beaten!
【Fight, fight! 】
【The naughty kid really deserves to be beaten】
【It’s better not to beat him, call his family, otherwise he will be blackmailed later】
【 This kid speaks so cruelly]
[Anchor, don’t let him kill Dahuang! Rhubarb is so pitiful, just buy it]
【Who are you? How much do you pay for a cow? That's easy to say]
[That's right, don't kidnap morals]
[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 no one is paying attention to the live broadcast at this moment. Instead, everyone is staring at the little chubby man who clenches his fists and gasps for air.
Then, as expected, he bumped into Qiao Qiao again: "Ah ah ah, I'm going to beat you to death!"
However, this time Qiao Qiao was prepared. He didn't hit him. Instead, he bounced back and took two steps back. , fell down and squatted down.
This time he was stunned. " I want this car! I want this car!” “Mom-Dad-oh, I want this car!”
"They all bullied me! The old man also bullied me. My grandpa doesn't like me at all..."
This time it was better than before. Maybe he was really wronged and burst into tears. flowed out.
Qiao Qiao directly covered her ears, and then shook her head crazily:
“If you don’t want to listen, you are the bastard chanting sutras.”
Song Tan almost laughed.
If he keeps grinding like this, if this naughty kid rolls around in the yard all night, Qiao Qiao 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 doesn’t 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 fucking wail is louder than him.
At this moment, his eyes rolled, his sobbing became louder, and he even held back his tears.
I just cried, looked at Song Tan, and howled... My facial features were so busy that I couldn't coordinate, and I 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 with bluish green.
Then he suddenly took a step forward and stared into Little Fatty’s eyes:
"Are you leaving?" Little Fatty rolled on the ground, then raised his head and looked at her: "I won't!"
"Give me your car. If you don’t give it to me, I won’t leave!”
Good guy!
The live broadcast room also liked it——
[He is a man, he looks like he has been slapped at first glance]
[What kind of education is this?]
[Oh, don’t hit, don’t hit, it’s not your own child who got hit It’s easy for others to find trouble]
[Call his parents directly]
[In the countryside during the summer vacation, his parents will definitely not be around, and calling him will be useless]
[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 host sister is holding in her hand]
[It’s just the sesame pole, and it’s very thin. After another day in the sun...it's either brittle or wilted. What could be wrong with it? 】
[As expected of Teacher Qiaoqiao’s sister, she is so gentle]
[I used such a thin sesame pole to beat naughty children. When I was a child, my dad used to swing the bamboo stick so hard that it swished. Whooshing】
[My mother used a broomstick]
[My father used a belt]
[I remember my father 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 he is 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 chubby butt.
Just like being tickled, the other person didn’t change at all. Instead, she became arrogant and made a face at her——
"Just a little bit - you hit me, you beat me, I'll ask my dad to beat you to death!"
As he said this, he rolled over happily:
"Hit me! I'll beat you!" I'm not afraid. 】
Everyone: ...Surely, this sesame stick is too thin to be useful!
Seventh Cousin is so bad-tempered!
At this moment, his voice rose: "Song Tan, wait, I will break a bamboo strip for you!"
There are also a lot of chatter in the live broadcast room——
[What the old man said Yes, 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]
"It's okay."
Song Tan's voice was gentle and soft:
"This is not our child. Just give him a few hits to let him know how powerful he is, otherwise he will keep making trouble in the yard. , Grandpa Li can’t live with it anymore.”
Her face was gentle, and her words were even gentler:
“I have to let him know today that he just cried at our house all night. , Qiaoqiao’s car won’t be given to him if he doesn’t want it.”
"Yes! I won't give it to you!"
Qiaoqiao also became happy.
Then, Song Tan raised his wrist again, and with a light slap, he slapped the little fat man's butt 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 lost for three days now. I won’t do it today!
(End of this chapter)