Chapter 638 638. He is not as strong as he is
Hearing the little fat man cry loudly:
"It hurts! It hurts! You are going to beat me to death, I want to My dad...I want my mom to woo woo woo..."
Everyone:...
"Don't say it," Wu Lan still looked at the little one rolling on the ground seriously. Fat boy:
"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 so much!
It was as if his skin had been torn open by someone. At this moment, he was sobbing and rolling on the ground. It was definitely his true feelings.
However, the people in the whole yard were as indifferent as devils. He glanced twice while rolling, and found that everyone was still smiling...
Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo... !
Little Fatty 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 and louder.
The next moment, Song Tan flicked his wrist, and the sesame rod hit his butt again!
The flesh of his fat buttocks raised by big fish and meat trembled, and then the pain spread rapidly to his limbs, so that he cried miserably and loudly, with extremely true feelings——
"It hurts so much! It hurts so much! I want to tell my dad wuwuwu..."
"Ouch", Song Tan raised his eyebrows in surprise:
"You have to tell 伱Dad, what if your dad hits me back? I'm a little scared... No, I have to hit 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. Instead, it took him a while to react.
So I rolled and crawled to the side and hid, my tears kept flowing like a water bottle, and even my voice became weaker:
"It hurts, it hurts. Ah...I won't tell my dad, please stop hitting me, oh, oh, oh, oh, stop..."
Song Tan slowly took back his hand, and then stared at the sesame pole in his hand in surprise:
"Does it really hurt?"
As expected, the live broadcast room was 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 seamless]
[ This kid is really good at acting, much better than the traffic]
[Yes, if I hadn’t seen with my own eyes what was whipping him, I would have thought he was being tortured]
[Some people are sensitive to pain, right? He screamed so fiercely, could it be that he was really beaten? 】
【Impossible! Pretending! It's definitely pretending]
[Look at the anchor's first two blows to his sister, the little fat kid didn't react at all on the ground]
[It can only be said that with such acting skills, he is rolling around here. Son, it’s really a waste】
Song Tan in the yard seemed to have reacted, reaching out and breaking off the front end of the sesame pole - easily and effortlessly.
Then she shook the sesame pole again: "This thing is so brittle, I don't use my strength."
She is a kind person after all, she seems to be afraid of breaking it, and now she goes up Taking two steps forward, he quickly took off the little chubby boy's pants, exposing his buttocks.
——Very good, not to mention any red marks, there is no trace of injury at all!
As soon as Song Tan loosened his hand, the elastic band of his pants quickly bounced back to his butt.
The little chubby boy turned his head to look at her, and saw the devil in front of him who hit people very painfully. He smiled softly:
"You are quite good at lying."
"I don't like lying. The kid wants to be beaten when he sees it... It seems that I have to beat you until you realize your mistake today."
As he said this, 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 chubby boy had just held back burst out again. He cried and hiccupped in pain: "I burp, I won't tell my dad to burp... wu wu wu... don't burp... burp... okay It hurts...burps..."
Song Tan frowned:
"You are crying so miserably here, I have no energy at all, shouldn't I? Will you go back and file a complaint?"
Before Xiaopangdun could shake his head, he heard her saying to herself: "That won't work, I can't suffer this grievance in vain, it's obviously you who started the trouble, I have to. Call 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 two fat hands:
"I was wrong, I was wrong! Stop hitting!"
Song Tan then laughed with satisfaction.
Then he casually picked up the sesame pole with his hand and said:
"Tell me, what's wrong?"
Little Fatty burped.
Finally he became confused: "Hiccup...I, I, I don't know, hiccup...I don't know."
He carefully looked at Song Tan's face, and then 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.
I just turned around and looked at the people behind me 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 teach you to be filial to your elders? You are at home, eating your grandfather's food, why do you beat him and scold him?"
" Second, the rhubarb is raised by the family, and it 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 rules. If you want to play with the tricycle, you should tell Qiao Qiao carefully instead of rolling around 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:...
Xiao Zhu, the party secretary, frowned.
The next moment, she turned around and saw a confused Li Haoxuan, who hummed:
"One...two...three...um...um..."
Show me Zi talked too much and couldn’t remember it.
Xiao Zhu Party Secretary: ...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 - well, who's child in the village hasn't been beaten?
With nothing pulled out of this thin sesame stick, 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 Rhubarb screaming? Why hasn't Grandpa Li moved yet?"
Good night.
The title of the previous chapter is actually that of this chapter. But the content is fine.
Let’s sacrifice a male video tonight - the Dragon Boat Festival is coming, kill it to cheer up everyone!
Entertainment industry article, the beginning is quite interesting, you can try it.
"Illiterate Top Rank: After Three Years of Failure, He Became a Superstar"
(End of this chapter)