If he hadn't known that their identities would be unusual in the future, Jiang Nuanzhi would have wanted to throw them all out one by one.
At that moment, he entered the room without any care and said: "Li Rong, come in first, I have something to tell you."
Li Rong himself was also angry. But looking at Jiang Nuanzhi at this moment, she felt a little guilty for no reason.
If you think carefully about the whole day today, there should be nothing wrong that you did. He felt a little relieved, but in the end he still pushed his wheelchair and followed Jiang Nuanzhi into the house obediently.
Needless to say, Xin Bo, he would learn whatever Jiang Nuanzhi did. Now Jiang Nuanzhi took off his shoes and got on the heated kang. He also came up and squatted behind Jiang Nuanzhi, imitating her. He looked up like that, and even the expression on his face was astonishing.
The little old man squatted at the crack of the door and looked into the room, but never came in. But he still looked like he was just watching the fun and not taking it too seriously.
Jiang Nuanzhi was too lazy to look at them and just looked at Li Rong: "How much do you know about Ping'er, so you want to punish him like this?"
"I, Master Du, told me, He beat people so hard that they couldn't get out of bed, and threatened them not to tell their parents and master!" As he said this, Li Rong became angry again: "It seems that I was ill recently and neglected to discipline me, which is why I got into trouble today. You have to."
"Stop!" Jiang Nuanzhi frowned: "Do you know why Ping'er beat people?"
Li Rong was stunned: " Why is this necessary? It's just that Ping'er was naughty. In the past, he often fought and was cruel. Even members of the Zhao family were stoned by him. "Zhao Xiyue also came here in the past. He complained in tears. Although it seems that Zhao Xiyue is not a good person now, at that time, he ordered his subordinates to investigate and they would never have wrongfully accused him.
"It's really easy for you, dad." Jiang Nuanzhi was very angry when he heard this.
"You have misunderstood the child before, you have not apologized before, and now you hit him for no reason. Isn't it better to educate the child and just hit him?"
Li Rong A pair of eyes that were not angry and self-awesome, but there was a little confusion and grievance in his voice as he said: "Since ancient times, filial sons have always been born under sticks. I have a sense of proportion. I will not really break him like this." When I was young, my father was like this. Not all men are like this. I really didn’t use any force, so I can be considered a loving father."
Seeing Jiang Nuanzhi not speaking, Li Rong coughed lightly: " You can see that my handwriting is pretty good now, but when I was a child, my writing was like a ghost drawing. After my father typed it a few times, I got better and better at writing. If you don’t believe me, ask Xin Bo.”
< br>Jiang Nuanzhi rolled his eyes to the sky.
She finally understood what created Ping'er's villainous character.
Seeing that Li Rong was so big, he was looking down and down. The look in his eyes carefully coincided with the waiter's silly face, making him angry and inexplicably funny.
Sure enough, regardless of the emperors, generals or ministers, as long as men face the task of educating children, they will all turn a blind eye and become wise!
"Let me ask you, when you were beaten, was your family in decline?"
Li Rong was stunned: "No."
"When you were beaten, were you a slave?"
"When you were beaten, did you have a slave to take care of your daily life, lest you have the slightest injury?"
"You were beaten. Did your father ever question your character when you were young? "
Jiang Nuanzhi asked three questions in a row without giving him a chance to answer.
Li Rongwen frowned and was speechless for a long time.
Jiang Nuanzhi looked at him and listened, and then said again: "Times have changed. Now Ping'er is not the same as you were back then. Naturally, you can't just use the methods you used back then to educate him. Even if you use it, it may not be useful. "In the past, when you were sick, he did all the dirty work including washing and peeing, and he used his small shoulders to support a family. Even though it was hard, he did it all by himself." He has never disliked you or complained. Why do you treat him like this when he just fights with others? Even if he is your child, you don't treat him like this? The truth!"
"Li Rong, ask yourself, does Ping'er really need you to beat him up?"
Li Rong looked at Jiang steadily. Nuanzhi even forgot his movements for a while.
Jiang Nuanzhi's words were like a heavy hammer, hammering into his heart, which shocked him so much that he couldn't calm down.
"Show me the five hundred words you wrote yesterday."
Jiang Nuanzhi has no intention of letting Li Rong go. He doesn't seem to have a long memory without a dose of harsh medicine. .
Jiang Nuanzhi really felt sorry for Ping'er.
He is doing all the dirty work at home.
Let’s not talk about menial tasks such as sewing clothes, sweeping the floor and washing dishes, but just talk about the dirty toilet at home. Jiang Nuanzhi had never cleaned it once. It's all handled by Ping'er.
There are also chicken coops, dog houses, donkey and horse pens. There are so many things at home, but the yard is kept clean every day. Never saw anything pickled.
Jiang Nuanzhi didn't even think about it until he got up early in the morning and saw Ping'er carrying a basket and cleaning up the mess in the yard.
He always seems to be like this, always protecting the family in his own way where no one can see it. Maybe sometimes the methods used are very extreme, but Li Rong, a fool, cannot be dealt with.
She wanted to see what he had confessed to yesterday. As a father, why do you know so little about her Ping'er?
It took a while for Li Rong to respond in a muffled voice, and he subconsciously dug around in his arms: "Hey? Why didn't you put it on your body?"
"You put the bedding on the ground."
Suddenly I heard the voice of the little old man outside, and he said quietly: "You have been scratching your head with that letter all morning, changing it several times, and finally stuffed it. "Go under the quilt."
Li Rong was stunned and opened the quilt, and sure enough there was a piece of paper hidden. However, thinking of what Jiang Nuanzhi had just said, he suddenly didn't want to give this thing to Jiang Nuanzhi.
However, Jiang Nuanzhi quickly took it and took a closer look. But the more he looked at it, the weirder his face became.
“Is this what you’ve been holding back all night and insist on showing me?”
After reading the whole article, Jiang Nuanzhi even felt ridiculous. Did he not understand what he meant?
Ask him to post about Ping'er, and he will always say that I shouldn't make you angry.
That is, his handwriting is very good, but the content is really worrying. You haven't fallen in love yet, so why did you develop a love brain?
"I'll rewrite it." Li Rong grabbed it and stuffed it into his arms. The whole person was as red as a cooked shrimp: "You, don't be angry yet." (End of Chapter)