Song Tan Jishi

After such a commotion, everyone in the yard came out.

Seventh Cousin frowned: "Where's his grandfather?"

"I don't know." Ulan whispered: "I just heard someone talking, so I guess I can't control the children, so I can't get up and down."

Besides, the education of children to this virtue also has something to do with what they were taught at home. Just like when Song Youde was partial to his eldest son's obedience and obedience... Cough, it's getting too far.

In short, Wulan guessed that although old man Li couldn't control it, he was his own grandson and wanted to use Qiao Qiao's car to coax his grandson? Then it makes sense if he won't come out.

Not only her, everyone didn't ask at the moment, so they probably all guessed so.

And here, facing the annoying little chubby Li Haoxuan, Qiao Qiao didn't give in at all: "The rhubarb is yours, if you don't feel sorry for it, you are bad! The big flower is mine, if I don't give it, I won't give it!" "

After he finished speaking, he grabbed Li Haoxuan's clothes and pulled him down: "Go away! You are not allowed to touch Da Duo!"

He was tall and strong, and it was easy to pull a child at the moment, but the live broadcast room became lively-how interesting it was for a child to be beaten!

[Fight and fight! 】

【Bear boy really deserves to be beaten】

[It's better not to fight, call his family, or else he will be blackmailed if he touches the oily skin later]

【This kid speaks so cruelly】

[The anchor don't let him kill Rhubarb! Rhubarb is so pitiful, just buy it and forget it]

【Who are you? Do you pay tens of thousands of dollars for a cow? It's easy to say]

【That's right, don't kidnap morally】

【Am I the only one who pays attention to the names of these tricycles? 】

[Hey, I noticed it too, how should I say it? It’s Teacher Qiao Qiao’s style]

But at this moment, no one was paying attention to the live broadcast anymore, instead everyone was staring at the little chubby who was clenching his fists and panting in front of him.

Afterwards, as expected, he bumped his head towards Qiao Qiao again: "Ah, I'm going to beat you to death!"

However, this time Qiao Qiao was prepared, he didn't bump, instead he directly rebounded and took two steps back, falling on his buttocks and squatting.

This time he was thrown into a daze.

Then it rolled on the ground, like a big white worm just dug out of the vegetable field, rolling from one end to the other, still wailing:

"I want this car! I want this car!" "Mom - Dad - woo woo woo I want this car!"

"They all bully me! The old man bullies me too, my grandpa doesn't like me at all..."

This time I improved a bit compared to before, maybe because I was really wronged, tears flowed out.

Qiao Qiao directly covered her ears, then shook her head frantically:

"If you don't listen, don't listen, bastard chant the scriptures."

Song Tan almost laughed.

If it goes on like this, if this brat rolls around in the yard all night, Qiao Qiao might still be able to sleep soundly.

However, this brat doesn't belong to her family, why should he let him get in the way here?

It would be better if old man Li didn't show up!

At this moment, she took two steps forward and took out a sesame stalk 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 again, I will beat you."

What a coincidence, isn't it?

Li Haoxuan has heard these words since he was a child!

His father liked to yell like this whenever he had nothing to do, but he never got it on him.

Because the fucking wail was louder than him.

At this moment, the eyeballs rolled around, but the howling sound became louder, and even the tears were stopped.

Just crying, looking at Song Tan, and howling... His five sense organs were too busy to coordinate, and he couldn't even care about the tears.

Song Tan smiled.

In front of the live broadcast camera, she slowly removed the leaves and fruit pods from the sesame stalks, leaving only a slender, blue-colored stalk.

Then he took a step forward suddenly, staring into the little fat man's eyes:

"Are you going?"

The little chubby rolled over on the ground, then raised his head to look at her: "I won't!"

"Give me this car, if you don't give it to me, you won't leave!"

Good guy!

The live room also praised it——

【He's a man, he has a slapped face at first sight】

【What kind of education is this?】

[Oh, don't hit, don't hit, it's not my own child who is easy to be picked on by others]

[Call his parents directly]

[In the countryside during the summer vacation, my parents must not be around, and it's useless to fight]

[If you want me to say, such a child should be smoked! Just don’t break it]

[You guys think too much, and don't even look at what the anchor sister is holding]

[Just the sesame stalks, the thin ones were picked out, and after another day in the sun...it's either brittle or wilted, what could be wrong with it? 】

【Worthy of being Teacher Qiao Qiao's sister, so gentle】

[Children who beat bears use such thin sesame sticks. When I was a child, the bamboo sticks made a swishing noise when my dad swung them]

【My mother uses a broomstick】

【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 was too ruthless, but now I just want to say that it is my own, so I only give you a big slap in the face]

They are all from the village, so what kind of trouble can such a thin sesame stalk cause?

Even Seventh Cousin was watching cheerfully, and Yan Ran and the others seemed to be watching the excitement, and they couldn't bear to look away.

really!

The people in the live broadcast room only saw Song Tan wave the slender sesame stick lightly, as if he didn't dare to use force, and slowly drew it on the little fat man's buttocks.

Like tickling, the other party didn't change at all, but became arrogant and made a face at her——

"Slightly slightly—you hit me, you hit me, I'll tell my dad to beat you to death!"

As he spoke, he rolled over happily:

"Hit it! I'm not afraid.]

Everyone: ... Sure enough, the sesame sticks are too thin to be useful!

Seventh Cousin has such a violent temper!

At this moment, he raised his voice: "Song Tan, you wait, I will break a bamboo strip for you!"

The live broadcast room is also chattering——

[The old man is right, you have to take a bamboo stick, and ask for the one on the bamboo tip! 】

[Yes, that thing hurts when it hits people, and it won't break]

[Miao Bamboo! Use bamboo shoots! Hitting someone is the most appropriate, when I was in school, the teacher had one hand]

"fine."

Song Tan's voice was gentle and gentle:

"This is not our child, just hit him twice to let him know how powerful he is, otherwise he will keep making trouble in the yard, and grandpa Li will lose face later on."

Her face was gentle, and her words were even more gentle:

"I have to let him know today that he just spent the whole night crying at our house, and Qiao Qiao's car will not be given to him if he refuses to give it to him."

"Yes! No!"

Jojo is also happy.

And then, Song Tan raised his wrist again, and with a fluttering slap, he slapped Xiaopangdun's butt through his trousers again.

After a short period of silence, as if the pain was conveyed, and as if he had just brewed a good mood, the child suddenly burst into tears, tears streaming down his face!

It has been three days since I lost a bet with my sister not to stay up late, and I will never do it today!