Siheyuan: Tianyi, the widow of Qin cried and knelt and begged for marriage

"At that time, if you train well, you will definitely be better than a stick."

Cao Kun was speechless: "Look at you, what do you say, this stick is your biological son anyway."

"It can't be like this, it can't be like this."

"I'm still in pain."

Qin Huairu rolled her eyes angrily, she is not stupid now.

He wouldn't believe Cao Kun's nonsense.

Now, outside.

Everyone looked at the stick.

The reason for feeling sticky is too strong.

Jia Zhang yelled: "Then why don't you come over? You have already found an excuse for beating someone, come here and show the uncle."

Liu Haizhong clasped his fists excitedly: "Thank you, Xie Xie sticks to perform with all his heart."

The stick stem walked over sadly and angrily.

The wind is small and the water is cold.

Once the help is gone, it will never be returned.

When he came to Jia Zhang's, the stick hadn't stood up yet and was about to speak.

Jia Zhang stared at him skillfully, raised his hand, and pointed it at BangGong's face.

Snapped.

A loud bang came.

The stick spun around in circles, and then lay down on the ground with a snap.

Stick: '...'

Isn't it a good show?

You have played me in circles.

You... You are not acting.

The stick is full of despair.

I'm awesome, it's so hard.

Jia Zhang raised her foot, bang, and stepped on the back of the stick: "Liu Haizhong, did you see that?"

"That's beating a child."

Only in this way will the child be taught a lesson.

"Only when you know your mistakes can you correct them."

"Still raise your head and show it to the uncle."

Sticking his face full of grief and indignation, he raised his head with tears in his eyes, and showed Liu Haizhong his own face.

When Liu Haizhong saw it, he immediately took a deep breath: "Amazing."

He ran over and squatted on the ground.

Staring at the swollen face of the stick, he nodded again and again, his eyes serious.

"Mr. Jia Zhang, you have a good skill, you have learned it, you have learned it."

"Looking at the swollen face, it's neither high nor low, just right."

"It will neither affect the image nor scare outsiders"

"This craftsmanship is absolutely perfect."

Stick stem: "..."

Can you speak human language?

It was me who was beaten.

You stared at my beaten face and commented.

There is no such thing as you.

Grandpa, just be yourself.

You deserve to be beaten by your son.

Stick closes his eyes, his face is full of despair, he accepts his fate, he accepts his fate again.

Liu Haizhong got up, with a solemn expression: "I learned, I really have acupuncture points."

Jia Zhang raised her head proudly: "From now on, you will only be this big."

"If the body is swollen if you don't hit it, it will have no effect."

"Look at your two sons, how unfilial they are, how dare they beat their father."

: "Look at our stickler again, how filial we are."

"I want to beat him. He has already found a good excuse. This is a filial child."

"Bang, are you happy?"

"..." Stick! ! !

"I'm happy, grandma played well." Sticky shouted aggrievedly.

Jia Zhang's eyes were excited: "Liu Haizhong, look, do you see it?"

"This sentence is the effect."

"When will your two sons be able to do this, you will be successful."

"Liu Guangfu Liu Guangtian, you two are unfilial sons, you must teach yourself a lesson."

Liu Haizhong nodded solemnly, gritted his teeth, and his eyes spewed fire.

Holding the belt, he walked up to the two brothers again.

Liu Guangfu: "..."

Dad, calm down, calm down.

Don't learn 2.8 from Jia Zhang.

Liu Guangtian: '...'

Dad, I was wrong.

Am I really wrong?

I don't want to be beaten.

Liu Guangfu gritted his teeth and looked at the two brothers, then raised his hand.

Snapped.

A flick of a whip.

Liu Guangtian: "Ah..."

Liu Haizhong was furious: "Nizi, I hit you lightly, why are you shouting?"

"Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt at all, okay, you're still playing me."

Liu Guangtian: "..."

woohoo.

I really hurt.

I really didn't play you.

Next to him, Yi Zhonghai said: "Okay, old Liu, stop acting, just forget about it if you don't want to fight."

Liu Haizhong: '...'

Woo woo woo.

I'm really trying to play.

I didn't play you guys.

Could it be that I hit the child in the wrong posture?

435: Shocked, Liu Haizhong was driven crazy! ! !

Sha Zhu's face was full of regret: "Hey, poor stick, just finished the demonstration, and Liu Haizhong is not willing to beat his son again."

Xu Damao: "That's right, Bai Xia is so cooperative."

Stick stick lay on the ground, nodding with aggrieved face.

Yeah yeah.

My stick is so cooperative to perform for you, you are not willing to beat your own son.

Didn't I get beaten in vain?

Excessive.

This is too much.

Stick glared at Liu Haizhong aggrievedly: "Grandpa, do you want to fight or not? Use your strength."

With a mournful face, Liu Haizhong waved his whip: "I've tried my best."

Snapped.

Liu Guangfu: "Ah!"

Liu Haizhong: "Look, I gritted my teeth and hit it."

Snapped!

Liu Guangtian: "Wooooow, it hurts."

Liu Haizhong: "It's great, the uncle is really beating his son, I am really beating, I am just beating hard."

clap clap! ! !

Liu Guangtian: "Woo 25 woo woo."

Liu Guangfu: "Ah!"

BangGong lay on the ground and cried directly: "Okay, okay, sir, stop beating me."

Liu Haizhong looked at Bang Geng expectantly: "Bang Geng, you believe in the old man, don't you?"

Stick stem roared angrily: "I said, don't play me."

"The three of you, father and son, are just acting for me and amusing me."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo , save me is not foolish."

"I'm the only one who is stupid, isn't I?"

"Wooooow, why am I so stupid, I'll show you how to get beaten."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo money."

Stick Terrier cried in despair, shrugging his shoulders in collapse.

Then, he got up and left with a disappointed face.

Liu Haizhong's eyes were red, he looked at the sad figure of the stick, the injured figure of the stick, and the despairing back of the stick.

Liu Haizhong felt that he had sinned deeply.

I... hurt a child's heart.

What a kind child.