Master Lin of the Red Chamber

Hearing Lin Ruhai's words, he glanced at the red sandalwood ruler again. Lin Qing moved his lips, but for a moment he didn't know what to say. He felt as if a hundred thousand horses were galloping past him. The stuff is still an antique.

It has been passed down for four generations, and this is the fifth generation for him. If it wasn't a tool for punishing people, he would have thought it was a family heirloom. He really couldn't figure out how this kind of thing would be passed down.

Shouldn't it be thrown away after the first person to be punished grows up? If it were Lin Qing himself, he wouldn't look like he was being abused, and if he kept something to punish himself, wouldn't that make him feel bad for himself? .

"As a son of man, it is a rule to reflect every morning and evening. Do you need to teach you this common sense as a father?"

Looking at the silent son in front of him, Lin Ruhai suddenly understood how his father felt back then, and also understood why he became miserable every time.

But thinking about it, his father was luckier than him, at least he didn't lack the growth of his son, he could be taught from childhood to adulthood, no matter how he got into trouble, he always respected his father, not like the unfilial son in front of him.

Counting from the meeting in the south of the Yangtze River, it has been more than two months since I returned to the Lin Mansion. Not to mention being filial and sensible, even the basic rules, the daily morning and evening routines, this bastard has never followed.

Originally, I just wanted to wait for my son to accept me slowly, but now it seems that I don't need to count on this anymore. This bastard has no such awareness at all. If he doesn't take the initiative, his son can wait until he gets married and starts a business, and his relationship with him will still be like this as indifferent.

"..."

Hearing the chill in Lin Ruhai's words, Lin Qing blinked his eyes, and didn't know what to say anymore. He decided to think about it. How could he know what the rules were? He tried hard to pretend to be dazed, but couldn't restrain himself Live a little guilty.

If it were ordinary people, maybe they really didn't know, but although his family was down and out, the Lin family was very big. The patriarch valued him in recent years, and he went to the Lin mansion quite a lot. Regarding the rules of some big families, I still know something.

When he first went to Lin's Mansion, various things happened frequently, so he didn't take care of them. Seeing that Lin Ruhai didn't respond, he simply pretended not to know, but he didn't expect to be attacked now.

"Father, my son knows his mistakes, and he will definitely correct them in the future. However, my son is not familiar with these rules. If there is anything wrong, please forgive me!"

He sighed with emotion that he would be able to get up whenever he wanted in the future, and he would get up whenever he wanted, and he was afraid that it would be gone like this, but Lin Qing still showed some guilt on his face.

The family law has been brought out, he is not the kind of person who is ignorant of current affairs, pretending to be obedient may not be useful, but it is better than being tough and stubborn, although it is a bit embarrassing, but face is something that can be eaten Well.

"You can barely get by with this excuse! But leaving home privately and making the elders worry about it, what do you have to say?"

Seeing that his son didn't even blink, he found an excuse and blamed him all, Lin Ruhai couldn't help laughing, praised him, then changed the topic, and asked again.

Although the son hadn't just returned home, most of the father and son were strangers to each other. Even if Lin Ruhai wanted to teach his son a lesson, he couldn't beat him hard.

"Son... son knows his mistake..."

Lin Qing opened his mouth, and tried hard to find out the reason, but after thinking for a long time, he had nothing to say, he could only lower his head in frustration, silently mourning for his two hands in his heart.

"Since you know your mistake, how much should you be punished for disrespecting your elders and leaving home without permission?"

Lin Ruhai's words seemed very calm and calm, without the initial anger at all. This was the result of deliberate chatter with his son for a long time. Before fighting, he must calm himself down.

Although he had never punished anyone before, nor did he have any experience in raising children, but when he was punished back then, his father's actions gave him a good inspiration. Beating his son was to teach him a lesson.

If you do it in anger, you will easily hurt your son, and then you will be the one who regrets it, and sometimes it is irreparable. He has heard that someone broke his son's leg with his own hands.

"Ten... no, twenty..."

Lin Qing wanted to brazenly say ten punishments, but it can be seen that Lin Ruhai's complexion darkened in an instant, and the sneer on his lips that could not be ignored, in the end he swallowed the words again, and it became twenty punishments.

To Lin Qing, this number was already terrifying, but he quietly glanced at Lin Ruhai's face, probably because he didn't like the number he reported, so Lin Qing decisively pretended not to see it.

"Lin Qing, if you disrespect your elders and skip class without permission, how much should you be fined?"

Seeing his son pretending to be an ostrich with his head lowered, Lin Ruhai pretended not to see his own face, and asked directly, twenty blows, if it was a court battle, twenty blows would not be too little, but if this family law was changed, it would be a shame. Just too little.

Back then, he only forgot his homework once, and was beaten twenty times by his father. What's more, it was such a big mistake for this bastard now, twenty blows is a bit too light, he is a literati, and he doesn't know martial arts , not so much hand strength.

"Punish...forty rulers..."

It was a little difficult for Lin Qing to say this, and he couldn't help recalling in his mind the tragic situation when his neighbor Xiaohuzi was found skipping class.

But the little tiger who was beaten back then was only eight years old, and those two rough little hands were so beaten that blood spots could be seen, and they swelled up directly, looking extremely scary.

Although Lin Qing has been fined in recent years, the maximum is only twenty rulers. Even so, the pain is already unbearable. If it is really forty, he feels that he will lose half of his life.

"Now that you know, what are you waiting for, come here!"

Looking at his son's instantly pale face, Lin Ruhai couldn't help but flash a smile in his eyes. He thought this little guy was not afraid of anything, after all, he was still a child.

Closing his eyes in despair, Lin Qing gritted his teeth, and walked over ruthlessly. Back then, a little tiger could stand up to forty feet, let alone him, but he must find a way to hold it back for a while. It can't be as miserable as the little tiger crying back then.

Taking a deep breath, Lin Qing bit his lower lip, and stretched out his two little hands out of fear. According to the school rules, the general punishment is in the hands, and the ten fingers are connected to the heart. This will make people feel more painful. Remember profound.

With a crisp snap, Lin Qing's little hands trembled, and he couldn't help shrinking back, but he held back and didn't dodge, but in order to avoid the next tragedy, he closed his eyes and didn't look much.

But he waited in fear for a while, but he didn't see the second ruler fall. He opened his eyes with some doubts, and saw Lin Ruhai standing in front of him, looking at him with a half-smile.

"Lie here..."

Seeing that the silly boy in front of him opened his eyes, Lin Ruhai tapped the desk beside him with a ruler, signaling his son to get down and be punished. Their Lin family's family law is different from that of the school, and they don't like hitting palms.

For a scholar, the hand is the most important thing, and the ruler is thick. If you are in a hurry, no one knows whether it will be broken, so the punishment should be directed at the thickest flesh, which is not easy to break.

"Father……"

Understanding what Lin Ruhai meant, Lin Qing's complexion turned from white to red in an instant, and he glanced at the desk with some hesitation, but he didn't take back his outstretched hand, but looked at Lin Ruhai with some pleading.

He can accept palm slaps, after all, he has endured them several times over the years, but punishing that kind of place makes Lin Qing tremble in his heart. up.

"Why, does Young Master Lin dare to do it but not to be it?"

Perhaps it was because he was subject to family law when he was young, and he was used to the experience of his peers being subject to family law. Lin Ruhai didn't think there was anything shameful about this family law. The reason why he was afraid of it was also because he was afraid of pain.

But looking at his son's rare blushing face, Lin Ruhai couldn't help but feel a strange feeling in his heart. Of course, he should be beaten when he should, and it is impossible to let his son be spared just because of a little pleading.

Those servants who were implicated by his son almost took off their pants and were punished in public, and he didn't spare them. Son's punishment will never be heavier than them, and there is no reason to let it go .

The old fox, the old thing, the old bastard, the old bastard, yelled a few words frantically in his heart, and Lin Qing felt a little better. He gritted his teeth, glared at Lin Ruhai bitterly, but still obediently lay on the ground. On the table.

It is not accurate to say that it is lying down. Lin Qing is only 12 years old after all. He is not taller than the desk for a long time. In fact, his arms are resting on the desk. The whole person is actually standing. .

This kind of posture, plus Lin Qing's height, is actually not easy to hit the buttocks, unless Lin Ruhai bends down. on the desk.

Lifting the hem of his son's robe, revealing his blue underpants, Lin Ruhai firmly held his son's waist with one hand, and held a ruler with the other hand, and patted on him mercilessly.

Hearing a crackling sound, Lin Qing couldn't help trembling even though he had been prepared for a long time, and let out a muffled snort, feeling ashamed and aggrieved at the same time, and almost shed tears for a while.

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