Xu Jun's life

On the first morning in Xia's villa, I was woken up by Li Xiu.

"Shut up, you dead monster! What do you know..." This was Li Yao yelling.

"Little bull, you have no education." Zheng Ao scolded him coldly: "You haven't even read a book, you are illiterate!"

"It's better than you! Adopted people like you are the most prone to psychopathy!" Li Xiu's voice was still there.

He said "you", not "you".

I just felt a chill in my heart, and hurriedly got up from the bed, before I had time to get dressed, I put on Li Zhurong's nightgown, and ran to the backyard to have a look.

In the exquisite ancient courtyard, the camellias on the waist are blooming just right, and in the steaming hot spring, Zheng Ao and Li Xiu are fighting into a ball, and Lu Jiaming anxiously shouts beside him, "Xiao Xiu, don't fight."

When I saw Xu Lang standing aside and staring blankly, my heart skipped a beat.

Li Xiu's words were obviously meant for him.

Seeing me coming out, Xu Lang turned around and wanted to go in. I stopped him, "Xiao Lang, stand here and don't move." Then I went up and pulled the children away one by one.

These two people seem to have some deep hatred, they separated and tried to kick each other, almost spitting.

"Don't fight anymore," I said with a straight face, "Let's talk about it first, why did you fight, and who started it first?"

Zheng Ao let out a "hum" and turned his face away.Li Xiu blushed, and wanted to rush up to fight again, but was held back by me: "No more trouble, tell me, why did you hit someone?"

He turned his face away and said nothing.

"Lu Jiaming, tell me!"

Lu Jiaming glanced at Li Xiu and lowered his eyes.

This is taught by Xiaoyao.

Xiaoyao liked to protect her shortcomings since she was a child, but now that she is being manipulated by Xia Chen, she is becoming more and more unreasonable.Lu Jiaming turned out to be such a good kid, and he was taught to protect his shortcomings.

"Jiaming, don't you tell me?" I made a gesture to sue: "Then I called Xia Chen."

Lu Jiaming's tears were shallow, and when I frightened him, the tears rolled down.But he still bit his lip and refused to say a word.

But Li Xiu couldn't hold back anymore.

"Don't ask him! He doesn't know!"

"Then tell me, what's going on, who did it first?"

"I hit him first!" Li Xiu had a broken expression: "I just hit him, what's wrong, dead monsters, they beat less recently, so arrogant!"

Zheng Ao was not easy to deal with, and immediately yelled: "Damn bull, can you beat me? Brainless, immature, and lack of love!"

"It's better than you, I don't know where it was adopted! You don't even have a father!"

I was so angry that my stomach hurt.

One or two of these children have been raised to be human spirits, with sharp teeth, sharp mouth, hurtful words, and they only pick the pain.But he didn't know the severity, so he dared to say anything.

"Jiaming, go to the bedroom and get my phone." I pushed Lu Jiaming away and called Xu Lang: "Xiao Lang, come here."

Xu Lang's face was pale, and he walked over obediently.

"Thank you to Zheng Ao first, he fought Xiao An because of you, right?"

With tears in his eyes, Xu Lang nodded and said to Zheng Ao, "Thank you."

The kid who was so domineering just now felt embarrassed when he heard the thank you.

"Dad just asked what's going on, why didn't you speak for Zheng Ao, Jia Ming knew he was on his friend's side, is that how you treat your friends?"

Xu Lang burst into tears when I asked him.

He was an honest boy and could not tell a lie, but the answer to the question perplexed him, and he could not utter a word, with tears in his eyes.

"Well, you're not going to say anything when Dad asks you, are you?" I showed an angry expression.

"No..." He burst into tears: "Dad said, I want to take care of my younger brother. Just now, my younger brother hit Xiao Ao first. It was my younger brother's fault. I can't say..."

The children fell silent.

I turned my face and looked at Li Xiu.

He put his head down.

After all, he was just a child, no matter how domineering he was, he felt guilty towards Xu Lang at this moment.

Lu Jiaming took the mobile phone and handed it to me timidly.He also heard the conversation just now, and lowered his head.

"Jia Ming, you and Zheng Ao should go back, Xiao An, Xiao Lang, come here."

Both kids came over.

I looked at Li Xiu.

"What do you have to say?"

He said nothing.

"Let me ask again, what do you want to say?"

He looked up and glanced at me, his eyes were blue and unashamed.

"I'm not wrong." He said word for word: "He was adopted in the first place."

I looked into his eyes, and he never averted my gaze.

"Xiao Lang, go get my ruler." -

I know that he has never been physically punished.

His great-grandfather loved him, and Li Zhurong took on the role of strict father.The Li family's tutor does not like corporal punishment.

I picked up the phone and called Li Zhurong.

"Where are you?"

There is the sound of wind and snow over there.

He said with a smile: "I'm looking at our villa, the hot spring is built in the backyard, and orchids are planted... What is the teacher doing?"

I'm about to punch your son.

"Just now Li Xiu and Zheng Ao fought, and I was scolding him. He refused to admit his mistake."

Li Zhurong laughed.

"What is the teacher going to do?"

"I've asked Xu Lang to come over with a ruler."

He froze for a moment.

"If you have no objection, I'll hang up."

"Are you still not apologizing to your brother?"

I grabbed his hand.

After all, he is a child, with small palms and a little flesh. His skin is white, and his hands are like kneading dough.

I flattened his hands.

"Will you still bully your brother in the future?"

The cold ruler was placed on his palm, and he trembled a bit, still looking at me stubbornly.

I gritted my teeth, raised the ruler, and drew down cruelly—

I hit him three times on the hand, and he didn't talk to me all afternoon.

His skin was tender and swelled up as soon as he was beaten. I applied medicine to him, but he didn't say a word.

Li Xiu was sitting on the sofa, and I squatted on the ground to apply medicine to him. His palms were red, swollen, and hot.

As soon as the cool ointment was applied, the child made a "hiss" sound, but he still ignored me.

I know he hurts.

Adults always think that children are afraid of beating because they are afraid of pain. In fact, children are afraid of punishing themselves.Children are very sensitive. If you scold them or get angry at them, they will all feel pain.

I never hit a child.

Except Li Xiu.

I was teaching him like my own child.

Li Zhurong often said that I am good to others, but I am not good to him.

That's because I like him.

So I hope he is tolerant, I hope he understands, so I always put others first, and then him.

Because he is "one of my own," I treat him as if I were myself.

The same goes for Li Xiu.

I hope he learns to share, I hope he has a good time, I hope he treats Xu Lang better... I never ask others, I only ask myself.

I was never really mad at him.

Even if he played with fire and burned my files, I wasn't really angry.

Parents don't really get mad at kids, I just want to teach him-

"Are you still mad at me?" I asked while applying ointment on him.

He ignored me.

"Father wants to teach you to be a good boy. Xu Lang is your elder brother and a member of our family. Even Zheng Ao knows how to help him. Why do you still bully him..."

I talked a while, and I don't know if he listened or not-

Late that night, I heard footsteps running to the door of my room.

A very small figure entered my room.

It was cold outside, so he climbed onto my bed and got into my quilt.

He was still very young, wearing the pajamas I bought for him, and still smelled of ointment.

He curled up and buried his head in the crescent of my neck.

He thought I was asleep.

"I know, I'm not a good kid," he said.

"I don't like Xu Lang, don't be nice to him...I can give him my new car to play with."

"Don't cook for him, he doesn't like your meal like me..."

He looked up, and even in the dark I could feel his eyes shining on me.

He asked, "Is it because you don't like me if I'm not a good kid?" -

We always want our children to be good kids, good kids, smart kids.Let the children learn to paint, learn to play the piano, and take the No. 1 exam.

But I always forget to tell my children: Even if you are not good, well-behaved, or smart.Even if you can't draw, hate the piano, and can't read books, you are still my child, and I am still your dearest relative, and I still like you more deeply than all other children.

The author has something to say: The end of Little Yama's episode has nothing to do with right or wrong.