C118 (1/2)

”Dad, Dad, I'm wrong, don't hit me, Dad, woo, I'm wrong Ah! Mom, help me, help me, mom Grandma, grandfather, help me

Zhang Qi was crying with tears and a lot of snot. The wound on his body was just right, and the black green was not gone. Now he added a new wound. Zhang Yuhe was really not soft hearted to him this time. His belt fell on him with a slap, and a red mark appeared.

Zhang Fugui stood on one side, his head full of sweat. He wanted to pull. He looked up at Zhang Yuhe's face, but he didn't dare to move. Zhang's face was taut as he sat on one side. His hands were tightly held on his side.

Yamada Zhizi's tears were crying and her makeup was spent. She had never seen her husband so angry. Zhang Qi was her heart. The whip whipped on Zhang Qi's body, and Yamada's heart would be broken. But Zhang Yuhe was obviously in a rage. She didn't dare to disobey her husband and didn't want to let Zhang Qi be beaten down again. She could only kneel down At the foot of Zhang Yu River.

”Yu He, stop fighting.” Yamada branch son tightly begged Zhang Yu River's trouser legs, ”don't fight again, Yu River, please, don't fight.”

”Branch, get out of the way! Today is to kill this unfilial son, but also his own failure! Even my grandfather dares to fight. It's a big treason Zhang Yuhe pointed to the rolling flag on the ground, and his angry hands were shaking.

”Dad, I didn't mean to. I didn't mean to hurt my grandfather. You believe me Dad, mom, mom, help me. I'm in pain. ”

Zhang Fugui couldn't help standing up: ”Yuhe, forget it, how can you beat a child like this.”

”Dad, branches, get out of the way.” Zhang Yuhe took a look at Zhang and shook the belt in his handshake. His palms were full of sweat. ”Dad, Zhang Qi must give you an account today.”

With that, he snapped it hard on the flag. The flag was like a fish thrown into the oil pan. It was shrill and sharp.

”All right Zhang finally opened his mouth, got up and walked over and snatched Zhang Yuhe's belt. ”Stop fighting. Do you want to kill him?”

”Mom...”

Zhang Yuhe is hard to say. Yamada Zhizi has already known who is in charge of the family. She immediately bowed down to the Zhang family: ”mother, please help the flag son.”

Zhang looked at her. Although her face was still bad, she didn't ignore her as before. She only said, ”we don't like this. We don't have the gift of kneeling. Get up.”

Yamada Zhizi's forehead was almost pressed on the back of his hand. Holding this posture, Zhang Yuhe said, ”Mom asked you to get up. Get up quickly.”

”Yes.” Yamada Zhizi stood up and retreated behind Zhang Yuhe. Seeing the scene, Zhang's face softened.

”The flag.”

Zhao Fugui couldn't hold back for a long time. He quickly went to the ground and lifted the flag. He took him and sat down on the sofa.

”Let grandfather see where he's hurt.”

Zhang Qi is really afraid of being beaten this time. He has been afraid of Zhang Yuhe since he was a child. Now he has been beaten so hard that half of his life has been lost. Zhang Fu is concerned about him, and he will cry when his mouth is flat.

”Who told you to sit down!” Zhang Yuhe roared, scared Zhang Qi to stand up from his seat.

”Yu He, what are you doing! You see, the child was frightened by you, beaten and scolded. Isn't that enough? ”

Zhang Fugui stomped his feet and pulled the flag to make him sit down. Zhang Yuhe was afraid that Zhang Fugui was ill. He didn't dare to say anything more. He turned to look at Zhang.

Zhang turned around, opened the drawer on the coffee table, found a bottle of medicine in it, and handed it to Yamada Zhizi.

”Help the child wipe the wound first, don't be bothered by swelling ^”

”thank you, mother.”

Shantian Zhizi bowed over to Zhang's family gratefully, and took the wound healing lotion in his hand to wipe Zhang Qi's wound.

”Mom.”

Zhang Yuhe replaced Zhang's, let Zhang sit on the wooden chair, looking at Zhang's face guilty: ”Mom, I'm sorry, it's me, it's OK to teach my son.”

Zhang didn't let him off. He said, ”how did you educate your children these years? If you beat him, why don't you think about yourself? You all say that it's the fault of your father. Although your mother hasn't read a book, you've heard these three words. How can you teach such a character when your child grows up around you? ”

”Mom...” Zhang Yuhe couldn't even lift his guilty head. ”It's because I was busy with my work and neglected to discipline him. His grandparents spoiled him, and everything was up to him. This time he secretly ran back home. I didn't know. The old man helped him to hide from me, i...” ”You don't blame anyone for this. If your child does something wrong, you have to knock out his teeth and swallow it with blood.”

Zhang's words have two meanings. One is about herself, another is about Zhang Yuhe. How can Zhang Yuhe not understand her? They are all in their forties. At this moment, they are no different from children who have made mistakes when they are educated by their parents.

Zhang Qi was relieved now. Seeing his father like this, he wiped his tears and said to Zhang Yuhe: ”I will. You are also wrong. You know you are busy with your own business all day long, and you never really care about me! You blame my grandparents for sneaking home without telling you. What about yourself? You're not a son. I don't know it for half a year”Shut up Zhang Yuhe yelled at him, Yamada branch son also quickly pulled a son, gently shook his head toward him.