Dog food from heaven: Mr. Song please keep a low profile when sprinkling sugar

"Father! Don't tell me that you will cause my mother to suffer such a serious injury for the second time! Then you are too useless. When I grow up, you can get out of here and I will protect my mother!" Cong The concept of smuggling with righteous words.

The cane in Song Yanshu's hand was almost not stimulated by Congcong's words and fell to the ground.

Congcong really knows it!

What he said was well-founded, and he was not given a chance to defend himself at all.

If he uses this way of thinking to educate Congcong again, he may be despised by Congcong to the dust.

"Of course it is impossible for your mother to suffer such an injury again, so let me ask you in another way!"

Congcong swallowed, feeling that it was a deadly question, he had to answer it carefully, otherwise the cane was so thick, he might cry for a long time if he hit it.

"You sneaked out today and made me so angry, do you regret it?" Song Yanshu asked him.

Congcong only felt that his own life would be lost, and he couldn't think of how to change the concept perfectly and not give his father a chance to hit him.

Is he going to say that he regrets it against his conscience?
It's so hard.

Song Yanshu patted the cane twice in his hand, and the cane made a crisp sound when it hit Song Yanshu's hand, as if he was threatening Congcong to answer well.

Where did Congcong dare to hesitate, he spoke in a nonchalant manner.

"I regret it! I regret it! If I had thought that my father would be angry, I would never have run out!"

When Congcong said this, he stood up straight, as if this would deepen the truthfulness of his lies.

Shenma can't tell lies, and can't give up on his mother. When lying won't get in the way of anything, he still needs to give priority to how painful it will be to be beaten.

Song Yanshu looked a lot closer, staring into Congcong's eyes.

"Do you know what's wrong?"

Congcong nodded like a pounding garlic.

Song Yanshu took the cane in his hand, and slammed it at Congcong. Congcong's legs were a little weak, thinking that the cane would hurt him to death, so he fell to the ground.

It was too late for Song Yanshu's falling hand to stop, and a cane hit Congcong's arm.

He originally wanted to hit Congcong on the coffee table to scare him, but he didn't expect Congcong to fall, and he fell directly to the coffee table where he was supposed to drop down.

"Ah—" Cong Cong screamed, tears filled his eyes immediately.

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo , you beat so hard that my hands are disabled.

Song Yanshu immediately threw the rattan aside at a loss, and sat on him with Congcong in his arms.

"Let the family doctor come over immediately!" Song Yanshu ordered the stunned maid next to him to go down the young master's arm...

too frightening.

"I didn't intend to hit you. I just wanted to scare you. Who knew that I was so timid and fell down before I hit you. You can't blame me for that." Song Yanshu was careful not to touch Congcong's injury, Hold Cong Cong in his arms.

"Bad dad, I want my mother not to want you, woo woo woo..." Congcong was still crying, his arms were still numb and unable to move.

This shows how ruthless Song Yanshu was when he hit the coffee table just now!

Fortunately, he pulled some strength in time, otherwise Congcong's hand would definitely be dislocated.

Song Yanshu was worried that Congcong's arm was really serious, so he asked the maid to come over with scissors and was about to cut up the clothes for a look, but he didn't dare to lift the sleeves directly, for fear of causing secondary injury.

The maid hurried to fetch it, watching Song Yanshu nervously cut Cong Cong's sleeve.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" Cong Cong tried to hold back his tears, but the pain was too great, no matter whether Song Yanshu moved or moved, he was in pain.

Soon the sleeves were completely removed, and Cong Cong's upper part of his arm and lower part of his elbow were hit together.

Probably because of the bending just now, the two extremely obvious bruising marks on the sideways became extremely ferocious in just two or three minutes.

Damn it, if Qiao Wan saw the scar on Congcong's arm, he might never even think about sleeping in Qiao Wan's bedroom in his life!

"Congcong, the family doctor will be here soon, before the family doctor comes, shall we have a chat?" Song Yanshu hugged Congcong and coaxed him.

Congcong snorted coldly: "Not good."

Then he continued to cry, continued to curse Song Yanshu in various ways, and said in various ways that he was going to sue.

Song Yanshu's head grew bigger.

"Cong Cong, promise Dad, don't tell Mom that I accidentally hit you, okay? As long as you promise me, the matter of you sneaking out today will be written off, and Dad won't settle accounts with you." Song Yanshu continued to coax .

Congcong just wanted to agree, and felt that the deal seemed to be a good deal.

But soon something felt wrong.

Didn't Dad beat him already, and beat his hand into a cripple!
"Damn, you've already beaten me, so I'm ashamed to say it! I will never forgive you, and I will definitely tell my mother!" Congcong cried and shouted.

Song Yanshu had no choice. When Qiao Wan woke up and saw Congcong's injury, she would definitely want to jump out of bed and strangle him to death!

"Okay, okay, Dad said something wrong, can you tell Dad now, how can we not tell your mother?" Song Yanshu coaxed Congcong in a low voice.

Obviously just now I was controlling the overall situation and educating the children, but now the painting style has changed to being overwhelmed by Cong Cong, I should have known that I shouldn't have hit the coffee table over there just now!
This little bastard can always make excuses, and he doesn't know who it is inherited from.

Song Yanshu had just finished cursing in his heart when he suddenly sneezed hard.

When Congcong heard Song Yanshu's question, he still didn't plan to reconcile with Song Yanshu.

He already has everything he wants, and there is really no wish that his father can help him realize, so he refuses to help his father hide it, and he will definitely tell his mother about it!
Song Yanshu saw Congcong turning his body to the other side to cry, so he knew that Congcong didn't intend to forgive him, so he had to threaten him.

"If you don't help Dad keep the secret, Dad won't let you see your mother until you recover from your injury!"

When Congcong heard that he was not allowed to see his mother, he turned his head and stared at Song Yanshu with the most disdainful eyes: "Father, you are so despicable!"

Song Yanshu shrugged.

"No way, who told you not to eat soft ones."

"Okay, I promise you, just don't tell mom." Congcong gritted his teeth and agreed.

After the family doctor came, he said that Cong Cong didn't hurt his muscles and bones, as long as he took some medicine and rested for a period of time, he could recover.

Only then did Song Yanshu breathe a sigh of relief.of
The next day, Congcong took this opportunity to ask Song Yanshu to take him to see Qiao Wan early in the morning.

Due to the agreement with Congcong, Song Yanshu had to take Congcong with him.

On the way, Song Yanshu deliberately took him to eat his favorite snacks in order to prevent Cong Cong from poking him, and then sent the driver to the hospital.

Congcong's food is not polite at all, but it doesn't hinder his honest heart of a child in the slightest!
It's said that cannibals are soft-spoken and short-handed, but it's a pity that Song Yanshu is not someone else. He is not yet an adult. Isn't it reasonable for his father to eat his and use his?
Congcong went outside the intensive care unit to look at Qiao Wan, but Qiao Wan spotted him on the back and beckoned him to go in.

Qiao Wan felt that her whole mouth was full of bitter taste. There was no one beside the ward except for a strange nurse, and she was not allowed to get out of bed or leave the hospital. She was almost bored to death.

Cong Cong, led by the nurse next to him, went inside, and instantly became possessed by drama, and burst into tears.

Song Yanshu realized that the little liar Congcong had fooled him, and it was too late to pull Congcong away, Qiao Wan had already stretched out her hand to pull Congcong to the bedside.

"What's wrong?" Qiao Wan thought that Cong Cong was worried about her because of her appearance.

Cong Cong immediately rolled up his sleeves, showing his injury for Qiao Wan to see.

"Mom, you were in the hospital yesterday, and Dad beat me while you were away."

"Look, my hand was almost broken by my father. My father is a bad person. My mother will ignore my father in the future. Give me a new father who won't beat me." Cong Cong cried with snot and tears with.

If it weren't for being in the intensive care unit now, Song Yanshu would definitely have dragged away the little liar Cong Cong!

Qiao Wan took a closer look, and saw that the two extremely serious bruises on her heavy arms were swollen, which looked shocking!
"Song Yanshu! What's going on? How can you beat the child!" Qiao Wan became emotional.

It's just that she hurt her waist, and her back hurts a little when she speaks hard.

Song Yanshu silently walked to Qiao Wan's side: "I said I didn't do it on purpose, do you believe me?"

Qiao Wan leaned on the hospital bed, and turned Congcong's small arm in front of Song Yanshu: "Does this kind of injury seem to be unintentional?"

"If you were unintentional, there would be only one injury at most, but these are two! What did Congcong do wrong? You want to beat him so hard! I'm not even willing to beat him!" Qiao Wan became more and more angry as she spoke.

I don't know what kind of pain Congcong felt when he was beaten yesterday. If I knew she shouldn't have saved Song Yanshu and let Song Yanshu get stabbed himself!

In this case, of course Cong Cong would not explain to Song Yanshu that it was hit once, with two wounds, and he would not lie that he was hit twice, but cried even more.

Song Yanshu almost died unjustly.

"I really only hit him once, and I didn't intend to hit him at the time, I just wanted to scare him and educate him. He fell down, just where I was going to hit him, and the result was like this. Really Just hit it accidentally."

Qiao Wan looked at the wound on Congcong's hand, and didn't believe the punctuation marks!
"Congcong, explain to Dad quickly." Song Yanshu said to Congcong.

Congcong ignored him at all and continued to sue.

"Mom, you don't even know that Dad threatened me yesterday, telling me not to tell you about him beating me, or he won't let me come to the hospital to see you until the injury on my arm is completely healed and can't be seen ..."

"Dad is such a badass!"

Qiao Wan originally wanted to verify with Congcong whether Song Yanshu had accidentally hit him, but she also thought that even if it was impossible, what if?
Unexpectedly, someone wanted to deliberately conceal it!