Young Master Gu, your wife's vest has fallen off again

"Let you dare to be naughty in the future."

The man held the wooden plank in his hand and kept beating the little boy's buttocks. The little boy gritted his teeth and endured the pain. His face was stubborn, but he refused to shed tears.

Beside him was a well-dressed little boy, looking at his father blankly.

That's right, he was Gu Zhanyan when he was young, and the little boy who was hitting the board was also Zhong Louyu when he was young.

Because Zhong Louyu knocked over a bottle, his father would teach him like this, and he was used to these Zhong Louyu.

The only thing he was dissatisfied with was that his father had always been eccentric, as if Gu Zhanyan was his own son, and he seemed not his own, so since Zhong Louyu was a child, he held a grudge against Gu Zhanyan and opposed Gu Zhanyan everywhere. However, everyone in the family is protecting him.

As for him, Zhong Louyu, only his mother used her weak body to protect Zhong Louyu from the wind and rain. No matter what mistakes he made, his mother would stand up and support him.

So in the whole family, Zhong Louyu is only kind to his mother, he doesn't care about his father or his brotherhood.

Although his father often taught Zhong Louyu a lesson, Zhong Louyu didn't take it seriously. He felt that he was doing the right thing.

It was his father who was at fault, and his fault was that he shouldn't favor one another, and that he shouldn't have abused their mother and son. At a young age, Zhong Louyu had already planted a hidden danger in his heart for his father and Gu Zhanyan.

"Master, stop beating, Lou Yu didn't do it on purpose, he knew he was wrong, master, please stop beating."

Suddenly, a plainly dressed woman ran out from the side. This woman was Zhong Louyu's mother. When she heard that Zhong Louyu was being trained here, her heart was about to break. She put down the things in her hand and ran towards here. , but it was still a step too late, looking at Zhong Louyu's red and bloodshot butt, her mother was about to cry.

Crying and begging his father to stop, but the man didn't seem to hear her. He glanced at her coldly and continued to slap Zhong Louyu's tender flesh one after another. It made people feel distressed.

But the little boy is still so strong, even though his buttocks are ripped apart, he just doesn't ask for mercy.

"Master, please, don't fight, Lou Yu is still young, if there is any mistake, I will bear it for him."

Zhong Louyu's mother was kneeling on the ground, with tears already on her face, begging his father to stop beating him.

But the man just glanced coldly and snorted coldly.

"Both of you are a disgrace to our family, why did you blindly let you give birth to such an evil seed?"

The man was so angry that his body was shaking, he pointed at Zhong Louyu's mother and cursed.

"Master, it's all my fault. Don't open the building. He is still young. All this has nothing to do with him."

Zhong Louyu's mother hugged Zhong Louyu's young body, looking at the scars and blood on his body.

His mother finally couldn't bear it anymore, and cried bitterly while hugging Zhong Louyu's young body, while Zhong Louyu stretched out her little hand to comfort his mother.

"Mom, I don't hurt."

After hearing these words, Zhong Louyu's mother immediately hugged his young body tightly, looking at his strong little face, her mother couldn't help feeling distressed.

"Hmph, if you dare to do it next time, it's not as simple as teaching yourself a lesson."

The man snorted coldly, and said to their mother and son, looking at them with disgust in their eyes.

The two of them are simply a disgrace to the family.

Zhong Louyu's mother hugged Zhong Louyu's young body tightly. Hearing the man's voice, her body trembled unavoidably. Anyway, Zhong Louyu was also his child. Tiger poison is not easy to eat. How could he treat him? My own child is so cruel.

Seeing the eye-catching scars on Zhong Louyu's body, her heart was broken and she shed tears from time to time.

As for Zhong Louyu, he looked at his so-called father coldly. He had suffered all kinds of torture since he was a child. If it wasn't for her mother, he wouldn't even have a chance to survive.

It is also a father, why the attitude towards it is so different.

Zhong Louyu's young heart was traumatized. He couldn't understand why his father treated him like this. Now that he looked at him coldly, Zhong Louyu understood that it was all because of Gu Zhanyan. He has been humiliated inside, and his life is not as good as that of a servant.

Zhong Louyu looked coldly at Gu Zhanyan, who was about the same age as him, and had already treated him ruthlessly.

As for his so-called father, he resented him even more deeply, and he didn't have any affection for him. Perhaps in his young heart, he didn't have any father at all. He only had his mother, and his mother was the one who really treated him well. , so in the whole family, Zhong Louyu only treats his mother well.

"Zhanyan, I'm leaving."

The man waved lightly at the little boy, looking so kind and friendly. All of this was seen by Zhong Louyu, and the only thing that deepened his hatred for Gu Zhanyan.

Seeing the two leaving figures, Zhong Louyu's young heart gradually darkened, but that ray of light was only left to his mother.

"Mom, let's go."

Zhong Louyu stretched out his small hand to stroke his mother's hair, pretending to be an adult to comfort him, he was so sensible at such a young age.

But all of this was seen by his mother, but it was so sensible that it made people feel distressed. He was supposed to grow up happily at an age, but because of her mother, he was always looked down upon every day.

Zhong Louyu stood up slowly, grabbed Zhong Louyu's immature little hand, wiped the tears on his face, and tried his best not to look so haggard.

Taking out a tissue from his clothes, Zhong Louyu's mother gently wiped his wound.

"S."

Zhong Louyu's instinctive pain made him take half a step back, but he also said that he immediately returned to his original place, looking at his mother with a smile on his face.

"Lou Yu, does it hurt?"

Looking at his immature face, Zhong Louyu's mother felt distressed and asked with concern.

"Hey, mom, I'm fine, I'm not afraid of pain."

Zhong Louyu chuckled and made a grimace at his mother, trying to make his mother laugh.

Looking at Zhong Louyu's immature face and his bruised body, his mother broke down again.

Zhong Louyu looked at his mother in confusion. He was too young to know why his mother was crying. He just stretched out his little hand and gently wiped the falling tears, imitating an adult's accent and said:
"Mom doesn't cry."

Zhong Louyu's mother grabbed his little hand and hugged him up.