Quick wear: the villain's father's fine cub

Chapter 270 Social Garbage Dad Cranky Online 25
Fuchen and Lu Youming sit and watch the play.

The woman stood firm and demanded an apology from Xiao Yuanshu.

Xiao Yuanshu kept crying.

Mr. Cui smiled awkwardly, trying to benefit his son, "Look, your son has been beaten."

That's right.

In the village, no matter what Fu Chen did, if Fu Chen was beaten, after Lu Youming knew about it, he had to beat him back.

It can be said that the education methods they have come into contact with are: they can be greedy for petty gains, and they cannot suffer losses.

Or else: endure for a while, calm and calm.

I have never met such a mother.

At least on the surface, they are right.

Hit people first.

The woman strives, "I know the yuan number, he is so strong, and no one else is allowed to be better than him. If other people's cars look better than his, he will throw them down."

"He won't suffer when he meets him, just hit him and it's over." The woman unconsciously pointed at the floating dust.

"If you encounter a horizontal one, you will be wounded or disabled, and Yuan Shu will be finished." Pointing his finger to the ground, it seemed that Yuan Shu had already laid down on the ground, and it was over.

"You don't think beating someone is bullying, do you? Destroying someone's success isn't bullying?" The woman glanced at Lu Youming, licked her lips, and choked back some words.

His voice lowered, and he pointed at Mr. Cui, "I have to lead my son so that you won't lead me to bad. You don't want to interfere with my son's education here!"

The word "son" is loud and clear.

Mr. Cui has a bad face.

Lu Youming is similar.

He also realized that the woman didn't scold anyone on the surface, but she still felt that she scolded him and Fu Chen.

When they are hooligans who can only fight and deal with things.

This time it's "only one hit". It's okay, if something happens, you can beat someone to death at any time.

This feeling of being humiliated and guessing the tail is not comfortable.

"I'm leaving." Lu Youming left with Fu Chen in his arms.

Mr. Cui stood where he was and did not persuade him to stay.

The woman stopped Lu Youming and bowed, "I'm sorry. Children are not sensible."

Her bowing seemed to make herself humble and dwarfed.

"I'll pack some fruit for you, on your way—"

When the door was closed with a "bang", the contact between the two was interrupted.

Walking on the road, Lu Youming was thinking about something.

Some politeness, not respect.

That's just a way of socializing, a way to take care of your emotions and avoid unnecessary troubles.

But people may not really think highly of you in their hearts.

Such a person cannot be a friend.

Because friends may hurt you face to face, but they will still help you when you are in trouble.

But this kind of person won't.

He will never hurt your face.

But it will never save you in a difficult place.

You can't get into the other person's heart.

This kind of person is too ugly to say hypocrisy.

At least, working in his house is quite comfortable.

Speaking of selfishness, people are also very good at caring for others.

Lu Youming thought for a long time, and he knew clearly: this kind of person is only suitable for distant friendship, not close.

Hug Fuchen tightly and teach her, "In the future, don't hit people easily. Use your brain and think of other ways."

Fuchen stared at him with bright eyes, and his face was blank, as if he was puzzled.

Lu Youming thought about it, and there were some problems with his own way.

I didn't catch it this time, what next?

There will always be a day when the paper can't hold the fire.

What shall we do then?
Lu Youming thought about it, and slowly walked out of the community.

"Drip-"

Behind him, a car honked its horn.

Lu Youming stepped aside.

"Didi—" Another car sounded.

Lu Youming turned his head to look at the idiot, and saw Mr. Cui, the two hundred and five.

He opened the window, "I'll take you to the station."

In the back seat of the car, a woman and a child are sitting there.

Lu Youming felt that the other party was cheating.

No matter how stupid he was, he knew that he should not be invited again at this time.

Lu Youming turned around and left, not wanting to talk to the two hundred and five.

The window on the back seat was opened, "Floating dust, your toy."

Lu Youming turned his head and found that the woman was holding a rolling pin in her hand.

It's dusty stuff.

I was in a hurry just now and forgot to take it.

Fuchen stretched out his hand, and already moved over to take it.

Lu Youming had no choice but to walk over and let her take his toys.

Yuan Shu in the car started crying again, reaching for the rolling pin.

"Come and sit in the car. He has nothing to say to us, but he has something to say to you." The woman didn't know if it was a stab, or she said it casually.

Anyway, when she opened her mouth, Lu Youming just wanted to turn around and leave.

Mr. Cui held the steering wheel tightly with his hands, with a restless expression on his face.

"No." Lu Youming refused.

"Wait. I want to trouble Fu Chen and help my son get rid of the temper of stepping on others." The woman opened the door and got out of the car, pulling the other party and said.

Lu Youming stared at the woman.

The woman was dressed very delicately. On such a cold day, she wore a woolen fleece inside, a windbreaker outside, a long skirt, and a pair of black boots.

very fashionable.

But also very cold.

It looks cold.

Lu Youming wondered if the other party had something wrong with being cold.

"My son has a bad temper. He always bullies others. This is the first time I have a child who can bully himself. Usually, adults take action on children. So, I want your daughter to stay with my son for a while, Let him learn to be afraid, and don't bully others easily." The woman said for a long time.

In other words, let Fu Chen bully Yuan Shu for a while longer.

Lu Youming vetoed, "I don't agree." He turned around and left with Fuchen.

"I can pay." The woman said hastily.

Lu Youming felt that he was not a pervert, but this woman was.

"Because your daughter is relatively young. I am more at ease."

"I don't mean anything else, I just want to teach children well."

Mr. Cui also got out of the car, and grabbed Lu Youming, "Let her go. She won't stop until she achieves her goal."

Lu Youming lost his good temper, "I don't want to get involved in your husband and wife's affairs."

"Front." The woman emphasized.

Lu Youming glanced at it, impatient.

Fuchen grabbed the rolling pin and slapped Lu Youming's hand.

Mr. Cui let go of his hand with an "ah" and kneaded it, "The hand is quite strong."

The floating dust in his arms suddenly turned around and reached out to reach behind.

Lu Youming turned his head.

The woman took out a bottle of milk from her bag and shook it.

When Fuchen saw milk, he reached out and reached for it.

Mr. Cui immediately said, "We bring a lot of milk powder, so you can bring her two cans. She probably wants this taste."

Lu Youming looked down at the floating dust.

Fu Chen had already grabbed the bottle and ate it.

glutton.

Lu Youming could only follow in the car.Seeing the woman sitting in the back seat again, he sat in the co-pilot holding Fu Chen.

"The co-pilot cannot hold children," the woman reminded.

Lu Youming was not very relieved.

After all, Fu Chen was only seven months old.

The woman hugged Fuchen, put it on the other side, fastened her seat belt, and took the stick away with lightning speed.

Fu Chen stared at his hand, his eyes stared blankly at the woman, and was slapped on the face.

Xiao Yuanshu cried and slapped Fuchen directly.

Fuchen's hands were bound by seat belts.

Xiao Yuanshu kicked and beat Fuchen repeatedly.

Fu Chen turned his head, his eyes fixed on Xiao Yuan Shu.

Lu Youming said coldly, "Take her hand out!"

The woman immediately took out Fuchen's hands.

Fuchen raised his hand and slapped Xiao Yuanshu's bald head.

There was a crisp sound of "snap".

(End of this chapter)