At the beginning, I beat Lazy, and the host is cruel.

"Snapped----"

When Xia Mo saw his ugly son beating up Bai Ling, he rushed over and slapped him in the face!

Peng Youjin's face was turned away, and the flesh on his face trembled a few times.

After being slapped, Xia Mo jumped up and grabbed his hair, dragged him to the bathroom and beat him up, scolding him while beating him.

"I told you to beat a woman!!! I told you to beat your wife!!! You dare to beat a pregnant woman. You are an inhumane piece of shit. Why did I teach you such rubbish? I will beat you to death in a few days——"

This ugly son is so capable that he actually forced her to take action. Originally, she wanted to use the charm of words to charm him and make him a good husband who would be a slave to his wife and children.

I didn’t expect that! Unexpectedly, this little kid was so mean, and she was so angry that she couldn't help but beat him.

After Xia Mo's series of moves, Peng Youjin didn't even have time to react before he was dragged to the bathroom.

It wasn't until pain swept through his body that Peng Youjin screamed for mercy.

"Ah————Mom————stop fighting, I am your son————Mom————"

Peng Youjin was in pain and wanted to fight back, but thinking that it was his mother who was beating him, the trace of filial piety in his heart suppressed him. He did not dare to fight back, so he could only hold his head and beg for mercy.

"It's no use calling me daddy——you just need to be dealt with!"

As Xia Mo said, Bian Bangbang punched Peng Youjin twice in the back!

"Ah————Ouch————Mom, my bone is broken! Ah————it hurts——"

Peng Youjin burst into tears of pain. His mother's beating really hurt. Is this a fist? I'm afraid it's not made of iron!

Bai Ling watched her mother-in-law beat Peng Youjin so hard that her flesh ached.

She wanted to open her mouth to stop him, but she pulled the corner of her mouth that had been slapped by Peng Youjin. She immediately stopped trying to persuade him and asked her mother-in-law to beat him to death.

He thought his mother-in-law spent too much money and had no place to vent his anger, so he actually beat her. It was so shameless and she deserved to be beaten to death.

"That's right - you're right. Do you dare to beat your wife again in the future?"

Xia Mo unscrewed Peng Youjin's hands holding his head, reached out and held his ears and asked.

"Ah——Mom, my ear hurts, please be gentle!"

"Snapped------"

Xia Mo looked at his ugly son with snot and tears on his face, stretched out his hand and slapped him, "I'm asking you a question, right?"

"Ah——it hurts, I was wrong, mom, I was really wrong, please spare me! Wuwu————"

Peng Youjin collapsed on the ground, tilting his head, grinning and shouting, his ears turned white by his mother.

Xia Mo twisted his ears and dragged him away, asking him to apologize to Bai Ling, "If you know you were wrong, just apologize. Think carefully about how to say it. Don't force Mom to beat you again!"

"Ah————Mom, please slow down! Ah————"

Peng Youjin's ears were ripped off by his mother while he was still sitting on the ground. He quickly rolled and crawled to follow her, otherwise he was afraid that his ears would be ripped off by his mother.

Xia Mo acted as if he didn't hear anything and walked directly to the living room without stopping.

Bai Ling was still looking at the situation in the bathroom. When she saw her mother-in-law dragging her husband out, she immediately turned her head and sat on the sofa with an expressionless face.

Xia Mo dragged Peng Youjin to the sofa, held his ears and pushed forward hard.

Peng Youjin knelt in front of Bai Ling in a row, his knees on the floor tiles, and his expression was distorted in pain.

Bai Ling looked at her husband, whose face was covered with snot and tears, and felt a little disgusted, especially since his face was already ugly, and now it was twisted, making him want to infiltrate as many people as possible.

"You still haven't apologized——"

Xia Mo stretched out his foot and kicked Peng Youjin's butt twice.

Peng Youjin became suspicious after being kicked. He covered his butt and said to Bai Ling, "Lingling, I was wrong. I deserved to die. I shouldn't have spanked you. I owe you a hand. Please forgive me!"

Peng Youjin stared at Bai Ling with tear-filled eyes.

Bai Ling pursed her lips and didn't say a word. She didn't even look at him, and just drooped her eyelids.

Xia Mo took a step forward, and Peng Youjin was so frightened that his buttocks shook, and he quickly hugged Bai Ling's legs and swung around.

"Lingling, I was wrong, you hit me, I'll pay you back ten times, come on, hit me -"

Peng Youjin said as he picked up Bai Ling's hand and put it to his face. He would rather be beaten by Bai Ling than his mother. His mother's attack was really too shady.

Bai Ling frowned, not expecting that he would suddenly hit her hand. After a few hits, her palm became sticky. She whispered, "Okay, let go!"

"Lingling, have you forgive me? I know that Lingling will not blame me!"

Peng Youjin laughed out of surprise, holding Bai Ling's tender hand tightly with his sticky hands.

Bai Ling glanced at the hand held by Peng Youjin. She didn't want this hand anymore.

There was some helplessness in her eyes, and she sighed deeply, "Let go of my hand, or I won't forgive you!"

This trick was indeed effective, and Peng Youjin retracted his hand as fast as lightning.

"Mom, I'm tired. I'm going to take a rest."

"Okay, go and have a rest!"

Bai Ling nodded, stiffened one hand, and walked to the bedroom. As soon as she closed the door, she rushed into the bathroom and scrubbed her hands vigorously.

Peng Youjin swallowed, turned his head tremblingly, and said with trembling lips, "Mom, Lingling... Lingling has forgiven me!"

"Ouch——my son!!! Why are you hurt like this——it makes me heartbroken, my son!"

Xia Mo rushed to Peng Youjin, held up his ugly face, and touched his swollen cheeks full of snot and tears with a distressed expression.

Peng Youjin was dumbfounded. He stiffened and did not dare to move.

Who am I, where am I, am I dreaming? Countless questions popped up in Peng Youjin's heart.

"My son, Mom really didn't pay attention. How come you didn't hit me so often? Just a few gentle blows, and why did you get swollen like this?"

Peng Youjin, "..." Is this too light? If it's serious, wouldn't it kill him with one punch?

"Son, please speak. Are you blaming your mother for beating you?"

Peng Youjin trembled in fright and shook his head repeatedly, "No, I don't blame my mother. I should have beaten her, and my mother did the right thing!"

"My son! How can you be so sensible! Hey--it hurts your body and hurts your mother's heart. Mom really didn't hit you on purpose. She just doesn't want to see a man hit a woman."

"You don't know, in the past, if any man hit a woman in our village, my mother would uncontrollably want to beat those bitches, do you understand?"

Peng Youjin nodded quickly, "Mom, I understand, men who hit women deserve to be beaten."

"Son, you must not beat your wife in the future, otherwise...otherwise, mom is afraid that if she misses one day, she will beat you to death, and I will be heartbroken to death!"

Xia Mo said, taking out the handkerchief in his pocket and wiping the empty corners of his eyes.

The corner of Peng Youjin's mouth twitched and he immediately stated his position, "Mom, if I hit my wife again, beat me to death!"

After saying that, he closed his eyes and looked like he was ready to be beaten and scolded.

It's a pity that his trembling eyelids gave him away.