"Grandma..." Little Pig whispered, his eyes more pitiful than a puppy.

Lin Shufang's heart softened again, and Ye Qingqing said coolly, "Mom, if you go to Chicai again, you won't be wise."

The little pig's face wrinkled even more bitterly, and the mother would really kill her.

Lin Shufang sighed, "I...I went shopping, Qingqing, you...don't..."

"Mom, I'm a real mother, don't worry!"

Ye Qingqing interrupted Lin Shufang. It wasn't because of life and death that made it so difficult to part with each other. It was just to give this little **** a family law.

Lin Shufang sighed again, shook her head, and couldn't bear to look at her grandson again. She went to the kitchen to get a vegetable basket and turned around three steps at a time. Just as she walked to the yard, she heard the sound of killing pigs.

"Mom... the baby hurts..."

Lin Shufang's heart was sore that she wanted to go back subconsciously, but she stopped after a few steps, and left after thinking for a while.

Qingqing is right, she did spoil the little pig too much before, too unprincipled, and sooner or later something will happen to her.

Ugh!

Lin Shufang couldn't help shaking her head, feeling a little ashamed.

She used to despise those grandmothers who dote on their grandchildren. In the compound where the old man lives, there are many grandmothers who dote on their grandchildren extremely. All of them have grown up children with bad temper and lazy work. Lin Shufang sees those ignorant people. The child has a headache and feels that the child is a good child, but it is all left to the adults to support it.

But now she has become the kind of person she hates.

What Ye Qingqing said just now completely awakened Lin Shufang and made her break into a cold sweat. If Xiaozhu really became one of those arrogant children, and the kind of child that others hated, then It's all her fault.

Lin Shufang secretly made up her mind that she would not interfere with Lu Mo and Ye Qingqing to discipline the little pig in the future. Now that the little pig was only three years old, it was still too late.

There were a few more voices in the room, getting louder and louder, Lin Shufang's heart was twisted together, she quickened her pace, out of sight and out of mind.

The piglet howled dryly several times, but Lin Shufang didn't come in. His heart suddenly became cold, and he looked at Ye Qingqing pitifully, and the silver needle in her hand that shone with cold light.

Grandma can't count on it, she can only be cute.

"Mom...I like you the most..." Little Pig squeezed out a cute smile, with tears in his eyes, looking very distressed.

Ye Qingqing endured it hard, at this time, he must be ruthless, and must not be soft-hearted.

"Stop talking nonsense, there are five minutes left."

Ye Qingqing snorted coldly, the silver needle in his hand swayed, and the little pig trembled subconsciously, and obediently chewed the buns, the speed was dozens of times faster, but after a few bites, he retched and rolled his eyes.

"How big is your throat? You can chew as much as you can swallow? Who are you disgusting with this food?" Ye Qingqing shook the silver needle again.

The little pig swallowed the bun in his mouth with difficulty, and said with a bitter face, "I won't eat it slowly."

"Then you vomit, there are three minutes left!"

Ye Qingqing's face was sullen, her eyes were going to fire, don't think that she didn't know that this little **** was doing it on purpose, even if she was only three years old, it was impossible for her esophagus to be so thin, whether it was intentional or something.

The little pig's eyes were redder, tears were on his face, he cried and ate, and retched even more, Ye Qingqing endured it hard, and warned himself that he must not be soft-hearted.

"Time is up, stop eating!"

Ye Qingqing drank and took away half of the bun that Xiaozhu was holding in his hand.

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