There is no pit that cannot fall into

The son didn't come home for a long time, Kang's mother was so worried that she couldn't watch the TV at all, and was pacing back and forth in the living room. Kang's father pushed his wife to sit on the sofa: "My son is such a big man, and he didn't come home all night. How long you come back late will worry you like this."

Kang's mother beat Kang's father: "Can't you see how abnormal your son is these days? Is it my dear father?"

Kang's father instinctively retorted: "You don't know if I am my own father or not."

"You said that."

Father Kang quickly pressed his wife's raised fist to appease him: "Okay, okay, everything you say is right."

Mother Kang chirped: "You see Xiao Jia has lost her mind these few days, don't you feel bad?"

"I feel distressed, why don't I feel distressed, but he won't tell me the reason when asked." Father Kang felt wronged.

When the door rang, Mama Kang, who was holding her heart in all kinds of discomforts a second ago, quickly got up and looked around. Du Ruicheng and Kang Jia appeared in front of the two elders holding hands. Mama Kang saw the two tightly clenched hands at a glance. Lying in the arms of her husband with her heart humming.

Father Kang took a while to realize what happened. He pulled out his belt and beat Du Ruicheng: "You bastard, you not only squeezed my son in the company, but also planned to squeeze my son on the bed."

Kang Jia blocked Du Ruicheng: "Dad."

Father Kang stared: "What's the matter, am I wrong?"

Kang Jia weighed the gap between himself and Du Ruicheng in terms of height and physical strength, and it seemed that he was right. The one who was crushed with Du Ruicheng must be himself. In the future, the Kang family will have no children and grandchildren. Dad wants to vent his anger I have to endure it, and silently stepped aside and said: "Yes, you hit it lightly."

Father Kang didn't show mercy at all. He pulled the belt down and Du Ruicheng let out a muffled grunt, feeling the burning pain on his back. He knew that if he wanted to be with Kang Jia, he had to let Father Kang say this. Beat Kang's father.

After the third hit, Kang Jia couldn't stand it any longer, grabbed the belt she had drawn over and said, "Dad, this belt is famous brand, and it's quite expensive. My mother bought it for you. If it breaks, she'll have to tell you urgently." .”

Du Ruicheng hurriedly grabbed Kang Jia's hand to check. Kang Jia hid her hand behind her back and refused to show it. Father Kang felt angry when he watched the two of them tugging at each other. He pulled his belt back and stretched out his hand to pull his son's Kang Jia clutched his belt tightly and did not let go: "Dad, if you beat him to death, your son will become a widow."

The word "widowhood" deeply stimulated Kang's father, and he left two people to help his wife back to the room. Seeing that both of them had left, Kang Jia took Du Ruicheng back to her room to see the wound.

Three red marks swelled up on Du Ruicheng's back, and Kang Jia touched it carefully. Du Ruicheng held his painful hand hard, but his face didn't show, and comforted Kang Jia softly: "Don't worry, it won't hurt."

"Fart." Kang Jia was in a hurry, her eyes turned red, and she poked the scar hard, seeing Du Ruicheng trembled in pain, she sobbed and said, "It doesn't hurt, why are you shaking?"

Du Ruicheng checked Kang Jia's hand over and over carefully, it was quite swollen, and some places were even broken, he held it distressedly: "I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry for what, my dad doesn't blame you for smoking."

Du Ruicheng held Kang Jia's hand and smiled slightly. Kang Jia was stunned. The feeling of melting the iceberg was so warm and beautiful, but still very distressing. Kang Jia raised her head to find the target and moved over.

The young couple is in the room, you hurt me, and the old couple is in their room alone and the other is hurting. Mother Kang twisted Father Kang's ear and said, "You old man, you beat my son so hard. If you die, I will divorce you."

Kang's father covered his ears and shouted: "Oh, dear, please be careful, I didn't know that little bastard would rush up, marry a wife and forget about his father."

Kang's mother sighed: "What can you do if you say so?"

"I suddenly had an idea." Dad Kang suddenly had a big brain hole: "Do you think that bastard surnamed Du fell in love with our Jiajia? Jiajia despised him, and that bastard surnamed Du used his power to force him He's together."

Kang's mother gave Kang's father a blank look: "Do you think Du Ruicheng is the prince of the capital? He is also forced by power. If the son really doesn't want to, he can just resign. Look at Jiajia's worried look just now, does it seem to be forced? "

"I knew that Du was not a good thing." Father Kang couldn't hold his grandson, and felt aggrieved, but he didn't dare to object vigorously: "Then what do you say?"

Kang's mother pressed her ear to the wall and listened for a long time without any movement: "What do you think they are doing, why is there no movement at all."

Father Kang's miraculous imagination came back out of the rivers and lakes again. He combined the be's Danmei novels that his wife read, and made up the scene in the house. He rushed out of the room in horror, and kicked his son's room. The young man froze in fright, and a series of "fuck" floated in Kang Jia's mind. He glanced at the wall connected to his parents' bedroom. Could this wall be seen through?Dad saw his son playing with men and got irritable?

Mother Kang who came later slapped Father Kang on the head: "What are you doing?"

Father Kang looked like a brat who had made a mistake, lowered his head and said in a low voice, "I thought we were against them being together, and my son was so heartbroken that he committed suicide."

Kang Jia collapsed: "Dad, your brain should be blocked, it's too big."

Kang's mother grabbed her husband by the ear and went back to her room, throwing embarrassment in front of her son-in-law.

"Wife, please take it easy, I know I'm wrong, so take it easy."

Kang's mother put her hips on her hips and said, "If you talk about you, you will be ashamed and thrown in front of your son-in-law. How can you put on airs for your father-in-law in the future?"

Father Kang rubbed his ears aggrievedly: "I didn't do it on purpose, no, why don't you become father-in-law later, you agreed?"

Mother Kang sat down sadly and said, "What if you don't agree? Is it really going to make your son commit suicide?"

"I also said that I was thinking nonsense, you can think nonsense better than me, how could my son be so afraid of pain, how could he dare to commit suicide."

Kang's mother rolled her eyes and said, "You still know that's just wishful thinking."

Father Kang can think about it, he is his own son anyway, he will be his own son when he marries one, as long as he is happy, even though he wants a grandson very much, but a grandson is just an idea, a son is real, in case The loss outweighs the gain if the son is lost, but he is still not reconciled.

Papa Kang slapped his thigh and said, "When I think of that bastard surnamed Du, I get angry. Even if I agree, I can't be so happy. We have to train them hard."

Mother Kang asked strangely: "What do you want to do?"

Father Kang sneered and said, "Honey, you have to help me this time. You won't cherish what you get too easily. Let's make things difficult for them. If they insist on it, we will agree. If they can't, then we will only You can blame them for not being firm in their relationship."

Mother Kang covered her heart: "Honey, it's scary that you laugh like that."

Papa Kang instantly put on a loyal face: "Sweetheart, don't be afraid."

Kang’s mother felt sorry for her son’s opposition, but Kang’s father said that the more difficult it is to get, the more he cherishes it. He opposed it for at least a month. In the end, the couple whispered for a long time, and they unanimously decided to try to oppose it for a month. The child's feelings are not firm.

Father Kang put his ear to the wall again and wanted to hear what the children had discussed, but in the end, his heart was full of old blood. This little bastard surnamed Du dared to fuck my precious son before I agreed.

Seeing that her husband was angry, Kang's mother picked up her belt and quickly held him down. She pasted it to find out what happened. After listening, she sat on the bed and meditated. Kang's father poked his wife and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Kang's mother frowned: "Our son's screaming is so miserable, it must be the one below. Do you think I should cook him some red date porridge? It's the first time hearing this sound."

"You still cook red jujube porridge for him?" Dad Kang's teeth were about to be gritted: "I'll go over and beat these two shameless people to death. It's sunny, and I did it before my parents agreed. Got it?"

Kang's mother gave him a squinting look: "Are you qualified to say that? What did you say when you lay on my bed in the middle of the night? The young man in his 20s is full of anger. If he has no desires, he has a physical problem. Facts have proved that our son's health Nothing wrong."

Mentioning the shameless lying on his wife's bed back then, Father Kang was immediately terrified, his old face flushed: "Why don't heroes mention their bravery back then? What about the children? What do you think I am doing?"

"I'm afraid that if you go in now and frighten the children, you will pay for the trouble when you sit down in the future?" Kang's mother pulled Kang's father aside and said, "Let's go, let's go, let's cook the porridge."

Papa Kang licked his mouth: "Cook more, I'll drink some too."

Mother Kang snorted coldly: "You drink too? The chrysanthemum was also exploded?"

Father Kang said coyly, "I don't mind if you want to do it yourself."

"roll!"

Mother Kang went to the kitchen to cook blood porridge for her son. Father Kang stayed behind and continued to listen to the wall, baring his teeth while listening. This son is really unbelievable. If it hurts you, fight back. What's the use of shouting? Father Kang held his belt tightly, resisting the urge to rush in and beat someone up. My wife was right. Going in now might scare the child out of order. If he really scared his son, he would hate him to death. Wait a while for them to finish their work Du bastard must be held down and beaten up.

And Kang Jia, who had been screaming in pain, was stretching out her paws to cover her face and asked Du Ruicheng to help her apply the medicine. After the bandage, she felt her throat was smoky, and she leaned against Du Ruicheng's arms and said, "It hurts."

Father Kang heard that the next door was quiet, took his belt to Kang Jia's room and knocked on the door, Kang Jia rolled his eyes, picked up the remaining bandages and wrapped them around his hands, and opened the door with his hand wrapped like a rice dumpling. The anger in the son's hand dissipated in an instant, was it seriously hurt if it was wrapped like this?This is his own fight?

Mother Kang came over with a bowl of porridge: "What's wrong with your hand?"

Kang Jia glanced at Kang's father, pursed his lips and lowered his head, and Kang's mother ran away violently: "You old man, that is your own son, do you want to beat him to death?"

Father Kang stared at the bowl of porridge in his wife's hand and raised his hands and said, "Daughter-in-law, please forgive me. That porridge is for my son. It would be a pity to pin it on me."

Kang's mother stuffed the porridge into Kang Jia's hands and started chasing Kang's father to beat him violently. Kang Jia stirred the porridge in the bowl with a spoon and found that there were red dates, longan, and wolfberry in it. In summary, this is blood-enriching porridge. It’s better for my mother to cook blood-enriching porridge for myself when I know I’m injured.

Kangjia drank up the blood-enriching porridge beautifully. When Kang's mother came back from beating her husband, she saw her son looking at her affectionately and singing: "Only a mother is good in the world..."

Mother Kang suddenly overflowed with maternal love, and gave her son another bowl of porridge: "Drink more, make up."

"It's better for mother." Kang Jia drank another bowl in one breath, which really hurt her hands and sweetened her heart.

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Mother Kang: "Son, that porridge is not for your hands."