Bear kids have to be abused

"That child Tongtong is actually quite obedient and sensible. By the way, Xiaolei, Tongtong will go to bed at nine or ten o'clock. He likes to listen to storybooks when he sleeps. Otherwise, I won't be able to sleep. It's in his schoolbag, you can read it to him when the time comes." Listening to the old lady talking a lot about her precious son.

If she hadn't been my sister, I would have hung up the phone long ago. I was sitting on the sofa with my legs crossed. Xiong Tong was fascinated by an ugly duck on TV. He was watching intently when he heard his mother calling. , did not return a single one.

"Before going to bed, you have to pee, touch your forehead, listen to a story, hehe, and kiss. Why doesn't he go to heaven?"

Before the old lady could speak, I suddenly remembered an important thing, and said with a frown: "Wait, where does this kid sleep? I only have one room, and the guest room is always empty. Where can I go to buy bedding at such a late hour?" ?” This house was bought for me to go to school, and it will be sold or rented out after I graduate. I usually live alone, so naturally I don’t need a guest room.

"Tsk, it's fine if I can't sleep with you. Anyway, he's so young, so he can't take up much space." The old lady didn't care, but I was upset, but before I could show it, the old lady smiled slyly: " Xiao Lei is an uncle, so he won't be so stingy and won't leave half of the bed for his nephew, right?"

"My sister knows that Xiao Lei is the most obedient!"

Damn!What can i say? !

Hanging up the phone angrily, I glanced at the kid who was lying on the coffee table watching animation, thinking that I would sleep with this kid later, I felt uncomfortable, and I never had too close contact with others since I became sensible .

My mother is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, and she rarely even kisses and hugs between mother and child. My father is often away from home because of work, and my sister is much older than me. I have my own room since I was a child, and I have a very independent personality. So... I really wouldn't sleep until midnight and kick this brat out of bed?

I sat and stared blankly for a while, and then soon it was time for me to play.

I found some storybooks for him in the bag that the kid brought, and gave him a pen and paper for him to copy.He was unwilling at first, but after being threatened with my fist several times, he became honest, lying on the coffee table and writing stroke by stroke silently.

When I came out of the game, it was already twelve o'clock. Our union usually starts to do tasks at 07:30, and it will end at ten o'clock. There is a gang war tonight. this late.

Just now I made an appointment with the little ghost to take him to take a bath and go to bed at ten o'clock. It was more than two hours late, but he didn't move at all. I don't believe that he is the kind of child who just stays there and dare not disturb him.

I put down the earphones and pushed away the chair, and strode to the door. The moment I opened the door, a tube of water sprayed on my face, and immediately drenched me from head to toe.

The little ghost is holding a water pipe in his hand, and one end is connected to the faucet in the bathroom.I heard the water spewing out from the water pipe "Chi Chi", controlled by the little ghost, wandering around the living room like a dragon.

The entire living room was soaked in water, the water was not too deep, but all the sofas, TV cabinets, and even the TV were hit by water.A few plastic stools for stepping on float in the water.

The little ghost didn't notice my arrival, he still laughed and sat on the sofa, stepping on the water with his bare feet, sweeping the water pipe in his hand.

I was drenched all over, so I took off my shoes and waded into the toilet to turn off the tap. When I was standing behind him, the kid just turned his face in doubt, and I saw the bright smile on his face instantly cracked.

"Is that why you don't remember hitting?" I said.

"......Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh therefore" the little ghost threw away the water pipe and started crying loudly.

But he was right, I won’t beat him this time, since it’s useless to beat him twice in a day, I had to change my method, I went to the storage room to find a rope, he was soaked and hung him on the window sill , and told him in a flat tone that he doesn't need to sleep tonight, and stay here to reflect.

On the window sill on the [-]th floor, even though it was summer night, the wind was still blowing. I moved a stool and sat in front of the kid. I didn’t plan to sleep tonight.

The little ghost first cried and apologized, seeing that I was indifferent, he started to scold me again, but I am the kind of person who can't afford it, so it's okay if he doesn't scold me, if he scolds me, I'll hit him.

Seeing that I was merciless, the kid started to get scared again, and said sorry with snot and tears, and never dared to say anything again, but I had already made up my mind that I must teach him a lesson.

It’s only been one day, and he’s exhausted me. For the sake of his life and my mood for the next six days, I must let him know what to do and what not to do. I made a mistake here. To be punished.

Only then did the kid realize that I couldn't let him down so easily, because he kept shaking on the rope window sill because of his fuss, and his movements were too big all of a sudden, and he floated out of the window.

He lowered his head and looked down, his face suddenly became pale and pale, he froze and didn't dare to move any more, when he floated back, his bare feet clasped the window sill tightly.

He looked up at me, his big round eyes were full of fear, he was so frightened that he even forgot to cry.

I looked back at him with indifferent eyes.

The slightly cold night wind swept over his wet body, and I saw him shivering, looking at me with pleading eyes, he said tremblingly, "Uncle, I'm sorry, I was wrong."

I was also wet, and it was uncomfortable to be wrapped in wet clothes, as if trying to take away the body heat, and my fingertips were already cold.

Even me is like this, not to mention he is a child, I sighed, got up and untied the rope for him and carried him down. His body was colder than I imagined, and his body was shaking all the time. He buried his head tightly in my arms. Holding him with one hand and holding his head with the other, he said, "You must know how to read people's faces, and never do inappropriate things in front of people who are stronger than you, understand?"

The kid didn’t make a sound, he looked at me blankly, his hair was very black, strands of his hair stuck to his face after getting wet, making his face pale, his eyes were already swollen from crying just now, listen to me, he has long hair His eyelashes drooped, and gradually tears rolled down his eyes, perhaps because he was used to how he wailed but never repented, but suddenly he acted so fragile, like a wronged little pitiful, it's amazing I don't know how to face him.

I patted him on the back and carried him to the bathroom. Although it was summer, the body temperature of the two of them was lower than that of water. I was afraid that he would catch a cold, so I filled the bathtub with hot water and helped him take off his clothes. Let him soak in warm water.

I straightened up and took off all my clothes, and when I sat in the bathtub, the kid lowered his head and slipped into my arms.

To be honest, I was actually very surprised. After I treated him like this, he actually showed dependence on me. I thought that after this lesson, he would avoid me like a snake and scorpion. After staying steadily for a week, he followed me. His parents went to the United States, and then in that distant country, my cruel uncle was gradually forgotten.

My brother-in-law was sent to the United States by the company a year ago because of his work. The elder sister is a vigorous woman. She finished her job in less than half a year. She sent her resume to the United States and passed it. It’s a good big company, and the rest of the six months is just going back and forth with this kid. This time I went to the United States to go to the school I contacted for an interview and visit, but my parents happened to return to their hometown, so they had no choice but to throw me here.

He sat in my arms with his back facing, I rubbed the little devil’s hair, his tender skin was against my abdomen, his short carrot-like fingers grabbed my arm, and I squeezed the shampoo in my arms On his head, because he grabbed one hand, I had to wash his hair with one hand.

He used to hate washing his hair the most. Every time he screamed like a pig, but this time he didn't move. Although I don't know what he was thinking, I was really satisfied. I rinsed his hair and nodded inwardly. As long as children are not bears, they are actually very cute.

Just as I was thinking this way, I heard two muffled sounds of "Puff" from the bottom of the water, and then I saw the little devil's body shaking, and a faint yellow color could be seen spreading from between the little devil's legs on the clean water surface.

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The kid turned his head and sneered at me, "Yes, I'm sorry, I farted...and peed..."?