Song Tan Jishi

   After such a commotion, everyone in the yard came out.

   Seventh Cousin frowned: "Where's his grandfather?"

   "I don't know." Ulan whispered: "I just heard someone talking, so I guess I can't control the children, so I can't get up and down."

  Besides, children are educated to develop this virtue, which is also related to what they are taught at home. Just like when Song Youde was partial to his eldest son's obedience and obedience... Cough, it's getting too far.

  In short, Ulan guessed that although old man Li couldn't control it, he was his own grandson and wanted to use Qiao Qiao's car to coax his grandson? Then it makes sense if he won't come out.

   It's not just her. Everyone didn't ask at the moment, so they probably all guessed so.

And here, facing the annoying little chubby Li Haoxuan, Qiao Qiao didn't give in at all: "Rhubarb is yours, if you don't feel sorry for it, you are bad! Daduo is mine, if I don't give it, I won't give it!" "

   After he finished speaking, he grabbed Li Haoxuan's clothes and pulled him down: "Go away! You are not allowed to touch Da Duo!"

  He is tall and strong, and it is easy to pull a child at the moment, but the live broadcast room is full of excitement-how interesting it is for a child to be beaten!

  【Fight, fight! 】

  【The brat really deserves a beating】

  【It’s better not to fight, call his family members, otherwise he will be blackmailed if he touches oily skin later】

  【This kid speaks so cruelly】

  【The anchor don’t let him kill Rhubarb! Rhubarb is so pitiful, just buy it and forget it]

【Who are you? Do you pay tens of thousands of dollars for a cow? It's easy to say]

  【That’s right, don’t kidnap morally】

  【Am I the only one who pays attention to the name of this tricycle? 】

  【Hey, I noticed it too, what should I say? It’s Teacher Qiao Qiao’s style]

  But at this moment, no one paid attention to the live broadcast anymore. Instead, everyone was staring at the little chubby who was clenching his fists and panting in front of him.

  After that, I saw him slamming into Qiao Qiao again: "Ah, I'm going to kill you!"

  However, this time Qiao Qiao was prepared. He didn't bump, but directly rebounded and took two steps back, falling on his buttocks and squatting.

   This time he was stunned.

   Then it rolled on the ground, like a big white worm just dug out of the vegetable field, rolling from one end to the other, still wailing:

   "I want this car! I want this car!" "Mom-dad- woo woo woo I want this car!"

   "They all bully me! The old man bullies me too, my grandpa doesn't like me at all..."

  This time, I have improved a bit compared to before, maybe because I was really wronged, tears flowed out.

  Jojo covered his ears directly, then shook his head frantically:

   "If you don't listen, don't listen, **** chant the scriptures."

  Song Tan almost laughed out loud.

  If it continues like this, if this brat rolls around in the yard all night, Qiao Qiao might still be able to sleep soundly.

  However, this brat doesn't belong to her family, why should he let him get in the way here?

  It would be better if old man Li didn't show up!

  At this moment, she took two steps forward and pulled out a sesame stalk from the sack in the corner:

   "Who told you to ask for something like this?"

   "How did your parents educate you? If you don't get up again, I will beat you."

   What a coincidence, isn't it?

   Li Haoxuan has heard these words since he was a child!

  His dad loves to yell like this whenever he has nothing to do, but he never gets caught.

  Because the **** wails louder than him.

  At this moment, the eyeballs rolled around, but the howling sound became louder, and even the tears were stopped.

  Just crying, looking at Song Tan, and howling at the same time... The facial features are so busy that they can't coordinate, and they can't even care about the tears.

   Song Tan smiled.

  In front of the live broadcast camera, she slowly removed the leaves and fruit pods from the sesame stalk, leaving only a slender, blue-colored stalk.

  Then suddenly took a step forward, staring into the eyes of the little fat pier:

   "Are you going?"

  The little fat man rolled over on the ground, then raised his head to look at her: "I won't!"

   "You give me this car, if you don't give it to me, you won't leave!"

   Good guy!

  The live room also liked it—

  【It’s a man, he has a slapped face at first sight】

  【What kind of education is this?】

  【Hey, don’t hit, don’t hit, it’s not like your own child is easy to be picked on by others】

  【Call his parents directly】

  【I was in the countryside during the summer vacation, so my parents must not be around, so it’s useless to fight】

  【If you want me to say, such a child should smoke! Just don’t break it]

  【You guys think too much, and don’t even look at what the anchor sister is holding in her hand】

  【As for the sesame stalks, the thin ones were picked, and after another day in the sun... they are either brittle or wilted, what could be wrong with them? 】

  【Worthy of being Teacher Qiaoqiao’s sister, so gentle】

  【Children use such thin sesame sticks to beat bears. My dad swished the bamboo sticks when I was young】

  【My mother uses a broom stick】

  【My dad takes the belt】

  【I remember my dad gave me a big-eared melon seed—because I secretly picked a honeycomb and put it in the quilt】

  【…】

  【I originally wanted to say that your father was too ruthless, but now I just want to say that it is my own, so I only give you a big slap in the face】

  They are all from the village, so what can be wrong with such a thin sesame stalk?

  Even Seventh Cousin was watching cheerfully, and Yan Ran and the others seemed to be watching the excitement, and they couldn't bear to look away.

   Sure enough!

  People in the live broadcast room only saw Song Tan waving the slender sesame stick lightly, as if he didn't dare to use force, and slowly drew it on the little fat man's buttocks.

  It was like tickling, the other party didn't change at all, but became arrogant and made a face at her—

   "Slightly slightly slightly—hit you, hit you, I'll tell my dad to beat you to death!"

   While talking, he rolled over comfortably:

   "Hit it! I'm not afraid.】

  Everyone: ...Sure enough, this sesame stick is too thin to be useful!

  Seventh Cousin has such a violent temper!

   At this moment, he raised his voice: "Song Tan, you wait, I will break a bamboo strip for you!"

  The live broadcast room is also chattering—

  【The old man is right, you have to take a bamboo stick and ask for the one on the bamboo tip! 】

  【Yes, that thing hurts when it hits people, and it won’t break】

  【Miao Bamboo! Use bamboo shoots! Hitting someone is the most appropriate, when I was in school, the teacher had one hand]

"fine."

  Song Tan's voice was gentle and gentle:

   "This is not our child, just hit him twice to let him know how powerful he is, otherwise he will keep making trouble in the yard, and Grandpa Li will lose face later on."

  Her face was gentle, and her words were even more gentle:

   "I have to let him know today that he just spent the whole night crying at our house, and Qiao Qiao won't give him the car if he doesn't."

   "Yes! No!"

  Jojo is also happy.

   Then, Song Tan raised his wrist again, lightly, and "slapped" through his trousers, onto the chubby little ass.

  After a brief silence, as if the pain was conveyed, and as if the emotion had just been brewed, the child suddenly cried with an "aww", tears streaming down his face!

   Bet with my sister not to stay up late, I have lost for three days, and I will never do it today!