"What exactly happened?" Wang Manman asked after calming down a bit.
Then Wang Manman quickly and concisely recounted the events that had occurred earlier.
Sun Dasheng was speechless after listening, thinking it was a major incident, only to find out it was just an argunt between two kids?
Sun Dasheng asked, "Who started it?"
Wang Manman said, "It was Nan Nan who hit first, but at the ti, it was the boy who insulted her first, calling her a fatherless bastard."
This line seed to hit a raw nerve for Sun Dasheng.
He turned around and glared viciously at the chubby kid.
The chubby kid, who was wailing, was scared stiff by his fierce gaze and quieted down.
Then, as if on instinct, he hid behind his parents.
"Mom and Dad, help , he’s going to hit ."
Goodness, what a twist.
This little kid really has the knack for stirring up trouble like those online trolls.
It didn’t even happen, yet he could already spin a story.
He made it sound so real.
But what was infuriating was that his parents seed to buy into his ridiculous narrative.
The middle-aged man stepped forward and said, "Why are you trying to hit my son? He’s just a child, aren’t you embarrassed to bully him? If you have the guts, co at . If I make a move, I’ll be your grandson. Just have the dical expenses ready for later."
After saying that, he put on a face as if ready to face death.
Goodness, what a character.
Sun Dasheng finally understood where the brat’s personality ca from.
With brats co bratty parents, indeed.
"Trying to play tricks on here, huh?"
"It’s true that many people fall for your act, afraid of your nonsense, but I just happen to be the one who isn’t scared."
"Do you really dare to gamble here?"
The middle-aged man suddenly beca a bit unsure: "What do you an?"
Sun Dasheng smiled without saying anything.
But the bystanders watching the commotion spoke up for him.
"You’d better just let it go, this guy’s not unimportant."
"Go outside and see what kind of car he drove here, you’re just a commoner, you can’t afford to ss with him."
"Yeah, and you’re not even in the right on this issue, which makes it worse for you."
....
Hearing the well-aning bystanders.
The middle-aged man hurriedly looked outside: There, he saw a steady and imposing Rolls-Royce parked.
His heart sank: Now we’re in trouble, I thought I was dealing with an easy target, only to run into a hard one.
His wife, clueless, said, "What are you afraid of? Even if he’s a big shot, so what? Does that give him the right to hit kids?"
Seeing her throwing a tantrum.
Mr. Sun smiled and said to the middle-aged man, "Can you guarantee that you’ll be saying the sa thing when you see Inspector Uncle later?"
"You should know that slander is punishable."
The middle-aged man hurriedly pulled his wife aside and whispered, "Stop causing trouble, or you’ll drag us into it."
His wife didn’t understand and said to him, "What are you afraid of? Even if he’s rich, driving a luxury car, so what? Can’t we demand more money from him that way?"
"Nowadays, it’s the era of social dia, and we even have video recordings. We can edit it and threaten to post his misdeeds online, surely he’ll be afraid."
They thought their whispered discussion was unheard by others.
But every word was heard by Sun Dasheng.
The man, a bit frustrated, said, "Won really don’t get it, just because he has money doesn’t an that’s all he has. Look at his license plate."
The woman finally looked outside. After staring for a long ti, she turned back dumbly and muttered, "This license plate seems to be only for governnt departnts."
"You’re sowhat sharp, that’s a political consultative conference plate. If he’s not a representative, then he’s in the political circle. We can’t afford to cross soone like that, better apologize quickly."
Once the couple reached an agreent, the man took the initiative to apologize, "It was our kid who was in the wrong here, I apologize to you."
The woman also followed suit by quickly pulling the brat to the front.
Two slaps landed on his butt, making the brat wail loudly.
Then she said with a sowhat reluctant expression, "This child is just being thoughtless and speaks without thinking, but considering he’s still a child, please forgive him this ti."
The change in their attitude caught Wang Manman off guard.
Sun Dasheng said to her, "Go call Nan Nan over."
"Oh, okay."
Once Nan Nan walked over, Sun Dasheng lovingly patted her head and said to the family of three across from them, "In this matter, you don’t owe an apology. Whether I forgive you isn’t for to say."
"The person involved is her, you need to apologize to her."
The naughty child was still crying loudly over there.
His mother picked him up and started spanking him, saying, "Hurry up and apologize."
The naughty child seed to be struck by a thunderbolt, his resolve shattered.
He couldn’t understand why the parents who had always doted on him were now hitting him.
Usually, whenever he had conflicts with other children, his parents always sided with him, regardless of whether he was right or wrong, blindly supporting him.
This indulgence is exactly what pampered him to this state.
But this ti, it seed to be slightly different.
"Hurry up and apologize, why are you still crying?" The naughty child’s dad joined in with the spanking as well.
The naughty child cried even harder.
The onlookers around were laughing loudly.
Catching a show of parents spanking their child in public was truly a rarity.
In the old rural days, such sights were rarely seen and highly prized.
Wasn’t there an old saying, "Spank a child on rainy days, there’s nothing better to do"?
Children who grew up with such discipline generally turned out fine.
At least much better than those pampered in urban settings.
There was never a term like "naughty child" in the rural areas before.
If a child did sothing wrong or inappropriate, the parents would discipline them personally.
There was never a need for others to demand accountability; the parents would take the child and apologize in person.
The naughty child eventually apologized.
Standing in front of the man, he personally said sorry.
Sun Dasheng bent down and asked Nan Nan, "Have you forgiven him?"
Nan Nan, a kind-hearted little girl, looked up at Sun Dasheng and said, "Uncle Sun, I’ve already forgiven him."
"Can you ask the uncle and aunt opposite not to hit him anymore?"
Upon saying this, the surroundings fell silent for a mont.
Soone in the crowd sighed, "What a good child, with such a great character, surely raised with excellent family education.
Far better than the brat across the way."
The bystanders’ comnts embarrassed the couple, who only wanted to leave quickly.
But before leaving, they wanted to make sure.
"About today’s matter...?" the middle-aged man asked anxiously.
Afraid the other party might seek revenge later.
"Alright, I said from the start that this was just a scuffle between two kids. As long as adults don’t get involved, it stops at being a children’s issue, understood?" Sun Dasheng asked.
The middle-aged man managed a slight smile, "Understood, understood, thank you, thank you."
His wife pulled him aside and quietly asked, "What did you understand?"
"Let’s hurry and go, hurry and go, don’t talk about it now, we’ll discuss it later." He urged her impatiently.
"In the future, be more strict in disciplining the child, stop spoiling him like this. Spoiling a child is like harming them.
If we don’t change, and one day he crosses soone we can’t afford to offend, he’ll cause us even more trouble sooner or later."
This was sothing the man had actually told his wife many tis before.
But she never paid attention, letting it in one ear and out the other, not taking it seriously at all.
The saying goes one learns better from experience than from people.
The woman seed to understand this principle, nodding quickly in agreent, "Yes, yes, yes, I won’t spoil him anymore."
A softhearted mom often raises a spoiled child, an ancient wisdom proved true to this day.
Sotis, our ancestors really did have valid points.
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