??Chapter 638: 638. He’s not as energetic as him yet_1
Chapter 638: 638. He’s not as energetic as him yet_1
Only to hear Little Chubby howling loudly:
“It hurts so much! It hurts so much! You’re going to beat
to death, I want my dad… I want my mom wuwuwu…”
The crowd: ….
“You know what,” Wu Lan seriously looked at the little chubby kid rolling on the ground:
“I just feel that the actors on TV lately aren’t as forceful in their shouting as he is.”
It made it seem so real.
If you asked Li Haoxuan, wouldn’t it indeed be real?
Clearly, the first couple of tis didn’t hurt at all! They were light as a feather, much like the lessons at ho with lots of thunder but little rain, hence he was emboldened.
But that last ti… that last ti seed as if the pain shot from his butt all the way to his forehead!
He was young and couldn’t articulate much about his feelings, but it simply hurt! It hurt so much!
It was as if soone had lashed him until his skin split and flesh burst. At the mont, he was howling and rolling on the ground, his anguish was nothing but genuine.
Yet, everyone in the courtyard was as cold as devils. During his rolling, he glanced around and saw everyone still chuckling…
Wuwuwu, so scary, so scary!
Little Chubby, lacking in education, couldn’t summarize his thoughts. He was just overwheld by both ntal and physical assaults, and he couldn’t hold back his increasingly loud cries.
And in the next mont, Song Tan’s wrist flicked, and that sesa stalk whipped onto his butt again!
The at of his chubby butt, nurtured by rich diets, quivered, and then the pain rapidly spread to his limbs, making his crying even more wretched and forceful—true and sincere—
“It hurts so much! It hurts so much! I’m going to tell my daddy wuwuwu…”
“Oh my,” Song Tan raised her eyebrows in surprise:
“You’re going to tell your daddy, what if your daddy cos back to beat
up? I’m a bit scared… No, I have to whip you a few more tis to let off so steam.”
With that, she whipped him again.
Those who have been spanked know that the pain does not imdiately radiate during the actual spanking, it is only after a while that they would fully feel it.
So, he attempted to roll and crawl away, tears gushing out like from a watering can, without pause, and even his voice grew fainter:
“It hurts so much, it hurts so much… I won’t tell my dad, please don’t hit
anymore wuwuwu, stop hitting …”
anwhile, Song Tan slowly withdrew her hand, then looked at the sesa stalk in her hand with surprise:
“Does it really hurt that much?”
Sure enough, there was an uproar in the live stream room.
[Miss is just too naive]
[Never underestimate children; sotis, when they lie, it’s using this intuitive thinking that makes it seamless]
[This kid’s acting is really good, way better than so influencers]
[Right, if I hadn’t seen what she was beating him with my own eyes, I would have thought he was being tortured]
[So people are sensitive to pain, aren’t they? He’s screaming so fiercely, could it be that he really was hurt badly?]
[Impossible! Pretending! Absolutely pretending]
[You see, the first couple of tis the host’s sister hit him, that little chubby kid had no reaction on the ground]
[Can only say, with his acting skills wasted on rolling around here, it’s truly a sha]
In the courtyard, Song Tan also seed to catch on, reaching out to snap off the front end of the sesa stalk—effortlessly, without even blowing the dust away.
Then she shook the sesa stalk: “This thing is so brittle, I wasn’t even putting much effort into it.”
After all, she was a decent person, seemingly afraid of really hurting soone. Now she stepped forward, quickly pulling down Little Chubby’s pants a bit to expose his buttocks.
—Excellent, not to ntion any red marks, there wasn’t even a hint of injury!
With a release of her hand, the elastic of his pants quickly snapped back around his butt.
Little Chubby twisted his head, shivering, to look at her, only to see this pain-inflicting demon smiling gently at him:
“You’re quite the liar.”
“I don’t like children who lie; seeing one makes
want to smack… It seems I have to spank you until you realize your mistake today.”
With a flick of the wrist, the sesa stalk whipped through the air once more.
“Smack,” the sound hit his clothes, faint yet heavy, seeming painless to an onlooker.
But Little Chubby’s tears, which he had just managed to hold back, burst forth again, and he cried and hiccupped in pain:
“I hic, I won’t tell my dad hic… wu wu wu… stop hitting … hic… it hurts so bad… hic…”
Song Tan, however, furrowed her brow:
“You’re crying so pitifully here, and I barely put any strength into it, you’re not planning to tattle, are you?”
Little Chubby hadn’t even had the chance to shake his head when he heard her muttering to herself: “That won’t do, I can’t let this injustice slide. It was you who started the trouble, I should hit back first…”
Seeing her about to raise her hand, Little Chubby instantly crouched to the ground, covering his bottom with two chubby hands as best he could:
“I’m wrong, I’m wrong! Please don’t hit
anymore!”
Only then did Song Tan smile with satisfaction.
Then she casually twisted the sesa stalk in her hand:
“So, tell , what did you do wrong?”
Little Chubby hiccupped.
In the end, he looked bewildered: “Hic… I, I don’t know hic… I don’t know.”
He cautiously watched Song Tan’s expression and softly said:
“I… I shouldn’t have told my dad?”
Song Tan: …
What kind of education is this? His education level is higher than Qiaoqiao’s, so why can’t he focus on the key point?
She was also numb to it, after all, when it ca to education, her own skills were quite scattered.
She simply turned to look at the crowd that had gathered around for the excitent:
“Yan Ran, go!”
Yan Ran: ?!!
“I can’t! I only know how to teach adults!”
In the end, it was Secretary Xiaozu who sighed:
“Li Haoxuan, right? Let
tell you where you went wrong.”
“First, hasn’t your teacher ever taught you to be filial to your elders? At ho, you eat the food your grandfather provides, what gives you the right to hit and scold him?”
“Second, Dahuang belongs to the family, and it’s true that your grandfather has the rights to it, to kill or sell as he wishes, and we have no say. But using its death to blackmail others to satisfy your desires is just wrong!”
“Third, this tricycle belongs to Qiaoqiao, and unless she agrees, nobody else can take it away—unless they break the rules or the law. If you want to ride the tricycle, you should speak nicely with Qiaoqiao, not throw tantrums and curse at soone else’s ho… These are all your mistakes.”
She said all this with a stern face, then slowly stood up, straightened her back, and smiled proudly at everyone:
“How is that? Education still needs , doesn’t it?”
Everyone: …
Secretary Xiaozu’s brow twitched.
Then, she turned her head to see a completely clueless Li Haoxuan, who mumbled:
“One… two… three… hmm… hmm…”
It seems too much was said at once, and he couldn’t rember it all.
Secretary Xiaozu: … This is a problem with the child’s intelligence; it has nothing to do with her level of education.
But, fortunately, the farce was over.
And as for Song Tan hitting the little chubby kid on live broadcast—pfft, in the village, which kid hasn’t been beaten before? This thin sesa stalk didn’t even leave a mark, so what’s there to fuss about? She was there, with the live stream as evidence.
At that mont, however, Song Tan frowned:
“Why do I hear Dahuang barking? Why isn’t there any movent from Grandpa Li?”
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