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Li Xiu's Extra (6)

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    On the first morning at the Xia family villa, I was woken up by Li Xiu.

    "Shut up, you damn shemale! What do you know" This was Li Xiu yelling.

    "Little Man Niu, you have no education." Zheng Ao scolded him in a cold voice: "You haven't even read a book, you are illiterate!"

    "It's better than you! Adopted people like you are the most susceptible to mental illness!" It was Li Xiu's voice again.

    He said "you", not "you".

    I just felt a chill in my heart and quickly got up from the bed. I didn¡¯t have time to get dressed, so I put on Li Zhurong¡¯s nightgown and ran to the backyard to take a look.

    In the exquisite ancient courtyard, the camellias no more than waist high were in full bloom, and in the steaming hot springs, Zheng Ao and Li Xiu were fighting together. Lu Jiaming was beside him and shouted anxiously, "Xiao Xiu, stop fighting."

    I saw Xu Lang standing aside and watching blankly, and my heart skipped a beat.

    Li Xiu¡¯s words were obviously meant for him.

    Seeing me coming out, Xu Lang turned around and wanted to go in. I stopped him, "Xiao Lang, stand here, don't move." Then I went up and pulled the child away one by one.

    It was as if these two people had a deep hatred. After they were separated, they tried to kick each other and almost spat.

    ¡°No fighting is allowed,¡± I said with a straight face, ¡°First of all, why are we fighting and who started the fight?¡±

    Zheng Ao snorted and turned away.  Li Xiu's face turned red and he wanted to rush to fight again, but I stopped him: "No more trouble. Tell me, why do you want to hit someone?"

    He turned away and said nothing.

    "Lu Jiaming, tell me!"

    Lu Jiaming glanced at Li Xiu and lowered his eyes.

    This is what Xiaoyao taught.

    Xiao Yao has liked to defend his shortcomings since he was a child. Now that he is manipulated by Xia Chen, he is becoming more and more unreasonable.  Lu Jiaming turned out to be such a good kid, and he was taught to guard his shortcomings.

    "Jiaming, you won't tell me, right?" I pretended to complain: "Then I'll call Xia Chen."

    Lu Jiaming¡¯s eyes were filled with tears, and as soon as he was frightened by me, the tears rolled down his face.  But he still bit his lip and refused to say a word.

    But Li Xiu couldn¡¯t hold it in any longer.

    "Don't ask him! He doesn't know!"

    "Then tell me, what happened? Who started it?"

    "I was the one who hit him first!" Li Xiu said with a broken expression: "I just hit him, what's the matter, damn shemale, I haven't hit him much recently, so arrogant!"

    Zheng Ao was not easy to deal with, and he immediately shouted: "You damn bull, can you beat me? You are brainless, childish, and lacking in love!"

    "It's better than you. I don't know where I adopted him! You don't even have a father!"

    I was so angry that my stomach hurt.

    "These children, one or two, have been raised to be human beings. They have sharp teeth and sharp mouths, and they hurt others with their mouths, and they only talk about the sore spots.  But I don't know the importance of it, and I dare to say anything.

    "Jiaming, go to the bedroom and get my mobile phone." I pushed Lu Jiaming away and called Xu Lang: "Xiao Lang, come here."

    Xu Lang¡¯s face turned pale and he walked over obediently.

    "Thank you to Zheng Ao first. He fought with Xiao An because of you, right?"

    With tears in his eyes, Xu Lang nodded and said to Zheng Ao, "Thank you."

    The child who was so domineering just now felt embarrassed when he heard the thank you.

    "Just now my dad asked what was going on, why didn't you speak for Zheng Ao, even Jiaming knew that he was on his friend's side, is this how you treat your friend?"

    Xu Lang cried when I asked him.

    He was an honest child and would not lie, but the answer to this question embarrassed him. He shed tears and could not say a word.

    "Okay, you're not going to say anything when dad asks me, are you?" I showed an angry expression.

    "No" He burst into tears: "It was my father who said that I want to take care of my younger brother. It was my younger brother who hit Xiao Ao first. It was my younger brother's fault. I can't say"

    The children fell silent.

    I turned around and looked at Li Xiu.

    He lowered his head.

    After all, he is just a child, no matter how domineering he is, he feels guilty towards Xu Lang at this time.

    Lu Jiaming took the mobile phone and handed it to me timidly.  He also heard the conversation just now and lowered his head.

    "Jiaming, you and Zheng Ao go back, Xiaoan, Xiaolang, come here."

    Both children came over.

      I looked at Li Xiu.

    "What do you have to say?"

    He said nothing.

    "Let me ask again, what do you have to say?"

    He raised his head and glanced at me, his eyes were blue and without any guilt.

    "I was not wrong." He said word for word: "He was originally adopted."

    I looked into his eyes and he did not avoid my gaze.

    "Xiao Lang, go get my ruler."-

    I know that he has never been physically punished.

    His great-grandfather loved him, and the role of the strict father was played by Li Zhurong.  The Li family's tutor does not like corporal punishment.

    I picked up the phone and called Li Zhurong.

    "Where are you?"

    There is the sound of wind and snow over there.

    He said with a smile: "I am looking at our villa. The hot spring is in the backyard and we are planting orchids What is the teacher doing?"

    I am preparing to beat your son.

    "Li Xiu and Zheng Ao had a fight just now, and I was training him. He refused to admit his mistake."

    Li Zhurong laughed.

    "What is the teacher going to do?"

    "I've asked Xu Lang to come over with a ruler."

    He was startled for a moment.

    "If you have no objection, I will hang up the phone."

    "Aren't you still going to apologize to your brother?"

    I grabbed his hand.

    After all, he is a child. His palms are small and fleshy. His skin is white and his hands are like dough.

    I spread his hands flat.

    "Will you bully your brother again in the future?"

    The cold ruler was placed on his palm. He shook it and still looked at me stubbornly.

    I gritted my teeth, raised the ruler, and pulled it down ruthlessly-

    I slapped his hand three times and he didn¡¯t talk to me the whole afternoon.

    His skin was tender, but it swelled up after being beaten. I applied medicine to him, but he didn¡¯t say a word.

    Li Xiu was sitting on the sofa, and I squatted on the ground to apply medicine to him. His palms were red, swollen, and hot.

    As soon as the cool ointment was applied, the child made a hissing sound, but still refused to pay attention to me.

    I know he is in pain.

    Adults always think that children are afraid of being beaten because they are afraid of pain. In fact, children are afraid of being punished.  Children are very sensitive. If you scold them or get angry with them, they will feel pain.

    ¡°I¡¯ve never spanked a child.

    Except Li Xiu.

    I am teaching him as my own child.

    Li Zhurong often said, I am good to others, but I am not good to him.

    That¡¯s because I like him.

    So I hope he will be tolerant and understanding, so I always put others first and then him.

    Because he is one of my own, I treat him as myself.

    The same goes for Li Xiu.

    I hope he learns to share, I hope he lives a happy life, I hope he treats Xu Lang better I never ask others, I only ask my own people.

    I've never really been angry with him.

    ¡°Even if he played with fire and burned my information, I wasn¡¯t really angry.

    Parents don¡¯t really get angry with their children, I just want to teach them-

    "Are you still angry with me?" I asked while applying ointment for him.

    He ignored me.

    "Dad wants to teach you to be a good boy. Xu Lang is your brother and a member of our family. Even Zheng Ao knows how to help him, why do you still bully him"

    I talked a lot, but I don¡¯t know if he listened-

    Late that night, I heard footsteps running to the door of my room.

    A small figure entered my room.

    It was very cold outside, so he climbed onto my bed and got under my quilt.

    He is still very young, wearing the pajamas I bought for him, and still has the fragrance of ointment on his body.

    He huddled up and buried his head in the crook of my neck.

    He thought I was asleep.

    "I know, I'm not a good kid." He said.

    "I don't like Xu Lang, don't be nice to him I can give him my new car to play with."

    "Don't cook for him, he doesn't like eating your food as much as I do"

    He raised his head, and even in the dark, I could feel him looking at me with bright eyes.

    He asked: "Does it mean that if I wasn't a good kid, you wouldn't like me?"-

    We always want our children to be good children, good children, and smart children.  We want our children to learn painting and piano and get first place in the exams.

    But I always forget to tell my children: Even if you are not good, good, or smart.  Even if you can't draw, hate the piano, and can't get into reading, you are still my child, I am still your closest relative, and I still like you more deeply than I like all other people's children.

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    The extra story of Little King of Hell is over, it has nothing to do with right or wrong.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)??If I wasn't a good kid, you wouldn't like me?  "-

    We always want our children to be good children, good children, and smart children.  We want our children to learn painting and piano and get first place in the exams.

    But I always forget to tell my children: Even if you are not good, good, or smart.  Even if you can't draw, hate the piano, and can't get into reading, you are still my child, I am still your closest relative, and I still like you more deeply than I like all other people's children.

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    The extra story of Little King of Hell is over, it has nothing to do with right or wrong.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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