readx; Ye Zhixia clenched his fists and raised his voice: "Don't be fierce, don't be ruthless, don't cause trouble, don't be nosy, don't be competitive, don't be a traitor, follow the rules, and keep to yourself." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

"Knowingly committing a crime, the crime is added to the first degree!" The rattan continued to fall, and Ye Wanqing hit harder and harder, "Give me a louder voice!" Not a long memory! So that you don't have a long memory! Why don't you have a long memory? ”

Every time she whips her daughter, her heart also aches, and it hurts raw. However, she had to be heavy-handed, her daughter's character was too well understood, and if she didn't give her a profound lesson, she would never learn to be obedient.

Ye Zhixia's voice was louder and louder than one sentence, not like being beaten, but like he was impassionedly reprimanding: "Don't be fierce, don't fight ruthlessly, don't cause trouble, don't make trouble, don't make trouble......"

Her nails weren't long, but they were almost all sunk into the flesh of her palms. Later, she felt that she could no longer feel the pain in her back, but somewhere in her chest it was like a knife, and the pain was terrible.

I'm really not born to my mother, right? Otherwise, how could she not even give herself the opportunity to explain half a sentence? Even the uncle who has known her for less than a month tried his best to protect her from being expelled from school, but what about the old lady?

Ye Zhixia seemed to feel that his heart kept falling and falling, and finally fell to the ground and shattered.

The summer breeze in the afternoon blew gently, blowing the girl's stubborn voice in the small courtyard in the afternoon.

At this moment, a flash of lightning suddenly crossed the sky, and a muffled thunder followed. The crackling rain fell immediately, and the first thunderstorm of early summer caught people off guard in such an unforeseen situation.

Ye Zhixia was still kneeling on the ground, and the rattan in Ye Wanqing's hand did not stop, hitting her body one by one.

"Boom-" With the next thunder, the rattan in Ye Wanqing's hand was actually broken. The sun was engulfed by dark clouds in the blink of an eye, and the sky, which had been bright and magnificent, suddenly darkened.

Looking at the only half of the rattan in her hand, Ye Wanqing casually threw it on the ground at her feet, and asked the girl kneeling on the ground with a cold face: "Do you really know that it's wrong?" There was a little distress in her tone, this question was just to give Ye Zhixia a step down, as long as she was willing to admit her mistake, this matter would be considered over.

Ye Zhixia originally planned to admit her mistake to the old lady, but when she gritted her teeth and suffered more than 100 whips, her stubborn temper was also withdrawn. She stubbornly raised her face as embarrassed as a chicken poured by the rain, and replied loudly: "I'm not wrong! I'm not wrong! I'm not wrong! ”

Yes, she wasn't wrong! It was He Tingting who provoked her first, even if she accidentally injured her, it was her own fault!

Ye Wanqing saw that she was fighting more and more, and now she was completely unrepentant, and most of her anger had disappeared and was burning again. She wiped the rain from her face, picked up the crutches on the ground, and hit Ye Zhixia's back hard without hesitation.

"Are you angry with me? Leaf Summer! Do you admit your mistakes? ”

The rain became heavier and heavier, and the clothes on the back of the girl on the ground were soaked with blood and rain, but there was no meaning of weakness in her voice at all: "I'm not wrong! ”

In fact, the personalities of their mother and daughter are very similar in some aspects, the more they are persecuted, the more they do not give in. The more you don't give in, the more you persecute it.