"Dad, let me down, I don't dare anymore, you see how embarrassing it is for so many people to look at!"

"Shame? I'm not afraid of being embarrassed, are you still afraid of being embarrassed? If you're afraid of being embarrassed, go to the Qinglou? Cheng Yanjin yelled loudly, for fear that others would not know that the second child of his family would go to the Qinglou at a young age.

"Oh, buy pimples, how will I mix up in the future!" Cheng Huailiang directly covered his face with his hands, he was really shameless to see Jiangdong's father.

"Still want to mix?" "Slap" slap his buttocks again, and the body's reaction directly made Cheng Huailiang burst into tears again.

"Dad, in the future, I won't go out of the door and study hard at home, will I let me down?" Cheng Huailiang couldn't stand the eyes of passers-by watching the play, so he had to plead with his father with a bitter face.

"No way!"

"Then I promise to give you a top spot in the future, can you let me down?"

"No way!"

"I promise ......"

The general Cheng Dong looked at the superb father and son speechlessly, so he had to twist his face away and pretend not to know them.

It's really the best father and son, as if the champion is their family, just take it, don't you have any shame? Don't you see the rolls of the eyes that people on the road give you?

Finally returned home in less than an hour, Cheng Huailiang felt that this hour was longer than a year, he didn't want to do this anymore, even if he went to the Qinglou in the future, he resolutely didn't want to be caught, it was terrible, mainly because the smell of the squeaky nest was too big, and he felt that he was not in the mood to eat tonight.

"What's wrong?" Cui Shi walked out and asked.

"Eh, it's nothing, it's upsetting Dad!" Cheng Huailiang said worriedly, it is impossible to tell my mother that I went to the Qinglou, but I was caught by my father.

"What are you crazy about?" Mother Cui Shi yelled at Cheng Biting Jin.

Cheng Yanjin is a typical tracheitis at home, think about his wife Cui, and Hua Dajiao, you can know that he has no status in the family.

"Let me tell you, look at your stinky boy, he went to the Qinglou at a young age, should he be beaten?" Cheng Yanjin roared urgently.

"Hiss, it hurts, it really hurts, mother, lightly." Cheng Huailiang jumped to his feet in pain, because Cui's heard that he had gone up to the Qinglou, and when he returned it, he directly grabbed his ears like lightning and twisted it vigorously.

"Say, are you still going?"

"I'm not going, I just want to see it today, I'm really not going."

"Really?"

"Really!"

"Well, okay, the right punishment is to copy the Analects 20 times, give it to me tomorrow, otherwise I'll let your dad clean you up, get out of here."

"Hey, okay, then I'll go first!" Cheng Huailiang heard his mother say this, and he immediately replied quickly, turning around and running quickly.

"Stand, Lao Tzu let you go?" Cheng Yanjin roared.

"My mother told me to go now," he said, and ran to the backyard.

"Hey, what kind of kids do you teach? It's all like this! The family is unfortunate. ”

"What? You mean it's all my fault? Cui said viciously to Cheng Yanjin.

"No, when I didn't say anything!" The fierce man on the battlefield was as obedient as a cat in front of Cui's. This is not to say that Cheng Biting Jin is a real rake ear, the main thing is that Cheng Biting Jin loves Cui's very much, and he has often been away all year round over the years, and the 3 children are basically raised by Cui's alone, which is not easy, so Cheng Biting Jin, who loves his wife, listens to his wife very much in front of Cui's. Isn't there a saying that good men love their wives and are afraid of their wives?

"Hey, it really hurts," Cheng Huailiang felt a cone of pain coming to him when he sat slowly on the bed.

"Shadow, Shadow, bring me a basin of hot water, I want to use a handkerchief to warm it."

"Okay, young master, I'll prepare it right away." Shadow replied outside the door.

"By the way, I will bring the pen, ink, paper and inkstone to the young master, and I will copy the Analects, hey!"

"Okay."

After Cheng Huailiang applied hot water to his buttocks, he sat next to the table and began to tangle again, this brush has not been written for a long time, and he practiced it when he was a child, how to do it. What a sad word.