"Let you dare to be naughty in the future."

The man held the wooden board in his hand and kept hitting the little boy's buttocks, the little boy gritted his teeth, endured the pain, and looked stubborn, but he didn't leave the tears.

Next to him was a delicately dressed little boy looking at his father blankly.

That's right, he is Gu Qiyan when he was a child, and the little boy who is being beaten by the board is also Zhong Lou when he was a child.

Because Zhong Lou knocked over a bottle, his father would teach him like this, and he was used to these Zhong Lou.

It's just that he is not convinced that his father has always been very partial, as if Gu Chuyan is his biological son, and he seems to be not his own, so Zhong Lou has held a grudge against Gu Chuyan since he was a child, and he has been against Gu Chuyan everywhere, but everyone in the family protects him.

And he Zhong Lou, but his mother alone used her weak body to help Zhong Lou block the wind and rain, no matter what mistakes he made, his mother would stand up for him.

So in the whole family, Zhong Lou is only kind to his mother, what kind of father or brotherhood, he doesn't care about everything.

Although his father often lectured Zhong Lou, Zhong Lou did not think so, and he felt that he had done the right thing.

It was his father who was wrong, he was wrong not to favor one over the other, and he was wrong not to abuse their mother and son, Zhong Lou had already planted hidden dangers in his heart for his father and Gu Qiyan at a young age.

"Master, don't fight, he didn't mean it, he knows it's wrong, sir, don't fight."

Suddenly, a plainly dressed woman ran out from the side, this woman was Zhong Lou's mother, hearing that Zhong Lou was being trained here, her heart was about to break, she put down the things in her hand, and ran directly here, but she was still a step too late, looking at Zhong Lou's red and bloodshot buttocks, her mother's tears were about to fall.

Crying and begging his father to stop, but the man looked at her coldly as if he couldn't hear it, and continued the movements in his hand, pumping one board after another on Zhong Lou's tender flesh, and the people who watched it felt distressed.

But the little boy is still so strong, even if his ass has been peeled open, but he just doesn't open his mouth to beg for mercy.

"Master, please, stop fighting, he is still young, if there is anything wrong, I will bear it for him."

Zhong Lou's mother sat on her knees on the ground, tears already flashing on her face, and knelt and begged his father to stop beating.

But the man just glanced at it coldly and snorted coldly.

"Both of you are a shame in our family, why did you be blind and let you give birth to such a sinister seed in the first place."

The man was so angry that his body trembled, and he pointed at Zhong Lou's mother and scolded.

"Master, it's all my fault, don't hit the building, he's still young, all of this has nothing to do with him."

Zhong Lou's mother hugged Zhong Lou's young body and looked at the scars and blood stains on his body.

His mother finally couldn't hold back anymore and hugged Zhong Lou's young body and cried bitterly, while Zhong Lou stretched out her little hand to comfort his mother.

"Mom, I don't hurt."

Hearing this, Zhong Lou's mother immediately hugged his young body tightly, and looking at his strong little face, her mother couldn't help but feel distressed.

"Hmph, if you dare to have a next time, it's not so simple to teach a lesson."

The man snorted coldly and said to the mother and son, looking at them with disgust in his eyes.

The two of them are simply a disgrace in the family.

Zhong Lou's mother hugged Zhong Lou's young body tightly, listening to the man's voice, her body couldn't help but tremble, anyway, Zhong Lou is also his child, tiger poison is not a child, how can he be so cruel to his child.

Looking at the eye-catching scars on Zhong Lou's body, her heart was broken, and she shed tears from time to time.

And Zhong Lou looked coldly at him, the so-called father, he had suffered all kinds of torture since he was a child, if it weren't for her mother, he wouldn't even have a chance to live.

is the same father, why is the attitude so different?

Zhong Lou's young heart was traumatized, he couldn't understand why his father treated him like this, and now he looked at him coldly, Zhong Lou had already understood, it was all because of Gu Qiyan, because of his existence, his mother and his mother had been humiliated in the family, and their lives were not as good as those of servants.

Zhong Lou looked coldly at Gu Qiyan, who was about the same age as himself, and he had already been ruthless to him.

And for his so-called father, he is even more resentful, without a trace of good feelings, maybe in his young heart he has no father at all, he only has his mother, his mother is the person who is really good to him, so in the whole family, Zhong Lou is only good to his mother.

"Chop Yan, I'm leaving."

The man waved his hand lightly at the little boy, looking so kind and kind, all this was seen by Zhong Lou, the only thing was to deepen his hatred for Gu Qiyan.

Looking at the two departing figures, Zhong Lou's young heart gradually darkened, but that glimmer of light was only left for his mother.

"Mom, let's go."

Zhong Lou stretched out his little hand to stroke his mother's hair, pretending to be an adult to comfort him, he was so sensible at a young age.

But all this was seen by his mother, but it was sensible and distressing, he should have grown up happily, but because of her mother, he had to be looked down upon every day.

Zhong Lou slowly stood up, grabbed Zhong Lou's immature little hand, wiped the tears on his face, and tried to make himself look less haggard.

Taking out a tissue from his clothes, Zhong Lou's mother gently wiped his wounds.

"Si."

Zhong Lou's instinctive pain made him take a half step back, but he also said that he immediately changed back to his place, looking at his mother with a smile on his face.

"Building, does it hurt?"

Looking at his immature little face, Zhong Lou's mother was distressed for a while, and asked with a concerned face.

"Hehe, Mom, I'm fine, I'm not afraid of pain."

Zhong Lou smiled and grimaced at his mother, trying to make his mother laugh.

Looking at Zhong Lou's immature little face, and then at his scarred body, his mother had another emotional breakdown.

Zhong Lou looked at his mother in confusion, he was too young to know why his mother was crying, he just stretched out his little hand to gently wipe the tears that fell, and said in an adult's accent:

"Mom doesn't cry."

Zhong Lou's mother grabbed his little hand and picked him up.