Along the way, Liu's father held his son in one hand, and kept slashing his son's limbs with bamboo tips with the other. The friction between the bamboo tips and the air constantly emits a rapid "whoosh" wind noise! After a while, the bamboo tip in his hand was broken.

Father Liu didn't want to rest for a moment, so he picked up a bamboo tip again and then beat Liu Zhilu. In this posture, even the chickens, ducks, geese and big yellow dogs on the side of the road immediately fled to the bamboo forest to avoid it.

When he returned home, the bamboo tip in Liu's father's hand was broken again. He went out again to pick up a bamboo shoot and continued to cut it. It wasn't until the third bamboo shoot was cut off that he stopped. He pointed at Liu Zhilu and shouted: "In the future, if you lie and cheat like this, fool the family, spoil the food at home, just play and don't eat well, just be careful of your skin!"

Seeing that it was no longer fighting, Liu Zhilu, who was sitting on the ground, immediately stopped crying. At this time, his hands and feet were all swollen red ridge marks. Father Liu's style of play is also a must, which not only makes the child very painful, but also full of deterrence; It will not let the child hurt his muscles and bones, causing internal injuries.

After all, Liu's father is from a foreign country, and he is not as "professional" as the local parents. Local parents usually kick them with their feet, and they treat them as children with iron. The start is often not serious, and the work is called after the fight, the deterrent power is insufficient, and the care is not enough. The child becomes less and less serious about such parents, and his temperament becomes more and more wild, and eventually he cannot discipline him.

Seeing the red ridges on Liu Zhilu's hands and feet, Liu's mother was very distressed, and took the Wanhua oil secretly handed over by Liu's father to smear Liu Zhilu. However, instead of showing sympathy or comfort, she said, "You brought it on yourself, you deserve it!" If you don't want to eat the rice, you should at least get it back and feed it to the chickens. How can you waste food like this! Do you think this meal came easily? We used to be so busy all day that we didn't even have to eat a meal. God accept you short-lived ghost, you and rummy, you dare to casually throw out nearly three bowls of rice! Do you dare to waste food in the future? Do you dare to say big things to deceive people? Do you dare to just play and not eat? Liu Zhilu naturally didn't dare to answer one by one.

This bamboo tip sharpening made Liu Zhilu the most impressed. There was another beating Liu Zhilu who was also very impressed, that time he stole the family's money, bought cigarettes and distributed them to everyone to smoke, and was discovered by Liu's father. The cutting process is similar, so there is no need to repeat it.

Speaking of smoking, Liu Zhilu has seen his father smoking since he was a child, and the adults around him are also smoking, so he is very curious about it. Out of curiosity, he and his friends often secretly grabbed a small handful of tobacco at home and stuffed it directly into the cigarette holder of a hookah made of large bamboo poles to light and try to smoke.

But because they are still young and their lung capacity is not large enough, they feel that this smoke is too choking, and they never dare to really smoke it hard. It's just playing like an adult. There are also people with large lung capacity and courage, who inhale violently after lighting the tobacco, and as a result, their lungs are choked with great pain, and people roll on the ground.

So everyone doesn't understand adults, what is there to smoke in this big bamboo tube hookah, and it chokes to death. But cigarettes are different, my friends smoked them, and they didn't feel choked, but they felt quite stylish. Especially when I squatted in the bamboo forest together, I didn't feel the smell of cigarettes. It was only when Liu Zhilu was on the tuba in the bamboo forest that he accepted the cigarettes handed by the big plums from the neighboring village.

The father of this big plum is a god stick, and the two of them were abandoned by his mother since they were children. He is three years older than Liu Zhilu. It is because he is three years older that Da Li Zi brought Liu Zhilu into a new world and gave them different happy feelings. Big plums can take them to smoke cigarettes, play with shotguns, build houses in the dense forest, and bake potatoes in the kiln at night.

Perhaps because his father was always restricted from going out at night, Liu Zhilu felt that it was the most fun to go out to bake potatoes at night.

It was dark all around the crops, the night was cool, and the fires from the mud kilns seemed to be dancing merrily. But the joy was short-lived, and before the baked sweet potatoes and eggs could be eaten, Liu Zhilu was found by his father and pushed back.