The little girl bit her lower lip and endured it expressionlessly, her horns bobbling back and forth, rubber bands looping around her jet-black hair.

"Didn't you go to school without brains?" The woman reprimanded and shoved, and the little girl slid straight down from the bench, her back down, and she fluttered to prop up her upper body with her elbows, looking at her mother with innocent eyes.

"I'll cook and check your homework later." The woman pointed at the little girl on the ground with one hand, raised her eyebrows coldly, got up and picked up the plastic bench and smashed it on the little girl, threatening, "Don't let me find these low-level mistakes." ”

The little girl blocked the red plastic bench with one hand, the rough corners crossed her arm, and a red scar appeared, waiting for her mother to enter the kitchen and start cooking dinner, the little girl got up by herself, patted her school uniform, sat back on the bench with a calm expression, and continued to write her homework seriously.

Knock knock, a familiar shout, the little girl got up and opened the security door, a man in blue overalls, his face was dark and old, with the same bitter gourd face as his wife, holding the doorknob with one hand to bring the door door, and the other hand put the electric car key into his pocket, making a metal collision sound.

The little girl looked at him, called out to her father faintly, and was ready to go back to the dining table to do her homework.

Slap, a slap without warning, the girl was a little stunned, her young body leaned to the side, her hand had not touched the cheek that was slapped, her body had not yet stood firm, and the other side received another slap, and her body fell to one side.

The man slapped and scolded in his mouth, "Lao Tzu spent money to let you study in school, read something, and the parents didn't let me raise my face, it's good today, let Lao Tzu lose face." ”

After several slaps in a row, the little girl did not hide or touch the painful place, obediently walked back to the table and stood straight, letting the slap fall on herself.

"Lao Tzu pretends to be a grandson in front of customers, comes and goes in the wind and rain, buys this and that for you, and takes you out to play, you are good, give me a countdown." The man was not angry, picked up the clothes pole on one side and hit the little girl. "Is it that you only know how to play in school, and you don't pay attention to lectures in class."

The loose school uniform, with a stick down, shows long folds.

"Your teacher has been in the group many times, asking me to pay attention to your learning, what do you let those parents think of me, I can't stand up, and let me go to school to analyze the reasons for my backward grades, delaying me to earn money." The more the man spoke, the more angry he became, and the force in his hand couldn't help but increase.

The little girl's body was like petals in the wind and rain, trembling and shaking.

In the face of such beatings and scolding, the little girl chose to bear quietly, because she knew that she would eventually be beaten if she was stupid and did not study well, as long as she was around, no outsiders would interfere in idle affairs, and resistance and reciprocation would only lead to more stormy beatings, why not accept it calmly, if you are obedient, your parents will be in a good mood, and you can reduce the number of beatings.

The little girl's mother was the first woman to be beaten by the puppet, and Qiqi thought that if the parent-child sports meeting and his father also participated, the puppet would not let him go.

Screen transition.

In the bright classroom, a little girl with a ponytail is holding a brush, concentrating on practicing brush words on white paper, her round fingers accidentally touch the ink, the weather is hot, she subconsciously uses her palm to pry the hair on her cheeks that are stuck with sweat.