Chapter 107: A Different Way of Education

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"As long as your hand is not broken, you have to work!"

Han Jing secretly thought that this time he must be ruthless, transform his son well, and draw his son's laziness.

"I'll try to see if I can make a fire, you go and pick up branches, thick and thin, and bring back everything you can eat."

Seeing that his son didn't move, Han Jing urged again and again, "Go quickly, the program team said that there would be no assistance, and there were no residents nearby, so if you don't do anything, you can really only go hungry." ”

Thinking of the difficulty of this show, Han Jing was a little worried, but his son was very weak.

"Dad, we can work with others." Han Quan suggested.

"No one would work with someone who just wants to eat rice." Han Jing hit his son mercilessly.

However, one of the necessary conditions for a lazy person is to be cheeky, and Han Quan was not hit.

"Dad, don't say it so absolutely, I've paid attention, we will definitely be able to cooperate with the brothers and sisters of Emperor Mu, three hundred is not expensive at all, and then we will only be responsible for washing the dishes."

The boy persistently gave his dad ideas, and the more he talked, the more he felt that he had a point.

"That's it, Dad, let's go, let's go and discuss with them."

"Let's go? You go one step and try it! Han Jing couldn't bear it anymore, learned an iron fist from Comrade Pan Wenbin, and unceremoniously smashed it into his son's skull.

Although the fist is not as hard as Pan Wenbin's, the strength is not light.

Han Quan covered his head and accused his father of tyranny.

"Dad, you never beat me before, but since you came to this show, you've changed!"

"That's because I didn't find the right education policy before." Han Jing gritted his teeth, it's easy to say that he just doesn't listen, it seems that he has always been too gentle, and he has to use his fists against the stinky boy.

If you are disobedient, you still have to be beaten!

Facts have proved that the always gentle Korean actor is ruthless, and he can also deny his relatives.

The palms of his hands were clenched, and his fists were filled with a threatening momentum.

"Does your hand still hurt? Do you want to work? Do you still want to eat white food? ”

Han Quan: ......

Is it so ruthless?

His father waved his fist, and Han Quan, who had never been beaten, was stunned.

He was afraid of hardship, tiredness, and even more pain.

"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all, isn't it just picking up branches, I'll do it, as your son, how can you do such a shameless thing as eating white food."

Han Jing: ......

It turns out that this boy also knows that he has no face and no skin, so why doesn't he know that he is ashamed?

Neither of them is this character, and I don't know who they look like!

Han Quan turned around three times in one step, seeing that his father's attitude was resolute, and there was no room for him to turn around, he sighed deeply, full of helplessness that was about to break his muscles and bones, and the steps he took were also full of depression.

The depression on his body was maintained until his father couldn't see him, and it immediately stopped abruptly.

As soon as the little boy rolled his eyes, he saw several children who were also wandering not far away, and their eyes wandered between several people.

Liu Yun, a little fat man who walks to his feet and has red eyes.

Skip.

Ke Lin, who has a cold personality and doesn't like to deal with people.

Skip.

Pan Zhiqiang, who is not young and always wants to be a big brother.

Skip.

The stubborn Xiao Yue.

Skip.

In the end, Han Quan's little boy's eyes were fixed on the little girl who was only four years old.

is small, but his strength is not small, others pick up branches everywhere, but how can there be so many branches to pick up, the little guy directly used the stainless steel dagger given by the program team to break the branches, and the action did not drag the mud and water, and the dagger swung out of the momentum of a machete.

Whether it was a dead branch or a fresh branch, she didn't let it go.

But after a while, I will gain more than others.

Han Quan looked at the little girl, and his eyes were full of brilliance.

That's it!