Unlike the critical situation of encountering a tiger, it was an urgent heartbeat, but the girl's question made her heart tug, heavy, as if there was a big stone pressing on it.

She didn't want the child to act impulsively and recklessly, she didn't want her to be in any danger, and she was afraid that she would go astray, and she wanted to pinch out all signs of danger at the beginning.

Although she also knows the child's life, she can't do anything for her, but if she can, she wants to guide her to go better.

However, her bitter words are useless, no matter what, the little guy just doesn't bow his head, the shaft is very, resolutely does not change, no matter what she says, back and forth is almost: "I don't, I'm not wrong." ”

Feng Huaying has never touched a few children in normal times, she is basically reasonable, and she has not made any mistakes in the past few years.

But this time she is really angry, everything is solved by force, what can she do in the future?

"I'll make you right." Feng Huaying slapped her daughter's ass and hit her, Feng Huaying's heart trembled, but she continued: "Are you wrong, will you fight in the future?" ”

Now it's okay, poking the hornet's nest, and the little thing is crying and miserable, as if she has done something hurtful.

Feng Huaying was numb, her daughter had never cried so miserably, and she was a little overwhelmed.

Ji Weihe had already hugged his daughter and began to coax: "Don't cry, don't cry, mom didn't mean it." ”

Ji Zeying hugged his father's neck and didn't listen, didn't look at it, just concentrated on crying himself.

Hearing the movement, Feng Huarong and Ji Weidang took Ji Zesheng and Ji Zejun to the door of their room and looked inside: "What's the matter, why are you crying." ”

"If you don't cry, if you cry again, you'll cry like a flower-faced cat."

"Zeying, is it okay for my uncle to buy you a rag doll?"

"Sister, the meat is for you to eat, and the toys are also for you, don't cry." I've never seen my sister cry so miserably, and the two little ones are a little panicked, and the things they love the most promise to go out without hesitation.

A group of people coaxed for a long time before the crying little guy finally stopped sobbing and choking, looking like he had been greatly wronged.

Feng Huaying doubted herself, could she really have done something wrong and shouldn't care about her daughter?

But if a child has done something wrong, shouldn't an adult tell her and let her correct it?

The child's three views are not complete, at this time the adult does not stand up when she is wrong, do you have to wait until it is too late?

At that time, it was really too late and irreparable.

But thinking about it this way, Feng Huaying saw her daughter crying so miserably for the first time, which is still a bit square.

Because as soon as she passed, the girl cried even more sadly, and said, "Don't want you, my mother hates it." ”

It made her feel bad, but she had to retreat.

The sadness is still there, but Feng Huaying has slowly calmed down, after all, she is not a sad person.

After introspecting first, Feng Huaying felt that her worries were not unreasonable, her daughter was a little impulsive, if she was just an ordinary person, it would be nothing if she was a little impulsive, but her ability made her likely to cause a big disaster once she was impulsive.

As a parent, she has the obligation to correct her in time when she knows that there may be problems in her growth.

Since this is the case, then what she will do for this wicked person is that even if the discomfort in her heart is really uncomfortable.

Ji Zeying, who was tired of crying, lay on his bed and fell asleep, Feng Huarong walked up to Feng Huaying in disbelief: "Sister, do more work, why did you make the child cry like that, I almost lost my breath." ”

Feng Huarong looked at him with a little condemnation, no matter how he was, he couldn't treat the child like this: "If you can't say anything well, you still beat people, this problem is not good." ”

"You know what, except this time, when have I ever moved a finger from her." Feng Huaying wanted to explain, but she felt that she couldn't explain it to Feng Huarong, so she said with a tiger face: "You lost 100 yuan to other people's Yi Lejie's family?" ”

This is not a small amount, so it can be seen that the child must have been beaten very badly, and the attack was not serious.

The kindergarten just beat the hands of the children who bullied her red, and made a small fuss, once making people remember that they could not pull her hair again, this kind of trick of a little boy to attract a little girl is rare after a few times.

In the first grade, both sides went overboard in the game, but it was still the other party who was injured, but it was also considered convergence, it was a minor injury, and this time it escalated again, and she had to worry.

If this goes on like this, she doesn't dare to think about what the result will be.

She is not only angry about the immediate situation, but also worried about the long-term future.

"Yes, I'm Zeying's brother-in-law, didn't I take the money out to solve the problem."

"Solve the problem and just don't tell us?" Feng Huaying glanced at him lightly: "It seems that you have earned a lot of part-time work in the past two years." ”

Feng Huarong was a little weak-hearted, and then said confidently: "But this is not the reason for you to beat the child, look at what it is like to cry Zeying, don't you feel distressed at all." ”

Of course, I feel distressed, but it's not the turn of this stinky boy to say her, as soon as Feng Huaying's hand was raised, Feng Huarong jumped two meters away: "Don't move your hands and feet, I'm an adult now, you can't be like when you were a child." ”

"Out of breath." Feng Huaying rolled her eyes: "Since you were fifteen years old, when have I ever touched you, look at the one who scared you, the timid person is like something, what kind of business do you do like this." ”

Feng Huarong sneered, this is a conditioned reflex, there is no way.

was naughty when he was a child, and he was too miserable to be cleaned up by his second sister.

Thinking of the past, Feng Huarong couldn't help complaining: "That's not the shadow that you have cleaned up by the second sister." ”

The boy is naughty, and he is really underbeaten, especially Feng Huarong is still the youngest in their family, almost everyone is used to him, and it is even more difficult to manage, and he can't do it if he doesn't fight.

The strictest person in the family is not his parents, but his second sister, and she is the most feared and respected in the family.

"Are you still holding a grudge?"

"How can I be, I know that the second sister is all for my good, otherwise how could I have today." Feng Huarong said very seriously.

"Okay, say these rhetoric, don't think I'm going to be fooled, you just have to live well."

Not long after, Ji Weihe came over, and Feng Huarong went out consciously.

Ji Weihe sat next to Feng Huaying and held her hand distressedly: "Otherwise, I'll come." ”

After listening to Hua Rong and Wei Dang's words, Ji Weihe knew that there might be this one.

Before today, they had talked about this issue among themselves, and at that time the worry was light, and they mainly focused on persuasion.

Although Zeying was not convinced at that time, he was still obedient, but now he still didn't listen to what he said, he didn't take it seriously, and he turned his head and forgot about it.

Because of work, most of the children stay by Hua Ying's side, so she is also responsible for teaching them, so usually, she is the one who does the evil, and he is the one who makes a white face.

This time it was like this, Ji Weihe couldn't bear to be hurt by his daughter again, he was the head of the family, and he should also stand up.

She didn't notice that the corners of her mouth were now flattened, and she was unhappy all the time, and her eyes were full of thick knots.

Hua Ying, a person who is always active, is so depressed for the first time, not for him, but for the children.

Feng Huaying patted Ji Weihe's hand and smiled: "No, don't you want to go back to Huancuishan tomorrow, it's the same for anyone to come, as long as you don't throw your face at me because your daughter is crying." ”

Ji Weihe was still distressed: "It's nothing to take leave for the past two days. ”