Mrs. Qian scolded in her mouth, and the movements in her hands also slapped Qian Hao's body one after another.

An eight-year-old child, who is already as thin as a bean sprout, can withstand this beating of Mrs. Qian?

But he was powerless to resist, and he couldn't break free from Mrs. Qian's clutches, so he could only cry higher than one voice, hoping that his father in front of him could rush over to save him.

But Qian Dacheng only had red eyes, pursed his lips, his face changed from blue to white, and his hands were even more fiercely clenched into fists, that is, the hand that was pulling his eldest son Qian Jun, and his fingers were embedded in his shabby big cotton jacket.

Watching his youngest son being beaten by Mrs. Qian, his heart also hurts, it hurts his heart, how many fathers in the world can look at their children, and they are indifferent to being beaten by others in front of them?

But he couldn't just rush up and push her away.

Because no one knows Mrs. Qian's personality better than him.

Splashy, scoundrel, and reversing right and wrong.

With most of his life's experience, he told him that as long as he dared to rush up, let alone touch Mrs. Qian, even if he was close to her, she would dare to lie down on the spot, pretend to be injured or dead, and then blackmail him for a sum of money.

It's not just money, rice, vegetables, whatever it is, she wants it.

Then his family's rations were gone.

In the end, his daughter-in-law and children will go hungry with him.

Looking at the two skinny children who have been suffering from malnutrition for a long time, he is as distressed as a knife.

So for the sake of that mouthful of food, he could only endure it, and endure it to the death.

Besides, a filial piety word is so big that it is said that he is also the son of Mrs. Qian, and his stepson is also a son.

What could he do?

He can be scolded for being unfilial, but can he let his children be considered unfilial?

For so many years, he hasn't resisted, but what is the result?

As a result, as soon as Mrs. Qian couldn't meet her requirements, she went to the village to make trouble, and the village went to the town to make trouble, she spilled, rolled, and played helplessly, and even those cadres were afraid of her, and finally came to persuade herself to be filial to the old man.

Who called her his stepmother?

The stepmother is also a mother, filial piety to the old man is a matter of course, what's wrong with eating something from you? What's wrong with spending some money on you?

You have to provide for her, and you have to die for her.

Qian Dacheng can be regarded as losing his reputation and ruining his money, and he will be drowned by a bunch of spittle stars.

After a long time, he didn't have the strength to struggle, and the days of endurance were over.

It's just that later the children are getting older and older, and they are beginning to have more and more ideas of their own.

But those ideas can only give Mrs. Qian more reason to abuse them and blackmail them.

So his family's life is getting poorer and poorer, and he can't get by.

He also told his two children countless times that he wanted to avoid Mrs. Qian, and he couldn't provoke her, and he couldn't provoke her.

But why they just didn't listen, they wanted to provoke him.

The eldest son, Qian Jun, was beaten by Mrs. Qian from childhood to adulthood, and now even the eight-year-old youngest son, Mrs. Qian, is not merciful.

He looked at his little son in front of him who was crying heartbreakingly, and he really wanted to rush up and push her away.

But he didn't dare, he could only lower his head and lower his eyes.

He also tried his best to please Mrs. Qian and said: "Mother, the child is still young and ignorant, don't be like him, you are also tired, let me take him back, and I will go home and clean him up." ”

Mrs. Qian heard this a lot, every time she beat the two children of Qian Dacheng's family, he was like this, squeezing out a smile and pleasing himself.

She didn't take these words to heart at all, she glanced at Qian Dacheng with disdain, what a wreck, but she was still scolding in her mouth.

"You bastard are willing to clean him up? They don't take me seriously like this, it's not all taught by you and Zhao Qiuyue's dead mother-in-law. Since you don't know how to teach children, I'm going to teach them well for you today. ”

Mrs. Qian smacked Qian Hao a few more times, then shook him off, walked in front of Qian Jun in a few steps, raised the broom in her hand and pulled it down on him.

Because of the force used, the broom slapped on Qian Jun's padded jacket, making a banging sound, listening to Qian Dacheng's ears, he felt that the thunder was exploding in his mind, and the whole person unconsciously became angry.

But he still had to suppress the anger in his heart, try to squeeze out a smile, and continue to please Mrs. Qian.

"Mother, how can we, how can we teach the children like this, mother, you believe me, I will teach these two children a good lesson when I go home, don't fight, don't fight."

But where will Mrs. Qian listen to him?

Qian Jun's broken child is getting bigger and bigger, and he is becoming more and more dissatisfied with her discipline, just now she was cleaning up Qian Hao's little cub, and Qian Jun rushed over like a ghost who was going to eat people.

If it weren't for Qian Dacheng's coincidence, I was afraid that Mrs. Qian would be overturned by Qian Jun.

Fortunately, Qian Dacheng's nest came in time and grabbed him a wolf cub who killed a thousand knives, but she has to repay this revenge, she has never suffered such a loss.

Mrs. Qian slapped Qian Jun desperately, obviously with a dead hand.

The movements in her hands were not at all like those of her age, they were simply fast, accurate and ruthless, and they were obviously postures that they had already practiced.

As for who it was trained on, it goes without saying.

Qian Jun was cramped because he was pulled by Qian Dacheng, and he couldn't avoid Mrs. Qian's whipping at all, so he had to stretch out his hands to block it, but he couldn't resist it for a while.

Qian Hao, who was thrown to the ground by Mrs. Qian and fell on all fours, finally got up from the ground.

Seeing that his eldest brother was being smoked by Mrs. Qian, he wiped a handful of snot and tears, and immediately rushed over to help.

As soon as he hugged one of Mrs. Qian's thighs, he desperately wanted to drag it, but he was small and had little strength, he dragged Mrs. Qian a few times and still didn't move, but she shook her hand and slapped Qian Hao who was holding him a few times with her backhand.

When Qian Jun saw that his younger brother was beaten again, he was even more angry and wanted to break free from Qian Dacheng's pull, and his mouth roared even louder.

"Dad, you let go of me, let go of me, Xiao Hao, you run." He stared at Mrs. Qian with red eyes, and shouted hoarsely: "If you have the ability, you will beat me, what are you doing beating him?" Do you have the face to say it's our grandma? You deserve it too. ”

He scolded and spat at Mrs. Qian's face.

Mrs. Qian was smacked by him, and she was also angry in her heart, and she didn't care about Qian Hao's little cub anymore, and went back to clean up Qian Jun.

Qian Hao was in pain after being whipped by her a few times, and the cold broom did not fall on his body again, and when he looked up, he saw that his brother Qian Jun was beaten again.

The two brothers usually have a good relationship, and no one can see who is hurt, but now seeing Qian Jun because he was beaten again, he was also anxious, raised his little face and drilled into the hem of Mrs. Qian's padded jacket, and bit her waist in one bite.