"Shen Liang...... You little beast, I'm your mother, you don't put down the stick...... You're going to be thundered like this. Chen Chunlin scolded angrily.

"Hehe...... you also know that beating your own mother will be thundered by the sky, then why didn't God kill you and your uncle, how do you usually treat grandma?" Song Jinghao stared at Chen Chunlin coldly and asked.

"It's just that, how do you usually treat your elders, children are not sensible, and they learn from each other."

"Yes, yes, what kind of parents, what kind of children are taught, how you treat your parents and elders, what will your children do to you in the future."

"It's all retribution, you see, retribution is coming."

At this time, the onlookers began to talk about it.

Although Song Jinghao's approach is not very right, but to deal with people like Chen Chunlin, you should use such a method, everyone thinks that Song Jinghao is a good way to use such a method for Chen Chunlin, and no one says that Song Jinghao is wrong to treat Chen Chunlin like this.

"Mom, I want to eat candy,...... I want to eat candy, didn't you say you love me the most, what's wrong with you asking me to fight, I'll have candy to eat if I hit it, you said, you will try to give me whatever I want. Song Shenliang ran out of breath and screamed.

"Spoiling children is the result of this."

"Yes, yes, although boys will love a little bit, but this is too doting, but it will hurt him and himself."

"Ah...... It hurts, you little animal, you have to peel your skin when you go back at night. Chen Chunlin was beaten by Song Shenliang again, and she screamed in pain.

"Alright, here you go." Song Jing still has to be busy with her own affairs, she has no time to watch a good show here, so she directly threw a piece of candy on the ground and left.

When Song Shenliang saw the candy, he quickly dropped the wooden stick to pick up the piece of candy, peeled it off happily and ate it, his saliva flowed, and he was dirty.

Chen Chunlin sat on the ground with one buttocks, clapped her hands and cried coldly: "Suffer a thousand cuts, this Song Jing is good...... This, ,......."

Song Jing didn't bother to pay attention to her, took the washed white radish to the house, closed the door, and was too lazy to bother with people like Chen Chunlin.

Hmph, there is still a long way to go, and she will definitely get back all the pain she suffered in the past slowly, little by little.

Everyone saw that Song Jing had entered the house, and there was no one to watch, and they all went home one after another, Chen Chunlin saw that everyone was gone, and it was not interesting for her to sit on the ground alone and cry, so she took Song Siliang home.

"Sister...... You are really smart. Song Jingan looked at Song Jingliang with a smile and said, "Today is really happy, hum...... Let this unconscionable woman know what it's like to be beaten by her own son. She always instigated my dad to bully us and bully my grandma. ”

"Work." Song Jing smiled goodly: "In the future, I will let her slowly taste the suffering of my grandmother before." ”

"Yes, work." Song Jingan smiled and began to work.

Remove the skin of the white radish first and cut it into small pieces.

Grandma went to find a small jar, washed and dried it, and brought it over, and visually saw that it could be pickled under ten catties and eight catties.

"Quiet, can you see this?" Grandma is still a little distressed about the candy she bought.