But recently, although Mo Qingyuan has not been as repulsive to An Xian as before, he has never opened his heart, let alone the step of getting closer, so he just stalks his neck and doesn't say anything.

"Come, let me ask him!" The child's father was full of anger and was very angry at Mo Qingyuan's death: "I still don't believe that I can't get a child!" ”

"No way!" An Xian hurriedly stopped: "Wait, his father will be here soon, he and his father will definitely be able to ask when the time comes." ”

"We don't have that much patience! You are also protected, and if you make a mistake, you should be punished, rightly so! My son can't be beaten for nothing! ”

"That's it, you get out of the way!" The child's mother also agreed, and dragged An Xian away as soon as she came over.

"Come, tell me why you hit my son?" The man was not polite to Mo Qingyuan at all, and grabbed him by the collar and lifted it up.

An Xian tried hard to break free of the woman: "You let him go!" ”

"Do what?" At this time, Mo Zhi finally arrived, and at a glance, he saw An Xian being held down, his son's feet lifted off the ground, his eyes narrowed, and the man was thrown aside.

Seeing a man coming, the man's momentum weakened, but he still didn't give up: "You are his father?" Look at the man who beat my son! Won't you give an explanation? ”

Mo Zhi looked at the child, turned his head and asked Mo Qingyuan, "Why did you beat someone?" ”

Mo Qingyuan faced Mo Zhi, his expression changed a little, he glanced at the child, and said in a sullen voice: "Because he laughs at me, I can't recite poems." ”

"That's it?" Mo Zhi frowned.

The couple was even more reasonable: "Just because of the joke between children, can you put such a heavy hand?" Is there something wrong with your child?! ”

Mo Zhi listened to what the two said was not good, and his face was a little ugly, but now, it is reasonable for them to blame, their children should not laugh at people, but it is indeed not to the point of beating people, not to mention that he beat him so hard.

Mo Zhi stared at Mo Qingyuan for a while, and seemed to realize for the first time that something was wrong with his son, which was not something that ordinary children could do.

"What do you say?"

An Xian glanced at Mo Zhi, it was true that the child was beaten very badly, and she was not stingy, and took out two taels of silver: "This is the medical expenses and compensation for the child, I'm really sorry." ”

The man looked at the silver in her hand, but he didn't take it, An Xian exhaled: "Our family is not a rich family, and it is already a very sincere compensation to be able to take out so much." After speaking, he added one or two: "At most, three taels is not a small amount, if you are not satisfied, you can only report to the official and be sentenced by the county order." ”

The woman knew that if the government judged, it would not be able to sentence so much, and just about to take the silver, the man took her hand: "Wait a minute, the matter of the silver is easy to say, but my son can't be injured in vain!" Your son is standing here unharmed! Since you can't teach your own children well, then I'll teach you a lesson and let him remember it for a long time! ”

What does this mean...... An Xian hurriedly said: "You are an adult, do you want to do it to the child?" ”

"Then why don't you do it yourself? Okay, too. The man seemed to be determined to teach Mo Qingyuan a lesson.

"This is absolutely not going to work." An Xian said: "We will compensate for what should be compensated, and we will discipline the children ourselves." ”

"I repeat, my son's wounds are not in vain! Otherwise, I will definitely make trouble in the school and let the school expel him! ”

"Mo Zhi, you speak!" An Xian looked back at Mo Zhi, but he didn't immediately refute.

Mo Zhi glanced at Mo Qingyuan, and suddenly said: "The son is not the fault of the godfather, he is still young, he can't stand it, I'll come for him!" ”