053 The Past (33)--Reminiscences of the Past (9)

After school, the two went to the school lawn to pay their respects. Then they went home.

"Dad, I'm back"

"You dare to come back?"

"Oops"

Before Yan Wu could react, his body began to have local pain, and it was hot that his father was beating him with a broom.

"Dad, Dad, stop fighting"

All this came too suddenly, in the image, Dad is a people's teacher and has never beaten him, why is he suddenly so irritable?

"Dad, Dad, Dad,......"

With the falling broom, Yan Wu became more and more painful, and finally rolled directly on the ground, but Dad didn't mean to stop at all.

It wasn't until her mother came back from grocery shopping that she stopped Yanwen.

"You have been stabbed a thousand times, what are you doing beating your son? Xiao Wu, does it hurt? ”

At this time, Yan Wu kept sobbing, couldn't calm down, and couldn't speak.

"You say, you say", at this time, Yan Wu's mother was still in a state of rage, her husband was obviously gentle and elegant, and suddenly began to beat her son, she must break the casserole and ask in the end. Then he began to drag Yanwen.

After beating Yan Wu, the anger that Yan Wen held back in his heart also disappeared, and the whole person calmed down, what he has to do now is how to round up the matter of beating his child.

So, he showed a worried look, sat on the sofa, faced Yan Wu, and said:

"Do you know what you're doing wrong?"

"I don't know"

Yan Wu really didn't know, from being beaten to the present, his head was clouded.

"Wife, did you see that? When the school rolling system was first implemented, I pulled down my old face and went to the principal, and it was not easy to keep him in the top class. You see, he's still the penultimate now, how can I not beat him and let him have a long memory? ”

Because of the tears he spoke, Yan Wen himself felt that he beat him because he didn't study hard, as if he hated iron but not steel.

"But, you can't fight so hard!"

As he spoke, he went to touch Yan Wu's face and wipe away Yan Wu's tears.

"Child, does it still hurt?"

Hearing his father say this, Yan Wu was extremely sad, and his grades had always been a pain in his heart.

Classmates all say that the father is a cultural person, why is his son's grades poor?

I also tried to study hard, but my attention was not on studying, and I really couldn't help it.

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, Yan Wu walked towards his room and locked himself up.

Then he started crying again.

"Xiao Wu, come out to eat"

"Xiao Wu, come out to eat"

"Xiao Wu, come out to eat"

Mom came to ask every once in a while, but Yan Wu didn't go out.

"If he doesn't eat, he will starve to death, a little rabbit cub who has no interest", this was the last thing Yan Wu heard his father say tonight.

At this point, his heart was dead.