"Mom, you don't have to go, I'll get it for you." Jian Qingfeng said immediately.

Jian Qingfeng glanced at the second brother, who still didn't say anything, and finally sighed, and obediently went to the house and took out a stick as thick as an adult's arm and quite smooth.

Li Qiaomu saw that his eldest son didn't give it to him immediately after taking it, so he walked over and grabbed it.

"Stinky boy, you lie down for me." She pointed her stick at him and scolded.

Jian Qingyu finally raised his head at this time, looked at the big stick in his mother's hand, and suddenly felt a little pain in his back.

He had been hit the most with this stick, and no one knew better than him how powerful it was.

Looking at her mother, whose face was flushed with anger, Jian Qingyu obediently lay on the ground.

Li Qiaomu looked at him silently, his heart ached, and he picked up a stick and hit him on the buttocks.

The sound of "thumping" sounded a little muffled, but everyone present knew that this sound sounded like it hurt.

When Li Qiaomu hit this time, her hands were shaking a little.

Because she didn't fight this time, she used her strength this time, which can be said to be hitting her son's body and hurting her mother's heart

"How did I teach you before, that you are not allowed to fight, you are not allowed to gamble, and you are not allowed to do things that are harmful to society, and you promised me that, right?" With every word, her stick beckoned to his ass.

"Mom, I'm sorry, I won't dare next time." After hitting it three times, Jian Qingyu finally spoke, and her tone was full of regret.

Li Qiaomu, who had been waiting for him for a long time, heard his words, and then he had a reason to stop, but his face was still not good-looking.

"I ask you, how long have you been playing with this?" Taking a deep breath, she asked as she looked at him with hatred.

Jian Qingyu sniffed, it really hurt to hit him just now, this was the first time he felt too much pain since he was beaten so many times.

"It won't be long, just half a month, but I won't dare next time, I promise." He raised three fingers in earnest.

Jian Haotian asked him out loud at this time, "How did this matter begin?" Did you play it on your own, or did someone take you along with it? ”

Hearing his father's serious questioning, Jian Qingyu hurriedly confessed all his affairs.

"I met a guy named Fa Ge on the road before, he helped me once, and then we had a good chat, he told me that I could make money playing this, I, I played with him once, and then I thought it was fun, and I didn't hold back for a while and started to play all the time."

When Li Qiaomu heard his reply, he became angry again, raised his hand and patted his arm several times, and scolded, "It's fun, it's fun, you forgot what I taught you with your dad before, don't you, you don't want to become a gambler?" ”

Where did Jian Qingyu dare to fight back now, so she had to obediently beat herself up by her own mother.

It wasn't until she was tired that he continued, "I just want to have fun, but I thought that I would lose money later, so I wanted to win back the money I lost, and when I won back, I won't play." ”

When Jian Haotian heard his explanation, he sneered, looked at him and asked, 'Then let me ask you, have you won back the money you lost?' ”

Jian Qingyu immediately blushed, and squeaked for a while before finding the words to answer, "No, it's still a little close, it's still a little bit every time, and I don't know what's going on." ”

(End of chapter)