Hehehehehe, talking about discussing how to make my skin no longer itchy, do you still need to discuss it?
For these two people, it is obviously a matter that can be easily solved with a beating.
Wuwuwuwuwu, God knows in which life I committed the evil.
In this life, I met these two vicious people all at once, and they were two people who could only be cruel to me.
Oh my God, do you dare to make me even more miserable?
It’s okay not to let my life be full of flowers, but to pour blood on it one after another.
It’s not so deceptive, right?
I'm almost crying to death "What are you doing here?
Get out of here!"
my uncle ordered me condescendingly.
I wanted to roll away quickly, but my whole body was so soft that I couldn't use even half of my strength.
I dug my fingers into the wall behind me, hoping to use its strength to get up.
It was so severe that not only could I not get up, but I couldn't get up at all.
I could only twist my body weakly on the ground a few times with great difficulty, twisting like a big caterpillar.
After just a few twists, a strong bone-shattering pain was felt throughout my body.
I collapsed weakly on the spot, baring my teeth and grinning, sucking in the air-conditioning. , layer upon layer of beads of sweat are constantly appearing on the forehead.
Seeing that my uncle had spoken, but I had no intention of getting up at all, and was still half lying there like a pile of mud, my father couldn't help but exploded on the spot, "Let you Get out of here, you are deaf, can't you hear me?"
My father said angrily, and gave me a hard kick, just right on my waist.
My vision suddenly went dark in pain, and I almost fainted on the spot.
"You like to sit on the ground and lean against the wall so much.
Well, I'll make it happen for you.
I'll order you to be thrown into the pigsty and let you fall in love completely."
After that, my father kicked me hard again.
He still played in the same position just now.
My face was distorted with pain.
At this moment, I just wanted to pass out immediately.
But then I thought again, my father was so cruel to me, even if I fell on the ground and passed out, he would definitely think that I was just pretending, and he would only become more violent with his fists and kicks, until he beat me alive.
Just thinking about it until I opened my eyes, I felt so sad, my nose was sore, and tears flowed down in big drops, hitting the back of my hands hard.
Seeing that I still refused to leave, perhaps to show off my authority in front of my uncle, my father shouted "Deshun Deshun" at the top of his voice.
Was this going to throw me into the pigpen?
I couldn't help but pull my lips and smile bitterly.
Clinker, the person who came in was not Deshun, the most loyal person around my father, but my cousin in a moon-white gown.
He ran towards me in a hurry, not even bothering to salute his uncle, father and the others.
He lowered his body and began to explore my strength.
His whole brows were furrowed and he said, "Uncle, father, what are you doing?"
The tone of the voice was so strong that it could not be concealed.
In my impression, my cousin has never been so rude before, which is very rare.
Because of me, he, who has always been humble to others, actually got angry for the first time.
For the first time in history, I felt that it turned out that I opened my mouth and kept silent about what I said to Confucius.
Mencius said, "Those who do it easily are just a weak scholar, and a very poor cousin is a weak scholar.
In fact, he is quite heroic."
"Sheng'er, if this bastard is even half as good as you, my uncle won't be so angry at him."
My father clenched his fists tightly and stared at me in his eyes.
It was almost about to burst into flames.
I pulled my lips and smiled with great reluctance, and retorted with utmost dissatisfaction, "Father, aren't you still half as good as my uncle?"
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The tone was light and without any strength, but it was enough to make everyone present really excited.
Really heard.
"You bastard," my father was so angry that he glared at me and yelled at me with a loud voice.
"You're an old bastard," I said angrily.
"Okay, if you stop talking a few words and keep talking nonsense, I can't save you, cousin."
My cousin put on a nervous look and said to me eagerly.
"He just doesn't like me and wants to pick out the bones from the egg.
He is determined to beat me to death.
Even if my cousin stops me this time, there will be thousands of times in the future.
Simply, cousin Just don't stop me."
I said as if I'm not afraid of boiling water breaking the jar.
There's nothing more sad than death.
I'm afraid that's what I'm talking about at this moment.
I really can’t figure it out even if I think about it.
It’s okay that Li Mo, who tried to save the world, ended up with an unhappy death.
Why did she need a ray of her soul to be reincarnated into me?
Could it be that it was just to let me live?
a complete joke Come to think of it, it's really ironic, ironic "Okay, okay, okay, since you want to be beaten to death by me so much, today, I will make it happen for you."
My father was so angry that his eyes were red, and he was about to bleed from them, and he held them up in the air.
The slap was still trembling wildly, but I couldn't hold it back.
My cousin was like an old cow protecting a calf, and he blocked my face tightly, so that my father had no chance to make a move.
"Sheng'er, get out of the way." " "Uncle, my cousin Wu'er has been fond of telling jokes since he was a child.
Uncle, why should I take him seriously?"
The cousin frowned deeply and said to his father in an upright manner.
"Hey, what this bastard said was a joke?
It was clearly not human words."
There was a murderous aura lingering around my father's body.
I didn't know the slightest bit about it, so I kept insisting on hitting my father's knife edge, and said quietly: "It's not human language, but you still understand it, don't you?"
Clinker, after hearing these words, his father, who was already so violent that he was about to turn into a beast, immediately successfully transformed, "Sheng'er, get out of the way.
Today, I have to beat this bastard to death." " "Uncle" my cousin called to his father weakly, almost like pleading.
"Every time he yelled that he was going to beat me to death, he didn't even think about beating me to death every time.
If you have the ability, just stop using your fists and kicks and just stab me with a knife on my flesh and blood body."
My whole heart fell hard into the ice cave, and I laughed so desolately.
After hearing what I said, my father was so angry that he covered his chest with his palms and gasped for air.
He looked like he might be pissed off by me at any moment.
The look on his face was even more ugly than a piece of poop.
"Okay, stop talking.
Do you still think you were beaten hard enough?"
My cousin scolded me sharply.
My cousin's serious look was exactly like the old teacher who used to have a sullen face, hold a ruler, and tap it on my palm again and again, while thinking loudly about the rat.
At that time, the gentleman with white hair and white beard made a mockery of himself and shook his head as he chanted, "A rat has skin, but a human has no manners."
He hit my palm hard and said, "Is it wrong?"
"That's right."
I stretched my neck, looking domineering and arrogant.
"If a man has no manners, what will he do if he doesn't die?"
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He said again, "Is it wrong?"
"That's right."
I still looked arrogant.
"A rat has teeth, but a human has no teeth."
Another heavy click, "Is it wrong?"
"That's right" The old gentleman recited "Xiang Mouse" over and over again.
I don't know how many times he chanted it.
My palms were all red.
Finally, he asked me again, "Is it wrong?"
"Wrong, wrong, sir, you are wrong."
I put on an innocent look and lowered my head deeply.
"It's okay if you know you're wrong."
The teacher angrily closed the ruler.
By the time I figured out the meaning of that sentence, my whole body was already far away like a gust of wind.
I couldn't help but compare the old gentleman with my cousin, one after another, and I was surprised to find that there were so many similarities between the two of them.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but "Pfft" Then he laughed out loud.
And my laughter was like completely irritating my father.
He opened his mouth like a "bastard" and closed his mouth like a "bastard" and yelled at me.
Fortunately, my cousin stopped me. , otherwise, no matter what, I'm afraid I'll die on the spot today.
My cousin was extremely afraid of my mouth.
He knew that if I stayed here any longer, I might say something even more unconscionable and crazy, so he didn’t care about how stubborn I screamed at the top of my lungs.
He insisted on his opinion, hurriedly helped me up from the ground, and started walking in the direction of the door.
After walking two steps, my father's cold voice sounded from behind me, "Zhou Wu, today, your grandfather and mother must not know about this matter.
Otherwise, you will know my methods."
There was a strong hint of threat in the voice.
"I know your methods, but you also know that I, a bastard, like to disobey you in all kinds of ways.
I'm in a bad mood right now.
If you don't let me go, maybe I have to go."
I Holding back the pain, he pulled his lips and smiled self-deprecatingly.
The blood and tears mixed together and flowed from the corners of his mouth into his mouth.
It was bitter, salty, and astringent.
"Wu'er" my cousin pinched my arm hard in anger, and then said respectfully to my father, "Uncle, he is completely unconscious now.
I will send him away first."
Go back to your room and recuperate."
After saying that, he dragged me forcefully and left without looking back.
After leaving the study, my cousin felt relieved and let out a long sigh of relief.
Then he seemed to be possessed by an old monk.
I kept preaching.
If this had happened on a normal day, I would have turned against him and choked him with all kinds of words, but I couldn't help it now that I was so weak that I could only lie softly in his arms.
I didn't even have the energy to roll my eyes wildly at him, so I had to force my two ears to go in and out, listen casually for a while, and keep saying "I know, I know".
"It would be weird if you really knew about it," my cousin complained to me, "My uncle has a bad temper, and he is especially bad at you.
Why can't you just go along with him a little bit?"
You want to force him to take action to kill you.
He claims to be extremely smart, but now it turns out that he is actually stupid."
"How did I know that my father is so difficult to communicate with, and just a few jokes can make him so angry?"
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I muttered in a low voice, and sniffed my nose hard, showing off my grievance.
The ultimate posture.
"It seems that Mr.
Jun is indeed right."
My cousin sighed quietly.
"What, that bastard said something to you, it must have been something bad."
"I think it's very pertinent," my cousin said to me solemnly.
That bastard was already the best when he stabbed my spine from behind.
I couldn't help but be deeply surprised that he could say anything pertinent to me.
Before I could ask further, my cousin spoke again, "Master Jun said, you have a mean mouth."
After hearing this, I wanted to immediately hold my chest and vomit three liters of blood.
That bastard really has nothing good to say with that foul mouth.
I was immersed in my resentment towards that bastard, and before I could wake up, my cousin said again, "Very mean, very mean, very mean, very mean, very mean, very mean, very mean, very mean, very mean, very mean."
I don’t know how many mean things my cousin said in this breath.
I only know that it was enough to crush me to death
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