“If you continue to be so unruly, your mother will send you to the palace to become a eunuch!” Su Jiaoniang said.

Fu Tu looked up, his gaze falling on Su Jiaoniang, and pursed his lips: "As long as Mother is happy." So be it, he's a eunuch.

Forget it, I'll just spank the kid on a rainy day!

At this moment, apart from giving her a beating, Su Jiaoniang didn't know how to release her frustration.

Pick up the Buddha statue, pull down the child's pants, and hit it repeatedly with a ruler.

As the fight raged, Su Jiaoniang started crying.

Fu Tu, who was in excruciating pain, suddenly stood up, ignoring the injury on his buttocks, and quickly wiped away Su Jiao Niang's tears: "Mother, Fu Tu was wrong, don't cry, your crying makes Fu Tu hurt here, it hurts so much I'm about to faint."

Futu reached out and clutched his heart.

He held Su Jiaoniang's hand.

He was wrong, really wrong this time.

At the time, he only wanted to avenge his mother and forgot his mother's expectations of him.

"Wrong?" Su Jiaoniang's voice was hoarse as she stared at the pagoda.

Fu Tu nodded emphatically and said, "But Mother, I want to help you without resorting to such methods. What should I do? I don't want you to be hurt by bad people!"

The world kisses me with pain, yet I repay it with song!

Su Jiaoniang opened her mouth, but suddenly couldn't utter such high-sounding words.

Her values ​​are also changing subtly.

“Mother, don’t think that adults can hold up the sky. Your son also wants to protect you. It’s only natural!” Fu Tu said.

Su Jiaoniang sighed: "Then you should study hard and become the top scholar. Once you become the top scholar, your mother will be the mother of the top scholar. Who would dare to bully you then? Before you become the top scholar, your mother will protect you. After you become the top scholar, you will protect your mother. How about that?"