Chapter 116
The old man probably had never met such a straightforward and shameless child in his life, but he was also concerned about the camera, and under Yun Mian's innocent and puzzled gaze, he almost suffocated himself.
Later, Aunt Song Yu came over with the child in her arms to help, but Yun Mian refused to give up until she got the answer. Seeing that Grandma Song didn't want to talk, she approached Aunt Song Yu and asked, "Auntie, why did your mother say Aunt Su was a nuisance? What does nuisance mean? Does it mean something bad?"
Aunt Song Yu: "..."
Are all celebrity kids so annoying?!
But Grandma Song could take advantage of her seniority and shamelessly not answer, but she couldn't do that.
When she thought about so many cameras pointing at her and her every move, word and even micro-expression being watched by the national audience, she became so nervous that she could hardly breathe.
She wanted to control her expression, but the more she tried, the more she couldn't.
So netizens watched as Song Yu's aunt put on a strange smile, a smile that was uglier than crying, and then her eyes flickered and avoided, and she answered haltingly: "This, this word is... not very good, but my mother didn't mean to say that to her."
She also wanted to explain a few words to Grandma Song.
But Yunmian didn't listen.
After Yunmian got the answer she wanted to know, she sat in the living room with the Song family and the Song children to watch cartoons.
Not getting a response, the Song family girl pulled her face in embarrassment. Netizens looked at her distorted expression and guessed that she was already scolding the child in her heart.
The instigator, little Yun Mianmian, was not at all out of character. He pointed at the pink hair dryer pig on TV and argued with Song Hui about whether the pig or the little dinosaur was more beautiful.
Then out of the corner of my eye I saw the little girl doing things silently.
She is the second youngest in the Song family and the eldest daughter of the Song family's younger aunt. Her name is Song Xiaoyan.
Yunmian has actually been secretly paying attention to this only little girl.
Then she found that when she arrived, the other party was picking up the dishes on the table.
While I was sitting on the sofa eating snacks and biscuits, the other person was wiping the table and peeling garlic with a wet towel.
When she went to play with Song Yang on the scooter, she was reading a picture book quietly. However, she had only read one page when her mother called her to change the diaper and mix the milk powder for her baby brother.
While she and Song Hui were sitting here watching TV, she was also being called by her aunt and mother.
It's like a spinning top that is being whipped and keeps spinning without any chance to rest.
Song Xiaoyan is now holding her younger brother on the sofa because her mother's hands are sore. But she has to hold the thickly wrapped swaddle in her arms and she has to stretch her body very hard to hold it up so that it won't fall.
"Xiaoyan, hold your brother tightly and don't let him fall. I'll call your father on video." The Song family's aunt rubbed her sore shoulders and took out her cell phone while giving instructions.
Yun Mian glanced at Song Xiaoyan secretly again and again, and the audience could see through the camera that she was eager to try, but her expression was not well hidden.
Everyone in the live broadcast room looked at Yun Mian with lively eyes, and couldn't help but have a bad feeling in their hearts.
Sure enough, Yun Mian poked Song Yang, who was tired of playing and sat down to play with Song Hui, and asked him, "What would happen if the baby fell down?"
Song Hui answered without hesitation: "Being beaten, Xiaoyan gets beaten every day."
Yun Mian's eyes widened in surprise: "Being beaten every day?"
"Yes." The five-year-old child was not as hypocritical as the adults. He answered whatever was asked and said very straightforwardly: "Xiaoyan gets beaten every day. Her grandmother beats her, and her mother also beats her. She is not allowed to cry, and every time she cries, she is beaten harder."
At this point, Song Hui frowned and said, "Xiaoyan makes mistakes every day and makes adults angry. She is so stupid!"
They did not deliberately lower or cover up the sound of their conversation, so Song Xiaoyan, who was sitting on the sofa in the corner, could hear it clearly.
Yunmian could clearly see that the child shrank his shoulders, as if he was very scared.
For some reason, Yunmian felt that this little boy Xiaoyan looked just like brother Jiayuan when he was with his father, both were very quiet.
"Will you all be beaten?" Yun Mian asked the two brothers while holding a cheaply wrapped chocolate.
"Of course not." Song Yang answered before his brother: "Little sister, we are boys, grandma and mom and dad will not beat us, only girls will be beaten, and you will be beaten too."
After hearing this, Yun Mian had more doubts in her mind. Why did boys not get beaten but girls did?
Is there any difference between boys and girls?
She didn't understand, but when she heard that she would be beaten, all the hair on her body stood up.
"Are you going to hit me?" The little girl rushed to Grandma Song and asked her directly: "Grandma Song, will you hit me?"
Grandma Song had heard the conversation between the children nearby. The older generation did not think that hitting people was wrong. The ancients said that good people are made under the golden stick. Beating her was good for her and would educate her to grow up well.
In addition, Yunmian's personality was quite different from what she thought a little girl was. The old lady had been feeling uncomfortable for a long time. She said with a wry smile: "I'm beating you for your own good. If you're obedient, who would beat you? If you're not obedient, even if you're not my child, I can help your parents teach you a lesson."
Aunt Song, who had finally sat down to catch her breath, responded casually, "Yes, girls should act like girls. You will be different from boys when you grow up, so you need to be taught well from a young age."
"You can't hit me." Yun Mian's facial features were tightly wrinkled. Standing not far from the two of them, he said seriously: "If you hit me, I will call the police and let the police uncle come to arrest you."
Hearing the child's words, the Song family's aunt who had hung up the phone laughed out loud, "Mianmian, you are the second sister-in-law's daughter now. We are a family. Even if you call the police, they won't arrest us. Parents teach their children the rules, and no one in the world can find fault with them."
Yun Mian looked at these adults with a frown on his face. He took two steps back, turned around and ran out.
No one in the room expected her to run away. After a moment of stunned silence, the young lady from the Song family got up and chased after her.
But Yunmian did not run away. Instead, she ran to the director sister, borrowed her phone, and called Aunt Su.
The other party was probably busy and the phone rang for a long time before answering.
After the call was connected, Yun Mian hid behind the director sister, ignoring the awkward and ugly look of the Song family's aunt, and also ignoring her words that she was joking and asked her not to take it seriously, and said directly to Su Yuan on the other end of the phone: "Aunt Su, they want to beat me, I don't want to play at their house anymore, I hate them!"
The child had no idea what it meant to save some face. After she finished the call, she turned to look at the Song family's aunt. Yun Mian frowned, tilted her head and said to her loudly, "I hate you, your mother, your sister-in-law, and everyone in your family!"
After she finished speaking, she was still a little angry, clenching her fists and glaring at the other person angrily: "It is illegal for you to hit a child! The police will definitely arrest you and slap your palms to make you feel so painful!"
Yun Mian yelled out all the frustration she had felt that morning in one breath. For some reason, her eyes became a little red. She hugged the director sister sullenly, buried her head in her arms, and refused to turn around to look at the home where Xiaoyu lived.
Only my mother can hit me. Only my mother can hit me when I make a mistake.
These people are not good parents. Like Uncle Tang, they bully children who have no way to resist. They are all bad guys and big monsters.
Su Yuan came quickly.
On the way, she had already watched Yunmian's live broadcast at the Song family today. When she arrived, her face was gloomy. She took Yunmian's hand and looked at the women of the Song family, smiling sarcastically: "Every time I see you, I am glad that I left decisively. Mianmian is not Xiaoyan, who will obediently let you order her around and be your family's slave maid."
After she finished speaking, she glanced at Song Xiaoyan who was huddled in the corner. There was a hint of struggle in her eyes, but she finally took Yunmian’s hand and got into the car and left.
The audience in the live broadcast room, who had been watching from morning till now, finally breathed a sigh of relief after nearly exploding in their hearts.
[This family is rotten to the core! What kind of hospitality do they have? They treat outsiders like human beings, but they become a pile of garbage when it comes to their own people!]
[Woo woo woo woo, baby Mian Mian is really brave and decisive. If she has any questions, she will ask. If she is dissatisfied, she will speak up. If she is upset by being threatened, she will directly call and leave. She will not tolerate it for even a second.]
[I really gained courage from Mianmian. I am already in my twenties and will graduate from college soon, but I still endure and give in to whatever others say. I know I am a coward, but I always hesitate and dare not take that step, always feeling that I will lose something if I do so.]
[Bao in front, be bold, don't look ahead and behind, look at Mianmian, you will find that what you lose is suffering, and what you gain is freedom. Since others have the nerve to embarrass you, why don't you be tough and tear the other person's face off directly?]
[I really have a crush on actress Yun now. If she hadn't been sick and wasn't suffering from anxiety and depression, she would have given Mianmian more love and protection. Mianmian's bravery is all because of her mother, who is her harbor. That's why she can always be brave and open-minded in the face of all these things, and be a righteous and shining child.]
No one wants a spin-off about the previous life, so I won’t write one?
There's another chapter coming up.
Thanks to the little angel who cast the mine:
An ordinary convert relies on 4;
Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution:
Sleepy ... 66 bottles;
It's 50 bottles of aspirin;
36 bottles of Mother Tongue Zuan;
,,, 20 bottles;
18 bottles of Momo and Fluorescent;
Why do I take at least 15 bottles every day?
Yeshi, left and right are 10 bottles;
Pineapple Rice, Chess, Watch the World, Smoke Passing, Xi 5 bottles;
3 bottles of Xing Ya;
Hurricane Jack-O'-Lantern, Seventeen, The Bear is Not a Bear, 1 bottle of The Case of Missing Patience;
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