This is also Zhou Yi's consistent view. He thinks that those who spoil their children and don't care about anything are really big-hearted. Small things are okay, but why do they think that their children will not cause big trouble for themselves with such "encouragement"?
"But, but Pengpeng didn't do it on purpose. Children are naughty and like to play. Who could have known that your elevator would break down so easily?" The auntie continued trying to speak.
"Whether he did it on purpose or not, if he broke something he has to pay for it. Don't you understand that? And who would argue with a child? We're clearly arguing with you adults, aren't we?"
"Do you know there's a word called guardian?"
"Yeah, I remember I contacted you yesterday and you said you would take care of the child, but today you're doing this again. Are you worthy of raising a child like this?"
These words were quite powerful. Zhou Yi turned around and saw that it was the big brother who was late yesterday.
In such a state of excitement, even the aunt didn't know what to say. Mr. Lou was so angry that he grabbed the little kid behind him and started beating him up.
While beating the mouth, dubbing:
"I let you get into trouble, I let you get into trouble, hundreds of thousands of dollars, how can our family afford to pay for it!"
The aunt felt sorry for her grandson and stepped forward to dissuade him, but Mr. Lou was already frightened by the hundreds of thousands of dollars in compensation. Of course, he might also be putting on an act for everyone to see.
"Stop hitting him, stop hitting Pengpeng. If you want to hit me, hit me. Pengpeng is only a few years old..." The aunt kept crying.
The little brat was already crying loudly. He never expected that his own father would beat him like this.
Because I have done this before, but my family members just said a few symbolic words and it was over.
Why was he hit so hard this time? His face was covered with tears and snot.
So another farce began at the door.
The people guarding the door didn't know what to do. As mentioned before, if someone beats the child in front of you, what can you say?
Anyway, Zhou Yi felt that beating a child in public was not education, it was for others to see!
If you really want to educate your child, you have to bring him home, explain the reason clearly, and then use spanking as an auxiliary means. And if you spank him, you have to make him remember it forever.
I glanced at Manager He, who had already come forward with several property staff members and pretended to persuade them.
But if you look closely, you can see that they are always a little distant from each other.
Some other kind-hearted neighbors also advised: "Don't hit the child. It's useless to hit him now. What were you doing before? Sigh..."
Finally, it seemed like the little brat named Pengpeng couldn't stand the beating anymore, and he started yelling, "Isn't it because you wanted to go to work early that you asked me to block the elevator? Wuuwuwu..."
Upon hearing this, Mr. Lou stopped beating the child, and the voices of persuasion from the people around him also stopped.
Mr. Zhou was even more stunned. Wow, wow!
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the aunt quickly hugged Pengpeng in her arms and kept comforting him, "It's okay, it's okay. Your dad was worried too. It's okay. My dear Pengpeng, be good. Don't cry. Grandma is here."
"Okay, so it was you who let the kids mess it up, right? You guys have to go to work early, so we won't go to work? Can't you leave early?"
Someone shouted angrily.
Mr. Lou didn't know how to defend himself for a moment. Seeing that the quarrel was about to break out again, Zhou Yi walked to the front and no one spoke.
But he didn't look at Mr. Lou. Instead, he looked at Pengpeng who was sobbing in the old lady's arms.
"Come on, little one, tell me, did your dad ask you to put the little stool outside the elevator?"
No one spoke. Mr. Lou was trying to defend himself, but Zhou Yi directly contradicted him.
"Now, I'm asking about your son. It has nothing to do with you."
Pengpeng blinked his eyes. He didn't know what happened, but he had already said that. Now he secretly looked at his father and grandmother and nodded.
"Okay, so it was actually your dad's idea to put the little stool at the elevator entrance. So, Mr. Lou, how do you explain that?"
"Oh, yes, you don't need to explain. What a coincidence! You just said I could call the police, and even if they came, could they still take the child back?"
"Then I'm telling you now, the police can't arrest your child, but they can take you home!"
What? Zhou Yi's neighbors, including Manager He, were a little confused.
But Zhou said confidently, "You don't understand, right? It's okay. Our police officers haven't arrived yet. Let me explain first. Intentionally damaging public or private property over 5,000 yuan is considered a large amount and violates the criminal law. It's a crime of intentional damage to property!"
"Our elevator costs hundreds of thousands, which is not so much. That's a huge amount. It seems to be enough to sentence him to more than three years and less than seven years!"
"Of course, the one who did this is a child, so the child is definitely fine, but you, the parent who instigated it, are the problem!"
"I remember that instigators are charged according to specific crimes, and instigating minors is an aggravating circumstance. So, Mr. Lou, do you think my calling the police will be of any use?"
The other neighbors looked at each other and felt that this analysis made sense.
So this new neighbor who moved into the 20th floor is really going to go to jail because of this?
I wanted to refute, but what the other party said seemed to be well-founded, and he even used words like "instigator" that sounded very professional.
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