"Little Rui, it's too late now. You can play with other toys or go to sleep. Tomorrow, Grandma will take you to buy a new one, okay?" Mo Youyou coaxed. Although she felt that the toy broke too quickly, she didn't take it seriously.
What's wrong with spending a little more money on toys for Mo Youyou's son?
“Yes, Grandma will take you shopping first thing tomorrow morning!” Zhang Cuihua said in a particularly cooperative manner. Although her eyes were fixed on the TV and she was watching the program on it, she still remembered to coax her grandson.
"don't want--"
Liu Shengrui, however, was not buying it at all.
He wants something and he must get it immediately. He won't be willing to wait until tomorrow or any other time.
"I want it, I want it now, I want it—"
Liu Shengrui shouted and kicked his legs, his voice so loud it could drown out the sound from the television.
“Xiao Rui, it’s so late now, all the toy stores are closed, how are we going to buy it?” Mo Youyou said, trying to reason with her son and communicate with him properly to persuade him with reason.
But at this moment, Liu Shengrui only wanted new toys.
The Superman toy was obtained by trading for Xiaomi. Now that the toy is gone and Xiaomi is gone too, of course he won't agree. He has to have at least one of them.
"I don't want to hear it, I want it!"
"Toys! Little Mimi!"
"Give me one, give me one now!"
"Aaaaaah, I want toys! I want Xiaomi! Give it to me!"
Liu Shengrui was completely being unreasonable. Not only did he kick and scream, but he also lay on the floor at home, twisting and turning and yelling like a madman. His main point was that he wouldn't stop unless the adults satisfied his demands.
"Give it to me, give it to me, give it to me..."
"Ahhhhh, I want it!"
Liu Shengrui was so noisy that the three adults couldn't continue watching TV, nor could they ignore his noise.
"Xiao Rui, will you listen to me?" Mo Youyou left the sofa, walked to her son's side and squatted down, thinking that the two of them getting closer might be able to communicate well.
"Mom promised to buy you a toy, and she definitely will. It's too late now, so Xiao Rui, go take a nap. When you wake up, Grandma will take you to buy it. Or Mom can take a day off tomorrow and take you to the mall. You'll definitely get one. Get up now, the floor is too cold!"
"I don't want it! I want a toy, right now!"
"Aaaaaaaahhhhhh..."
Liu Shengrui wouldn't listen to a word Mo Youyou said. He had to get there now, no reason would do, he wouldn't listen to anything, he refused to communicate and only followed his own ideas.
"Xiao Rui!" Mo Youyou was also a little angry, but she only raised her voice slightly. "When has Mom ever lied to you? You're making so much noise, it will disturb the neighbors next door, and they will come and scold us. Can you please be quiet?"
Liu Shengrui doesn't want peace and quiet!
If he doesn't get a new toy, then nobody can have peace.
"I won't! I won't!"
"I hate you—" Liu Shengrui said, waving his arms as if he was about to hit someone, shouting, "I hate you, you won't give me toys, you won't give me toys!"
Mo Youyou never expected her son to resort to violence. She was caught off guard, and even when her son was going berserk, she thought of holding him and calming him down.
This is tantamount to handing yourself over to your son.
"Give me!"
"I want a toy!"
Liu Shengrui shouted and hit people, his arms seemingly flailing wildly, but actually—
"Smack—"
Everyone was stunned.
Liu Dekai and Zhang Cuihua, who were sitting on the sofa watching Mo Youyou coax people, were stunned. Zhang Cuihua even stood up instantly, but didn't know what to do or what she should do.
That crisp sound was Liu Shengrui slapping Mo Youyou. Perhaps it was unintentional, but he just happened to hit her when he was swinging his arm around.
But how exactly he hit her is not important. What is important is that Mo Youyou was really hit, hit by her own son, and it was in her face!
That's a slap in the face!
Mo Youyou had never been treated like this before, so her first reaction was to be stunned, followed by immense anger, her reason being swept away.
"Liu, Sheng, Rui," Mo Youyou said through gritted teeth.
Liu Shengrui had no idea what he was doing. He continued to act spoiled, kicking his legs, rolling around on the ground, and shouting incoherently, all for a toy.
"Liu Shengrui, you've got some nerve, daring to lay a hand on me?"
"I'm your own mother!"
"You dare to hit me over a broken toy?! You even dare to slap your own mother's face?!"
Rather than saying that Mo Youyou couldn't accept being slapped by her son, even if it was unintentional, what she found even more unacceptable was that Liu Shengrui was throwing such a tantrum just for a toy; it was just too pathetic.
A mix of anger overwhelmed her, causing her to completely lose her temper.
This child has been spoiled!
She has to straighten this crooked sapling today!
"Liu Shengrui, are you trying to fly?!" With that, Mo Youyou ignored the rolling around Liu Shengrui, scooped him up in her arms, placed him on her lap, and raised her arm high towards his backside—
"Shut up!"
However, before Mo Youyou's slap landed on Liu Shengrui's buttocks, Zhang Cuihua, who had been standing stunned in front of the sofa, suddenly moved.
She walked around the coffee table to where Liu Shengrui had been throwing a tantrum, then snatched the child from Mo Youyou's arms and held him tightly in her embrace.
"What are you doing?" Mo Youyou's slap missed its mark, and she looked at Zhang Cuihua in disbelief.
Is this old man insane?
How dare that old man interfere while she's disciplining her child?
Mo Youyou had warned Zhang Cuihua and Liu Dekai before that they were not allowed to hinder her in educating her children, but now Zhang Cuihua dared to directly snatch Liu Shengrui away.
Even so, Liu Shengrui showed no sign of giving in. He was held in his grandmother's arms and protected, but he was still struggling wildly and kept patting Zhang Cuihua's back.
"Toys, give me toys—"
"Aaaaaaahhhhhh, I hate you all! I'll kill you all! I want my toys—"
Even so, Zhang Cuihua still didn't let go of her eldest grandson and continued to protect him.
“Little Rui, be a good boy, our little Rui is a good boy,” Zhang Cuihua said, gently shaking the child as she soothed him. “Don’t cry, don’t cry anymore, your mom is going to hit you, be a good boy, let’s not cry anymore…”
Liu Shengrui couldn't understand anything. He was still struggling, still thrashing about, still wildly waving and hitting Zhang Cuihua's back.
Zhang Cuihua's actions were like adding fuel to the fire.
If she was only angry at first, then the old man poured that bucket of oil on her, intending to burn everything to ashes.
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