It's really too difficult for Liu Shengrui to fully understand such a long passage.
But whether you understand it or not is not important now, because after Mao Dongjian finished speaking—
"Smack—"
Without saying a word, he grabbed Liu Shengrui's hand and smacked his palm.
The incident happened so suddenly that even Mo Youyou didn't have time to react.
Liu Shengrui frowned.
The sound was quite loud, but the actual sensation was a little painful, yet not so painful. At least for Liu Shengrui, it didn't hurt to the point that he would instinctively cry.
Mo Youyou clenched her fists, desperately trying to hold back, and sat on the sofa, remaining completely still.
"When you don't want to do something, you can clearly talk to someone nicely or choose to communicate, but you choose to hit someone instead. Hitting someone is wrong. When you find that you can't hit someone or can't win against them, you try to get help from the people who love you by crying. This is even more wrong and makes things worse!"
"Smack—"
The second time the ruler struck.
“Your teacher gave you a toy, and you clearly liked it, but because you were unhappy, you vented all your emotions on the toy. This shows that you don’t cherish things and you don’t respect other people’s good intentions. It’s wrong.”
"Smack—"
The ruler struck for the third time.
Liu Shengrui, who thought that the car being thrown out of the window was the end of it, was hit on the palm of his hand three times with a ruler before he could even react. He was dumbfounded and confused, and couldn't understand Mao Dongjian's long lectures.
However, Liu Shengrui still managed to pick up on some keywords.
Say thank you, hit people, cry, throw things.
Even if he couldn't understand Mao Dongjian's sermon, Liu Shengrui was very clear about what had happened. He could figure out how he fought with Mao Dongjian and how he was beaten with a little thought.
In the kitchen, Zhang Cuihua, who had been trying to calm herself down, was about to rush out the moment the ruler struck her for the first time.
No matter what Mo Youyou says, this time she has to stand in front of her eldest grandson.
"What are you doing!" Fortunately, Mo Youyou instinctively stopped Zhang Cuihua. She rushed to the kitchen door and stopped Zhang Cuihua, who was about to "meddle." "It's just a tap with a ruler, why are you getting so worked up? Don't go out and cause trouble!"
As he spoke, he struck the ruler a second time.
Zhang Cuihua felt as if she had found a weakness, and her confidence instantly returned.
“One hit? Is this just one hit? Mo Youyou, what’s wrong with you today? You’ve made the child cry to death and then beaten to death. If you don’t want Xiao Rui anymore, just say so. I’ll go with my grandson and we won’t put up with this humiliation!” Zhang Cuihua shouted.
Since Mao Dongjian was still in the house, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law didn't argue as fiercely as usual. They both subconsciously lowered their voices, keeping them at a level that only the two of them could hear.
"You think I don't feel sorry for him? Fine, then you go and stop him. Then Xiao Rui won't have kindergarten to go to, he won't have friends to play with, and his relatives won't like him either. Are you satisfied then? Fine, then go ahead. You're the only one who cares about him, and the rest of us are all trying to kill Xiao Rui, right? Go ahead, go ahead!" Mo Youyou said.
This time, Zhang Cuihua decided not to go.
She said that, but she knew in her heart that as a mother, how could Mo Youyou not love Liu Shengrui?
"Since we've invited a teacher, let's trust him and bear with it for now, at least let's get through this period!"
“Teacher Mao is truly capable,” Mo Youyou said, having observed him closely. She was even more excited for the changes to come. “Let’s keep at it for the next few days and see how it goes. Maybe when Xiao Rui improves, we’ll thank Teacher Mao. That would be truly good for Xiao Rui!”
Zhang Cuihua: "..."
Liu Shengrui was hit three times, but he didn't cry.
The fact that such a delicate child didn't cry made Zhang Cuihua hesitate. She thought that Mao Dongjian probably hadn't hit the child that hard; he was probably just trying to scare the child. If she rushed out to protect the child now, things might really go wrong.
Besides, Mao Dongjian was specifically hired to come and tutor the children, so it wouldn't make sense for her to rush over now.
"Never mind," Zhang Cuihua murmured, standing by the kitchen door, watching the situation with Mao Dongjian and Liu Shengrui.
After hitting it three times, Mao Dongjian put the ruler down.
Liu Shengrui was confused and could only look at her.
"Would you like some fruit?" Mao Dongjian asked.
Liu Shengrui looked down at his palm, which had just been slapped, and then looked at the washed and cut fruit on the plate.
"Eat." There's no need for him to get worked up about food.
"Go wash your hands first. Can you wash your hands by yourself?" Mao Dongjian asked.
Liu Shengrui can actually wash his hands by himself, even though his grandmother usually takes him to wash his hands, sometimes his mother, sometimes his father, but he can wash his hands by himself.
But when he faced Mao Dongjian, he shook his head.
Should I hit him again?
Liu Shengrui stared at Mao Dongjian, watching to see if she would go and get a ruler.
As a result, Mao Dongjian simply walked over, took Liu Shengrui's hand, and headed towards the handwashing area.
"Since you don't know how, then Teacher Mao will teach you how to wash your hands today. When Teacher Mao comes again tomorrow, you'll see that you've washed your hands yourself." Mao Dongjian's voice was still the same kind of friendly voice she used when she first played with Liu Shengrui.
It's as if those three strokes of the ruler never happened at all.
Liu Shengrui was completely unable to handle the situation and was led by the nose by Mao Dongjian the whole time, who was holding him by the nose.
After repeating this process many times, Liu Shengrui finally understood.
At least, he figured out a few things.
This Teacher Mao can hit people, but it doesn't hurt very much. At least he can bear it. And after hitting someone, Teacher Mao doesn't get angry or scold them. He will continue to play with them as if he had never hit them.
Crying is useless, because no matter how hard he cries, his mother and grandmother won't help him. In this family, Teacher Mao is in charge. But fortunately, Teacher Mao is not always at home; she only appears during the day.
But if he pretends to be obedient and does what Teacher Mao wants, he won't be beaten, he'll be praised often, and Teacher Mao will play with him...
Liu Shengrui's little mind started working, and he felt that he knew how to get along with Teacher Mao.
Listen to me, just pretend, even if you don't want to.
That way you won't get beaten up, and you'll have a playmate!
After several days, Liu Shengrui's "change" was real. Even Liu Dekai, who had just gotten home from get off work, could see that his son had changed and become better!
"dad!"
At this time, Mao Dongjian had already finished get off work. When Liu Dekai came home from get off work, it was the first time his son had called out to him. Although he called out once and then went back to playing with his toys, it was enough to make Liu Dekai feel pleasantly surprised.
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