Li Dazhu's anger subsided when he saw the injuries on Xiao Jingyu's body. Looking at his son's evasive gaze, there was nothing he didn't understand.
"I'm sorry."
"Li Dabao, you are really good. How dare you lie to me."
He grabbed Li Dabao and pulled him onto his legs, then slapped him on the buttocks several times.
"Wow, Dad, it hurts so much." Li Dabao yelled and cried out, flapping his hands and feet wildly, trying to break free from Li Dazhu's restraints.
"You better learn your lesson this time."
"Dad, stop hitting your son. Why are you hitting your own son for that little bitch?" Niu Chunhua was already heartbroken watching her son screaming heartbreakingly, and hurriedly patted Li Dazhu's arm.
"Shut up right there! This is how you raised your child. What kind of person have you made him? I feel ashamed of my ancestors."
It was painful to think about it, so he slapped Li Dabao on the butt a few more times.
"Dad, I know I was wrong. Please stop hitting me." Li Dabao couldn't bear the pain and began to beg for mercy.
When Li Dazhu heard that Li Dabao knew he was wrong, he let him go.
Lin Shuang watched this scene quietly.
"Sister Lin, it's my fault for not educating my son well. I will discipline him strictly when I get home."
"Brother Dazhu, just your words are enough. The child is still young, and we can't let him grow up crooked."
"Yes, yes, yes."
"Li Dabao, apologize to your Aunt Lin and Xiao Jingyu."
"I don't want to, Mom." Li Dabao was unwilling and leaned towards Niu Chunhua while saying this.
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