Chapter 149: The Little Sweetheart of Grandma Tai Mianmian's

words made the entire conference room very quiet.

Su Chaoyang hugged his brother Su Chaoyu tightly. The little boy with a watermelon head stammered, "Brother, this is such a big stick. If you hit us, we will be flat. Do you have an air pump at home?"

In cartoons, characters can survive by blowing air even if they are crushed, but how can this happen in real life? Su Chaoyu mercilessly punctured his brother's naive thoughts: "Even an air pump can't save us!"

Did this great aunt want to kill them on purpose? Su Chaoyu, who had always thought that Mianmian's appearance was not a good thing, couldn't help but think so. He even remembered what his grandmother had said to him, that it was fortunate that his uncle's engagement was not successful, otherwise his uncle would have had another child soon.

After other children appear in the Su family, the amount of money that the two brothers will be able to inherit in the future will become less, and their aunt might even kill them for money.

The more Su Chaoyu thought about it, the more he felt that Mianmian was the child his grandmother mentioned, the one who wanted to kill them.

He couldn't help but stare at Mianmian with disgust.

The fifth child, Su Chenyan, was closest to the sticks, and walked over to them on his knees out of curiosity, holding the smaller stick with both hands and trying to lift it up. The muscles on his arms were bulging, and he used all his strength, but the smaller stick didn't move at all.

Su Chenyan was unwilling to give up, so he stood up again and held his waist and pushed down hard.

This time, I could only lift the stick a little bit and couldn't really pick it up.

His arm felt numb and he loosened his grip, with a dull thud from the floor.

"Oh my god, a pure iron stick?" Su Chenyan said in shock. His eyes fell on another thicker stick and he silently changed his words, "This is no longer a stick, it's a pillar..."

What kind of life did my aunt live in the mountains? My great-aunt was holding this big kid? Also, the iron stick didn't even damage the floor when it fell to the ground. It seemed like it floated to the ground. It must have been a magic trick.

Su Chenyan thought about it, scratched his head and looked at his brothers: "Good news, Dad definitely can't lift this thing either."

If you can't lift it, you can't use it to enforce family rules.

Su Chenyan laughed and knelt obediently on the ground waiting for a lecture.

After hearing what his silly old fifth son said, the corners of Mr. Su's mouth twitched. He saw Mianmian looking at him expectantly, coughed twice and said respectfully: "Aunt, you are the elder of the family now, how about you teach these unfilial descendants a lesson on behalf of Lin Sheng?"

All Mianmian could think about was the scene where Su Linsheng picked up the family law stick and swung it at several nephews and two great-nephews, and she went over to stop him. She never expected that the job of enforcing the family law would fall on her.

She glanced at the two big sticks on the ground, blinked her eyes, and suddenly understood.

My eldest nephew is not as strong as his mother and cannot lift these sticks.

She held the small sachet against the two sticks, and with a slight movement of her small hand, the two sticks were collected by the small sachet.

Then, Mianmian took out an ordinary bamboo stick and said seriously: "Nephew, they made you angry, so you should teach them a lesson. Use this, use this. Just use this. I'm sure you can lift it!"

"Niece-in-law, quickly put Mianmian down, Mianmian is ready!"

Mrs. Su was urged and quickly put Mianmian down.

She looked at the little girl holding the stick, wondering if this was the naughty side of her aunt. Because in the mountains, she was punished with such a big stick, and she was the only child in the mountains, so she was looking forward to having a child like her? Just like in the show, when the aunt made the staff member covered in dust, it was a prank, but in fact she just missed her mother.

Madam Su thought about it for a while, then sat back on the sofa and said to Grandpa Su, "Old man, if a child makes a mistake, he should be educated. Just beat him."

She called her aunt so that she could see that the children down the mountain were just like her and would be chased and beaten by their parents if they were punished.

With Madam Su's words, Mr. Su felt very confident.

He solemnly took the bamboo stick from Mianmian's hand, played with it a few times, and felt that he was still as majestic as he was when he was young and could perform some tricks with the stick.

But now is not the time to show off. If my aunt wants to see the younger generation being beaten, then let them be beaten. It’s just that… I wanted to use family discipline just now, but with this interruption, I have to calm down a bit.

Mr. Su recalled that when he was at home in the first half of the year, he sometimes made video calls with his wife, hoping that one of his sons would answer the call. However, his sons either did not answer or said they had something to do and hung up.

Sometimes, he shared some health articles in the group, hoping to get a response, but no child paid attention to him, and he suddenly got angry again.

Beat him, he deserves to be beaten!

"You are kneeling so neatly, it seems that you have reflected on your mistakes. I won't say much, old man. The big ones will be punished with twenty sticks each, and the small ones will be punished with ten sticks each. Kneel down now, everyone."

Hearing what Grandpa Su said, Mianmian was stunned again.

When the eldest nephew beats the child at home, the child has to kneel down and wait for the beating? Don’t the nephews and great-nephews run away?

Seeing that Grandpa Su had already walked to the two great-nephews, picked up Su Chaoyu and placed him on his knees, holding the bamboo stick high in his hand, Mianmian had no time to think about anything else, and ran to the two great-nephews with his short legs.

Su Chaoyu was looking down when he saw a short leg in front of him. He looked up at Mianmian with hatred. How much did this great aunt who came from nowhere want them to be beaten? It was not enough to watch from a distance, she had to be so close.

As soon as Mianmian ran to Su Chaoyu, she was frightened by Su Chaoyu's eyes.

She remembered that when Fu Keqi wanted to scratch her face, he looked at her like this. Fu Keqi looked at her like that because he hated her, but did his great-nephew hate her too? While Mianmian was thinking about this question, Grandpa Su's stick had already landed on Su Chaoyu's butt.

"Ah." Su Chaoyu screamed in pain and clenched his hands into fists.

Su Chaoyu hadn't been beaten for a long time, and he had forgotten how painful it was to be beaten. His eyes instantly filled with tears, and his little face, which was somewhat similar to Su Chenyi, was full of grievance and sadness.

But thinking that Mianmian was looking at him, he tightened his face and decided not to cry and not let this bad aunt laugh.

When Mianmian heard Su Chaoyu's cry of pain, she was still hesitating whether she should stop her nephew from beating him.

She pursed her lips and stared at Su Chaoyu's face with her round eyes. Why did her great-nephew hate her? She didn't do anything bad to him.

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At this time, the second stick also fell on Su Chaoyu's butt.

Su Chaoyu could still bear the first blow, but the second one was really painful, his butt was almost broken in two! He finally couldn't bear it anymore and cried loudly.

"Woo, woo, woo."

The crying sounded suppressed.

Su Chaoyu started crying out loud, but thought not to cry too loudly. He was still trying hard to fight the pain, not wanting to be laughed at by Mianmian.

But when he thought about feeling the pain eight more times, he couldn't hold it in anymore, and his crying became a super loud vent.

"Wooooooooooooooo!"

How pitiful, how pitiful.

These two motherless children are so pitiful. In the future, they will be bullied by a strange aunt, have their property robbed, and be murdered!

Su Chaoyu wailed loudly.

Mianmian saw Su Chaoyu crying more and more sadly, so she reached behind and touched her butt.

She empathized with the pain she felt when she was beaten, so she sighed.

Forget it, forget it. Although I don't know why my great-nephew looks at her like that, he hasn't done anything bad to her yet. As an elder, I should be more generous and forgive my great-nephew for the time being!

Mianmian puffed up her cheeks, clenched her fists and pumped herself up, then said very loudly: "Oh my, Chaoyu, my great aunt's little darling, why did you get beaten again!"

"Mr. Lin, please stop hitting him. He's still young. What if he gets hurt?"

As she spoke, Mianmian walked to Su Linsheng and raised her hand to grab the stick from Su Linsheng.

Because she finally got what she wanted and could perform, the serious expression she had just learned on her little face suddenly broke and turned into a big smile.

When children imitate adults, their pretentious demeanor is particularly obvious, especially Mianmian, who hunches his back and bends his waist, like a little hunchback.

This made everyone present stunned, and then they came to their senses.

It turns out that the aunt/grandaunt enthusiastically offered the family stick, hoping to use family discipline, but she actually wanted to act as an elder who stopped the child from being beaten?

This is too well-intentioned! (End of this chapter)