The neighbors all pricked up their ears, ready to hear which family was disciplining their child at home, thoroughly enjoying the spectacle.
Many children in this era don't study hard, and they're often naughty when they're young, either breaking the neighbor's windows or pulling up the neighbor's flowers and plants.
So when these neighbors have nothing to do, they love to join in the fun by watching adults educate children. They not only don't physically intervene, but they also point out and criticize the child's past mistakes.
This makes some parents even more agitated, feeling criticized and then they start hitting their children.
Ultimately, the child harbored even more resentment towards the gossiping neighbors, creating a vicious cycle.
If you kick me when I'm down, I'll specifically target your family for trouble. If I cause trouble, the neighbors will criticize you even more harshly the next time you get beaten, and your parents will beat you even more fiercely.
Luo Yonghao was slapped on the back, tears welling up in his eyes. He choked back sobs and hid behind his mother, crying out, "Mom, it hurts."
"Alright!" Mrs. Luo couldn't stand it anymore and pushed Mr. Luo away, scolding, "Can't we talk things out properly? How can you, as the district head, have a good reputation if you beat your child like this?"
It's fine if you don't mention the district head, but mentioning the district head makes Luo's father even angrier.
It's even more unsightly for the child of a district head to be out doing these sneaky things.
It's better to teach him a lesson now and let Luo Yonghao remember this beating.
Mr. Luo pulled Mrs. Luo close, almost causing her to fall.
Clap clap clap!
Luo Yonghao was whipped three times, jumping up and down, and cries of agony instantly echoed throughout the entire neighborhood.
The middle-aged women downstairs, having finished their dinner, were also pointing and commenting on Luo Yonghao's building.
You can even see a smile on his lips, which looks quite amusing.
Clap clap clap!
With three more cracks of the bamboo whip, each of Luo Yonghao's clothes was torn in one place.
It seems that Luo's father really went all out.
Ignoring everything else, Luo's mother grabbed Luo's father's arm. She couldn't let him continue hitting her like this, or her precious son would probably be ruined today.
Upon seeing a gap, even though he was completely drunk, Luo Yonghao immediately sobered up and didn't stagger out of the house like a drunkard.
Seeing that the brat had run away, Luo's father angrily threw the bamboo whip on the ground.
"A doting mother spoils her son, a doting mother spoils her son."
You could hear the accusation, anger, and disappointment in his voice.
Luo's mother didn't think she had done anything wrong. Seeing her son beaten like that, it was normal for her to feel heartbroken as a mother.
"Education is education, but what's the point of hitting him like this? Have you even asked what happened? Yonghao didn't say a word, and you chased him away. When you get old, see how Yonghao treats you."
These words left Luo's father speechless.
The idea of raising children to provide for old age is outdated. Suddenly thinking about my own life when I'm old, I feel a sense of sighing to the heavens.
However, I can't let my wife have the upper hand right now, and admitting my mistake is out of the question.
Luo's father said with his neck stiff, "I have an organization. Even if I get old, the organization will take care of me in my old age."
"puff!"
These words made Luo's mother laugh out loud, her voice full of sarcasm: "Luo Hai, you've been an official for over twenty years, and you still expect the organization to support you in your old age? Keep dreaming."
"So what?" Mr. Luo said dismissively, his belief unwavering.
Luo's mother took a deep breath.
“Look at those who went to the battlefield. There were some in your hometown too, right? What kind of life did they lead? They all sacrificed their lives for the country. Now they can’t even afford rice at home. There’s no man in the family. Where is your organization? Several children can’t even go to school. Where is your organization?”
"And a few years ago when we went to visit some veterans, they were all in their seventies or eighties. Their sons had died, their daughters-in-law had run away, and they hadn't left any offspring for the family. These people in their seventies and eighties still had to work in the fields. Where was the organization you're talking about?"
"Besides, most of the people we know are struggling to make ends meet. Where is your organization? You still expect the organization to support you in your old age? Doesn't your organization know about those people? Even without your son, you won't be much better off than them when you get old."
Luo's mother spoke at length, all of it filled with resentment.
I wanted to move to a bigger house and save up the money, but because of Luo Hai, the newly appointed district head, I said I'd put it off to avoid gossip.
They didn't spend a penny of anyone else's money, but when they had to change houses, they still had to put up with the attitude of the organization that Luo Hai talked about every day. Luo's mother felt that she had had enough of life.
If it weren't for Luo Yonghao and current social issues, Luo's mother would definitely divorce Luo Hai.
Luo Hai was completely stunned by what he said.
Finally, Luo's mother said something truly hurtful, making Luo Hai want to disappear into the ground.
"You're no good at all. If it weren't for me keeping the family afloat, you wouldn't even be able to find your underwear. You're useless during the day and useless at night. I really don't know what bad luck I had in my past lives to marry you."
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