Standing properly, with a pitiful expression on her face.
Ye Wanying thought that when her son grew up, she wondered how many people would be foolish enough to help him count money!
After Ye's mother went into the kitchen, Ye Wanying spoke again:
"Tell me, how did you bully your uncle this time?"
The little boy suddenly looked up: "Mommy, I didn't bully Ye Chenyang."
"Of course I didn't bully you, I was talking about you!"
Still dare to play word games?
cough cough...
Then, one of the little dumplings coughed dramatically before whispering:
"Mommy, Ye Chenyang spilled the black ink he uses for writing."
I spend a lot of time with my son, so I can understand his various Martian languages.
Are you sure Ye Chenyang spilled it?
Oh.
If that were true, why would this kid have anything to be ashamed of?
There's something wrong with it at first glance!
"Hmm... Tuanzi doesn't know either."
They really didn't know, because neither the uncle nor the nephew touched the ink when it spilled. Anyway, the ink just fell over by itself, and then the black liquid in the bottle spilled out.
The little guy didn't think it was him because he didn't touch it with his own hands, but he also saw that his uncle didn't touch it either, so he honestly said he didn't know.
Ye Wanying roughly guessed it, and twitched speechlessly a few times:
"Now, write a whole page before lunch. If you don't finish, you don't get to eat."
That brat needs to be taught a lesson.
The already guilty-minded person certainly wouldn't dare to voice any objections now:
"Mommy, Tuanzi went to practice writing."
"Okay, go ahead."
The little figure darted away and disappeared in a few swift movements. Gao Dan had already tied all the crabs in the basin with rope.
"Your approach is too gentle. That kid needs a good beating to keep him in line!"
Pfft, what defines a big one?
Shall we beat him up?
As the old saying goes, "Spare the rod and spoil the child."
But Officer Gao, what you said makes perfect sense. I don’t think I’ve ever actually laid a hand on your son.
They really enjoyed satisfying their craving for food.
Ye Wanying rolled her eyes a few times:
"There's a saying: 'If you can do it, then you do it!' Commander Gao, understand?"
cough.
Gao Dan paused slightly, then deflated...
If I really have to resort to violence, then forget it. If I do, I'll be a stupid son who can withstand even half a slap.
"The crabs are ready."
Sure enough, after all the crabs were tied up, the biggest one was still baring its teeth and claws, its two dark eyes seeming to be staring at people!
Ye Wanying stepped forward and poked the big guy: Heh, keep staring, or you'll just get eaten.
Gao Dan smiled, not finding it childish at all, but rather rather adorable, and thoughtfully reminded him:
"Be careful not to get your hand caught."
Ye Wanying hummed in agreement, then her face was full of smugness:
"He's already tied up, humph, how could he possibly clamp down?"
only....
The next second:
"ah!"
A soprano gasp was followed by a loud snap.
The big crab had been thrown to the ground and was too dizzy to move.
Ye Wanying looked at the few drops of bright red blood that had appeared on her fingertips, and suddenly turned her head to look at the man beside her:
"Honey, it really pinches me!"
Gao Dan immediately took his wife's hand to check it; thankfully, it was just a minor cut.
What is this called?
As the weather is unpredictable, so too is life!
When bad luck strikes, even a crab that's tied up can pinch you!
Inside the room, the little figure that was writing heard Ye Wanying's exclamation outside, and with a quick scramble, it jumped off the chair and ran outside on its short legs.
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