"Won't they kill him?" Xiao Jie looked at Zhao Baishan, who was in bad shape, with some concern, and said, "If we kill him, we'll go to jail. We won't be good kids anymore."
Zhao Baishan breathed a sigh of relief. As long as the little beast was wary, that was good. But—
"No, we're still kids, we won't go to jail. That's what my mom said. She said you have to teach bad guys a lesson early, because you can't just beat them up when they grow up."
The little pig's cries were like hailstones in the twelfth lunar month, each one striking Zhao Baishan's heart, making him shiver with cold.
Who the hell is this little bastard? How could they teach their child to do such horrible things as killing people and setting fires? He's a piece of trash.
Xiao Jie's eyes lit up. "Aunt Ye must be right. Let's beat her up again!"
The two kicked him a few more times. Little Pig was still okay, but Xiao Jie was exhausted and panting heavily. Zhao Baishan was in even worse shape, lying on the ground like a dead fish, his mouth opening and closing.
"You can only beat up bad guys, that's what makes a good kid. Otherwise, you're a bad kid and nobody likes you, that's what my mom said." Little Pig added, afraid that Little Jie would go astray. This was also something Ye Qingqing taught him, and he was passing it on to his friends.
Xiao Jie nodded vigorously, his little face flushed with excitement. Today was so exciting, much more fun than playing hide-and-seek at home. He was sure he wouldn't beat up the good guys, he would only beat up the bad guys. He wanted to practice martial arts in the future, to be as powerful as Little Pig, so he could beat up even more bad guys.
"How are we going to get back?" Xiao Jie looked at the desolate road with worry; walking back would be exhausting.
The little pig plopped down on the ground, exhausted. His injuries ached slightly, but he endured it. His parents weren't there; he was a man and couldn't cry.
“My mom will definitely come to pick us up; I left a mark.”
Xiao Jie's eyes lit up with admiration. "What did you leave behind? A button? That's how it's done on TV."
The little pig suddenly became awkward, shifted slightly, and stammered, "No, my hands were too busy to unbutton my clothes."
When Zhao Baishan crashed into him, he instinctively crawled under the car chassis. Fortunately, he had practiced martial arts since childhood and was very flexible and agile, so he was able to escape danger. However, because he was holding onto something with both hands, he could only urinate at the intersection, and his pants got wet.
The two sat for a while and calmed down a bit. Xiao Jie looked at his grandparents in the car with a complicated expression. He was actually very thoughtful and intelligent. Now that he had calmed down, he quickly analyzed what had happened and realized that his grandparents had not had good intentions from the beginning, but his grandmother had suddenly changed her mind.
"My mom is here!" The little pig jumped up happily. A black dot in the distance was getting closer and closer. It was Ye Qingqing, who had caught up with him.
"Mom...Mom...I'm here!"
The little pig ran and waved, and Ye Qingqing finally saw the little guy, who was lively and energetic. Her heart finally settled down. The security guard next to her almost popped his eyes out. Where did this child come from?
He clearly saw the car hit the child, so how come he was completely unharmed?
Ye Qingqing stopped the car, hugged the piglet tightly, checked it over from head to toe, and breathed a sigh of relief. However, the piglet had cuts and bruises on its hands and feet and had bled quite a bit. The little guy had suffered a lot.
"Mommy...it hurts..." the little pig cried, stretching out its bloodied little hand. Its eyes were misty.
"Little pig is so brave, he's the best man! Mommy put on the medicine and it doesn't hurt anymore!"
Ye Qingqing was heartbroken. Even an adult would have to endure so many wounds, and she didn't know how the little pig had managed to survive. She took out the best external medicine and applied it to the little pig's wounds. It felt cool and very comfortable.
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