Arqiong became even more proud when he saw the little thing acting like a quail.
Humph, you have the nerve to call yourself a little bully and bully a little brother? You're so weak!
She opened her arms and called Zhu Junling, "Come here, hug me, and tell me that you are not angry with me even if I hit you. Tell me that you are willing to be beaten by me, and that you don't hate me!"
Zhu Junling was stunned.
With tears in her eyes, she stared at this shameless sister who bullied her so badly and even wanted her to admit that she was willing to be beaten by her sister. She was not mentally ill, so how could she voluntarily let her sister beat her!
What's more, her sister actually forced her to say against her will that she didn't hate her sister. Impossible!
What she hates most now is her sister!
It’s so bullying!
She wanted to cry loudly, but she didn't dare. She was afraid her sister would beat her again. So she could only stand there with tears in her eyes, looking at the people around her weakly, pitifully and helplessly, hoping that someone would support her and help her...
She found that everyone was looking at them and laughing, and no one came forward to protect her. She suddenly felt very aggrieved and tears fell down her face.
It's so pitiful that he sheds tears but dares not cry out loud.
Zhu Longyuan, a daughter slave, wanted to go forward and hug his poor baby several times, but Feng Yao grabbed his arm and stared at him fiercely. He didn't dare to go forward and could only worry.
"Grandpa..." Seeing her little cousin crying so pitifully, Ah Qiong felt embarrassed to continue bullying her. She turned her head and looked at Zhu Huaining eagerly, "Should I still hit her?"
Zhu Huaining smiled and waved, "Let's stop fighting for now! Come, our heroine, come to Grandpa!"
"Um!"
Aqiong ran to her grandfather's arms with great joy. She and her brother sat on one of her grandfather's legs, snuggled in his arms, and secretly looked at Zhu Junling who was standing there wiping her tears.
Zhu Huaining hugged the two babies and looked at Zhu Junling calmly, "Ling'er, does it hurt when sister hits you?"
Zhu Junling looked at her grandfather with tears in her eyes, thinking that someone finally supported her, so she quickly filed a complaint!
She stretched out her little arm, "It hurts!"
She pouted and pointed at her leg in grievance, "Here! It hurts!"
Then she turned around to show her grandfather her beaten back, "Here! It hurts too!"
Zhu Huaining curled his lips, "Does it hurt? What about when you beat Brother Hong before? Didn't Brother Hong feel any pain?"
Zhu Junling stared at her grandfather blankly. Wasn’t he here to support her?
With tears in her eyes and pouting, she whispered, "Brother Hong... he's not, not in pain..."
Zhu Huaining glared, "What did you say?"
Zhu Junling pouted and frowned, looking particularly righteous as she blurted out words, "It hurts... I... I stopped playing with... with me! Brother! It doesn't hurt!"
Zhu Huaining was speechless for a moment. So this is the logical thinking of this child?
She hit her brother, but her brother still wanted to play with her. That proves that she didn't hurt her brother. If her brother was hurt, he would have disowned her long ago!
Even the others couldn't help but laugh.
Children's logic is sometimes so strange.
Zhu Huaining held his forehead and continued to ask, "Brother Hong is crying, don't you think he's not in pain?"
Zhu Junling blinked, "Brother... cries every day! Every day! Cries all the time! That's... normal!"
Hearing her words, Zhu Xuanyuan and Chen Yulan, the two parents, couldn't help but hold their foreheads and smile.
That’s right, Junhong in their family is indeed a crybaby. He is the crybaby most among the children. He would howl at any time and is much more difficult to take care of than Junan when he was a child.
Zhu Junling pointed at Zhu Chengying with her little hand, "Uncle! Don't cry!"
Zhu Huaining glared, "You also beat your uncle?"
Zhu Junling shrank his neck and looked at Zhu Chengying eagerly for help.
The eyes of the whole family fell on Zhu Chengying. He had no choice but to raise his hand and explain silently, "Dad, it wasn't Ling'er who wanted to hit me. I grabbed Ling'er's hand and hit me... Children's hands are soft. I used her little hand to hit my palm. It was fun..."
Zhu Junling had his uncle's support and immediately cheered up, "Look! Uncle! Don't cry! It doesn't hurt!"
It didn't hurt when she hit her uncle, so why would it hurt when she hit her brother?
My brother must have cried because he liked to cry, and he didn’t cry because she beat him. She was just a child, and it didn’t hurt at all when she beat him!
If Zhu Huaining understood the child's logic, things would be easy.
He pushed Feng Yuxiao in his arms and said, "Xiao'er, go teach your cousin what it means that adults and children have different tolerance levels—"
Feng Yuxiao nodded.
He jumped off his grandfather's lap and glanced at the elders. The other uncles were all adults and couldn't be beaten, so...
He turned his head to look at Zhu Chengying, then ran over and grabbed Zhu Chengying's arm, "Uncle! Come here!"
Zhu Chengying's scalp suddenly went numb, "Xiao'er, go find another uncle to play with you. Your uncle is still a child and can't stand your beating!"
Feng Yuxiao blinked his eyes, "Uncle, don't you like me? Otherwise, why do you only like Ling'er to beat you, but not Xiao'er? You definitely don't like Xiao'er! Xiao'er is so sad, so upset, uncle..."
Zhu Chengying looked at his little nephew speechlessly. What a good actor!
He couldn't resist his nephew's cuteness, so he had to bite the bullet and accept his fate, "Okay, okay, little uncle will play with you too!"
He was reluctantly dragged away by his nephew, while looking at Zhu Wuhuan and Feng Changye dimly.
Look at what you have taught my nephew to be like. He is so cunning and it gives me such a headache!
Zhu Wuhuan met his resentful eyes and smiled, "Why are you looking at us? You deserve it! You asked for this. Since it was you who gave Ling'er the illusion that hitting people doesn't hurt, you have to go into battle yourself and tell her she's wrong!"
The whole family laughed and said that Zhu Chengying deserved it.
Zhu Chengying was dejected. He was only ten years old. He was just doting on his niece. What had he done wrong? It was a sin!
Soon, Feng Yuxiao dragged his uncle to Zhu Junling.
He reached out and gently wiped the tears from Zhu Junling's face, then took her hand and said, "Ling'er, your uncle is an adult, thick-skinned, so of course he won't feel any pain if you hit him. But your brother Hong is a child like you, so if you hit him, he will feel pain - just watch if you don't believe me."
As he spoke, he let Zhu Junling watch him beat Zhu Chengying.
He slapped Zhu Chengying's palm hard, then looked at Zhu Junling, "Ling'er, look, your uncle doesn't feel any pain at all, does he? He's not even crying! Why don't you let your brother hit you and try it?"
Zhu Junling tilted her head to look at her uncle. Seeing that he was indeed smiling and didn't seem to be in any pain at all, she confidently extended her hand to Feng Yuxiao, "Brother! Go ahead and hit me! I'm not afraid!"
Feng Yuxiao looked at her with a smile, as she was unaware of the dangers of the world. Then he grabbed her little hand and slapped her palm hard!
The sharp pain came in an instant, causing Zhu Junling, who was smiling, to open his eyes wide in shock and burst into tears.
“Ooooooooo…it hurts—”
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