Bling's life was miserable every day, and whenever she got angry and wanted to give the brat a complete childhood, her family would stop her, which made her very depressed.
That day, Comrade Sang Mianmian did something really stupid again. While her aunt wasn't looking, she sneaked into the Buling room to cook.
Yes, it's cooking. You take eggs, flour, oil, salt, soy sauce, and vinegar, and you go through all that fuss on the kang (heated brick bed).
When Bling returned and opened the door, she nearly fainted from anger, uttering each word with utterance: "Little... Star... Star!"
The unlucky child turned around at the sound of the voice, revealing a little face covered in graffiti. Seeing that it was Bu Ling, he smiled obediently and said, "Mom, you eat, Xing made it." He then stretched out his little hand.
When Bu Ling looked closely, good heavens, it was a dark, sticky blob; she was so afraid of eating it that she sent it away herself.
"Little Star! You brat!" Bling was furious. She rolled up her sleeves and said in a sinister tone, "I'm going to make sure you have a complete childhood!"
She reached out and grabbed the child by the back of the collar, pulling her down, and raised her other hand as if to scare her.
"Grandma, wow~ Grandma, help me! Mommy killer! Grandma, help me!"
Bling grinned maliciously, "You can scream your lungs out today, but no one will come to save you!"
He slapped his eldest daughter's bottom, and not satisfied with just one slap, he slapped her a second time.
Little Star, who was only faking her tears: !!
"Wow~ Mom's so mean! Help! Help!"
Bling: "Do you know you were wrong?"
"Grandma, oh no~ Star hurts!"
Bling, that heartless mother, remained unmoved and was determined to show this brat her motherly methods of discipline.
"Do you realize your mistake?"
Little Star cried for a long time, but no one came to save her. In the end, Junwa, realizing the situation, said, "Wrong, wrong."
She was sobbing as she spoke, looking so pitiful.
"Speak louder!"
Little Star shuddered and cried out, "Wrong! Star is wrong!"
Bu Ling snorted and put her down: "If you know you're wrong, you should correct it. You're in charge of changing the sheets you soiled. Mom will be watching."
Little Xingxing didn't dare to make a fuss. She climbed onto the kang (a heated brick bed) with sobs and struggled, but being so young, the more she struggled, the more chaotic things became.
Bling didn't say anything, just stood there with a sullen face as a supervisor, not expecting anything from her.
The main reason was that she was determined to teach this brat what he should and shouldn't do today!
To prevent her from being spoiled by her whole family and becoming arrogant and ignorant!
Sure enough, when Auntie finished cooking in the kitchen and came back into the room, she saw that Little Star Cat had tear stains on her face. She quickly picked her up and asked with her heart, "What's wrong? Why is our Star crying?"
She should have kept quiet. Once she asked, all the pent-up grievances Little Star held back burst forth, and she burst into loud sobs. But that didn't stop her from tattling on:
"Mommy hits me! It hurts! My bottom hurts! Mommy's mean!"
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