"Dad, what on earth do you want to do? Did I provoke you?"
Sha Zhu felt that he was wronged. He didn't do anything and just wanted to eat dumplings, so why was he being beaten?
Speaking of which, He Daqing had rarely beaten him since he was a child. How come he still likes to fight now that he is so old?
"Provoke me?"
He Daqing's eyes turned red with anger. He just wanted to find a partner, so why was it so difficult?
No, if I don’t beat this brat up today, I won’t be able to vent my anger.
"I'm going to beat you to death, so stop right there."
Seeing that he really couldn't catch up with Sha Zhu, He Daqing threw the sole of his shoe away angrily.
"Ouch."
Unexpectedly, the arrow hit Sha Zhu's back of the head quite accurately, causing him to scream in pain.
There is no way. It is almost November and the weather is getting colder. Of course, the shoes we wear are getting thicker and thicker, which causes the weight of the shoes to increase sharply. How can it not hurt when they hit people?
"Dad, are you serious?"
He turned around and shouted at He Daqing, but what greeted him was He Daqing's other shoe sole, which was even more coincidental.
Because when Sha Zhu turned around, the shoe sole that was originally heading for his head hit him directly in the face.
The size 44 shoes hit Sha Zhu's size 50 face. There was a loud "pop" sound, and the residents in the yard who were standing by to watch the excitement all felt a pain on their faces.
"This is truly a father beating his son. If Sha Zhu wasn't his biological son, He Daqing wouldn't have done this!"
This was the first thought that popped up in the minds of the onlookers. Then they looked at Sha Zhu, whose entire face was red like a shoe sole print. It was so funny.
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