Huang Jiajun's body stiffened, and he looked at his wife expressionlessly: "What's the point of worrying? Isn't this what you indulged?"
"What do you mean by that?"
"You need to reflect on what you've taught him over the years. Also, is this his first time staying out all night?"
Huang Jiajun snorted unhappily and continued to cook dinner.
I remember that the brat was less than ten years old when he didn't come home at night. He was so scared that he couldn't sleep the whole night. He looked for him everywhere and even asked the village chief to help him find him.
As a result, the brat secretly took the money from his wife and ran to a small Internet cafe in another village to surf the Internet all night.
When he came back, he gave him a good scolding, but the so-called child's mother stopped him a lot, and even blamed him for being too harsh on the child...
After that, the brat not only didn't change, but became even more lazy and gluttonous. If he wasn't satisfied, he would stay out all night.
Therefore, for a child who is in the rebellious period, it is useless to get anxious, scold or beat him, and he can only turn a blind eye to him.
Otherwise, one day I will be mad at him to death.
Wang Ying felt a little guilty after hearing what he said, but he stiffened his neck and retorted, "How can you blame me for all this? He's your son too!"
"If you hadn't secretly condoned him, would he have become even more aggressive?"
"No, Huang Jiajun, what do you mean?"
Wang Ying's eyes widened, and he was very dissatisfied: "He is our only child, why should we be so strict? He..."
"Okay, there's no point being harsh on him now. Are you happy now?"
"you……"
Before Wang Ying could finish his words, he was startled by a loud noise at the door. He instinctively closed his mouth and looked at Huang Jiajun in surprise.
The next second, they all looked towards the door and walked out one after another.
But what he found was that there was a figure curled up in a ball at the gate of the yard, lying right in the middle of the gate.
Wang Ying felt that he looked familiar. He walked closer and howled, "Ah... It's Weizi..."
Huang Jiajun was startled and hurried forward to check.
Huang Ziwei was in a mess, with tear marks on his face and scars of varying sizes on his hands and feet. It was really shocking.
"Huang Jiajun, what are you standing there for?"
Wang Ying stared at the stunned Huang Jiajun and her voice became sharp: "Hurry up and take Weizi home, and then call Dr. Li!"
Huang Jiajun came back to his senses, hurriedly bent down and carried Huang Ziwei back into the house, then hurried out to find a doctor.
After a while, he brought Dr. Li home.
"Doctor Li, come and see what happened to my Weizi?"
As soon as Wang Ying saw Dr. Li, he spoke anxiously.
When Dr. Li saw Huang Ziwei's appearance, he was really shocked and hurried forward.
As a result, I found that all the injuries on his body were superficial, and I felt relieved.
"They are just superficial injuries. Rest for a few days!"
Doctor Li looked at Huang Ziwei for a while before speaking slowly.
"Doctor Li, is he really... okay?"
Huang Jiajun's expression was very complicated. He hesitated for a moment and frowned slightly.
"It's okay. I guess the person who did it didn't really want to hurt him. He just wanted to teach him a lesson."
As soon as the words fell, Huang Ziwei curled up into a ball as if he had a nightmare: "Wow, I was wrong, I won't dare to do it again... Save me... Save me... Dad, Mom..."
"Weizi, Weizi, it's okay!"
Wang Ying hurried forward and held Huang Ziwei's hand, anxiously saying, "You're home now. Mom is here. My poor child, wuwu..."
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