After Yuan Ping'an was taken back by his family, he struggled to stand up.
Mother Yuan hurriedly went over to him, darling him, and told him to lie down on the bed.
Yuan Ping'an refused, saying he was fine.
Yuan's mother didn't believe he was alright.
Even in this state, they're still forcing themselves to keep going.
It's definitely because I'm afraid they'll worry.
What a poor, good child.
Then he gently advised, "Look at you, your whole head is covered in bumps, and there's not a single good spot on your face. How can you be alright?"
"My dear grandson, go inside and lie down. Grandma will make you something delicious."
Yuan Ping'an's eyes darted left and right, noticing the worry on his grandmother's face.
Grandpa, his face also full of sorrow, sat to the side smoking his pipe.
His uncle and aunt, on the contrary, seemed very calm.
They then realized that their little trick had been seen through.
Forget it, I'll just tell the truth.
"Actually, I'm fine. It's just my face that's like this. I'm not injured on my body."
Mother Yuan wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes: "My child, even in this state, you still know how to comfort us."
Her grandson is truly heartwarming.
They even knew to reassure them, fearing they might worry.
Yuan Pingan shook his head, his eyes full of smugness.
"I let them slap me in the face."
With the injury so obvious, others will see that I am the one who is most seriously injured.
Isn't it said that people tend to side with the underdog?
I'm younger than them, and I was the first thing they picked on.
I definitely have to play the weaker one.
If they knew I was younger than them and a better fighter than them...
They'll definitely keep picking fights with me endlessly.
So I let them hit my face, and I hit their stomachs instead, so there were no obvious injuries.
Don't worry, I didn't lose out.
Mother Yuan stopped crying at this moment, her mouth slightly open.
Mr. Yuan tapped his pipe, snorted, and turned his head to the side.
He didn't want to deal with this grandson anymore.
If you're so petty, how are you going to find a wife in the future?
Yuan Shitou glared at Yuan Ping'an: "You brat, I knew you were faking it."
How could someone as cunning and wicked as you get beaten up so badly?
Besides, you started learning martial arts from your aunt when you were three years old; it's impossible for you to be this weak.
Yuan Ping'an wanted to grin, but when he touched the wound on the corner of his mouth, he gasped.
Ouch! I should have known better than to let them slap me; now I'll have trouble eating.
However, he still smiled and joked, "Then I'll take it as my uncle praising me."
Yuan Shitou spat and said, "What a shameless little thing. Your father must be a bad guy."
That's right, if it were something good, it wouldn't have been used to harm my sister like that.
Yuan Ping'an wasn't angry at all.
Although he also harbored resentment towards the man they were talking about.
But the thought that without him, there would be no me is also a reminder.
Without me, how could I have met such wonderful relatives?
But it was a hardship for his poor mother.
She even lost her own life to give birth to him.
I hope his mother can be reborn into a better family.
He looked at Xiaoxiao: "Auntie, did you already know I was faking it?"
They even winked at me, telling me to pretend to faint.
Xiao Xiao said irritably, "You think you can fool me with your little tricks?"
Mother Yuan was no longer calm: "What? You told Xiao Xiao to fake Ping An's fainting?"
She nodded slightly.
Why?
Yuan Shitou was puzzled.
"Why?
So many older kids were beating up this group of little kids?
If it's not damaged, then we should be very grateful.
They definitely need to be taught a lesson.
What is the most profound lesson we have learned?
Give them a beating, and they'll forget the pain once the wound heals.
They're all mischievous kids; they'll probably be up and running again as soon as we finish fighting.
Not only will this not achieve any results, but their parents will also be dissatisfied with us, saying that we are making a mountain out of a molehill.
I made Pingzhuang faint, so that they would bleed a lot.
It's not that I care about their tiny bit of money.
But it's not okay for older kids to hit younger kids, especially when it's the kind of kid who takes out their anger on others for no reason.
Therefore, they must learn a lesson.
Their parents also bear a great deal of responsibility.
As the saying goes, "If a son is not taught, it is the father's fault."
It's truly unbelievable how they raised their child to be like this.
So I had Ping install a dizzying effect to make this a big deal.
If we don't make a big fuss, they'll cause trouble for Ping An later.
No one would doubt that Ping An was faking it, after all, his face was even more pig-like than a pig's head.
Surprisingly, the village chief was quite savvy.
It's exactly what I was thinking.
Originally, I only planned to make them pay me 5 yuan.
As it turned out, the village chief was even more ruthless than me, and made their family pay ten yuan in compensation.
But this is for the best; this lesson not only left a deep impression on them, but also caused them heartache.
Yuan Ping'an was immediately displeased when his aunt told him that his face was even more pig-like than a pig's head.
He pouted, wanting to argue, but then realized his aunt was right.
He's still too inexperienced; he needs to learn more from his aunt in the future.
Think long-term about things, the kind that can be solved in one go.
Even without looking in a mirror, I know this face can't be much better.
Yuan Shitou was a little afraid of his wife at this moment.
Of all the people in his family, his wife is the most cunning.
If you do anything that doesn't suit her, she'll stab you in the back.
Just look at him, you can tell he's been tricked by his wife and has been beaten countless times by his mother.
Unexpectedly, even peace turned into black sesame dumplings.
He's probably the most honest person in his family.
Meanwhile, at Yuan Tiezhu's house, his mother went out to cut a load of grass and came back to find her son still kneeling there obediently without moving.
She felt extremely distressed.
She looked for her husband but found he wasn't home, so she guessed he must have gone out to work.
He then said, "Son, your father isn't home. Get up and sit for a while."
"Don't let your legs get swollen from kneeling for a while."
Yuan Tiezhu ignored her; he had already reflected on his actions.
I feel like I'm being really unreasonable.
The village chief is right. He originally intended to help the villagers by leading them to raise rabbits to make money.
And they vented their anger on others over something as trivial as cutting grass.
They even beat Yuan Ping'an up like that; they were really wicked.
So it was right for his father to punish him by making him kneel here to reflect on his actions.
He was still wondering why his father didn't hit him this time.
Instead, he was made to reflect on his actions here, which means he must have realized his own thoughts.
When his mother saw that he still hadn't moved, and fearing that her husband would come back and find out, she quickly ran to tidy up the house.
His father returned as it was getting dark.
Seeing that her son was still kneeling obediently, she didn't say anything and went straight to wash up.
The family then ate in front of Yuan Tiezhu.
There was no indication that he was to be fed.
Yuan Tiezhu also has two younger brothers and a younger sister.
They were all very careful at this moment, not even daring to glance around.
He was only focused on munching on the pancake in his hand.
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