Can’t think about it, can’t think about it, prosperity, strength and democracy…
Silently reciting these beliefs, Xiu Niangniang regained her toughness and picked up the things and shouted.
"Husband, let's go home. The children must be hungry."
"Oh oh. Okay."
The man looked at her shyly, lowered his head and was about to pick up the heavy bag.
"I'll take this, you carry this lighter one."
"Ma'am, I'm coming."
But the man didn't want to.
It's hard enough for him to take care of the children at home and make money for the family while his wife has to do it.
Doing something within your ability and still being rejected, is this what a man can do?
"I can carry it with one hand, and it won't tear the wound, don't worry, ma'am."
Only after confirming that he really couldn't be hurt did Xiushui respond.
In fact, after using the potion to clean his wound, his injury healed much faster than usual. After all, the potion she refined was very effective.
If she wasn't afraid of causing too much trouble, she would have used the original solution instead of the diluted and reduced version.
Under the faint moonlight, the children in front were laughing and playing. Beside her, the man was carrying a heavy object on one shoulder and holding her hand with the other, listening to her talk about today's business.
The customer ate with such enthusiasm that he ordered four large bowls in a row. After finishing his meal, he suddenly realized that he had come in a hurry, so he asked someone to guarantee him and went home to get the money.
It was obviously a very ordinary thing, but he listened very carefully, and from time to time, he would laugh to suit the situation.
When I got home, the meal was already prepared, but it was quite simple.
She asked the eldest child to distribute snacks to his younger siblings while she went to make delicious braised pork.
The man squatted there and made a fire, and the children were playing around. From time to time, Erwa would run over and scream.
"My lady, you actually bought a knife for my father. I want to play with it."
Xiushui was so scared that she raised the spatula.
"Put it down, Erwa, and don't touch the knife."
"Mom, I want to play. A man who can wield a knife is a real man. I want to be a real man..."
The cuteness doesn't last more than three seconds. This second kid is really naughty.
Xiushui roared.
"Big boy, keep your brother under control. If he dares to play with a knife, beat him with a stick."
"Okay, mother."
The eldest brother, who was ordered to take care of his younger brother, turned around, picked up a spare stick and stared at the second brother. The latter originally wanted to test the person who was approaching the knife, but after looking at the stick again and again.
Finally, he succumbed to the suppression of his bloodline. "That's not fair. My brother just touched the knife."
"Hmph, when you can be as steady as big brother, I will let you touch and wield a knife. Big boy, you can learn to wield a knife from daddy."
"Mom, I want to learn too. I want to learn too."
Erwa was making a loud noise, as if he would roll over in the air if you didn't agree.
How can such shrewish behavior be allowed to happen to one's own child?
Xiushui sneered. "If you dare to roll around on the ground, we'll have braised pork tonight, and you'll go stand by the wall and reflect on your mistakes!"
Then, Erwa, whose body was half leaning to the ground, seemed to be frozen in place. He took a deep breath of the aroma of the braised pork.
He pouted and stood upright.
"Who said I was going to roll around? I, I won't learn from those old ladies. Humph, I'm a little man, I won't roll around and act like a scoundrel..."
Sanya giggled and exposed him.
"Second brother, you were clearly about to roll on the ground just now. I saw it all. If mother hadn't told you, you would have rolled around. Shame on you, you rascal, little second brother.
You're still a little man, huh, you're just a scoundrel."
Erwa couldn't stand it anymore after his sister exposed his secret.
"I didn't do that, you're talking nonsense, you're slandering me, and you even dare to call me a scoundrel.
I, I want to teach you a lesson and exercise my rights as a brother. Take it, bad girl! The absolute suppression from Long Batian..."
Then, the second child received loving education from his eldest brother.
"It's not fair, big brother, I'm just exercising my rights as an older brother, why are you suppressing me?
We're both brothers, and you can suppress me, but why can't I exercise my brotherly rights over my sister...
Long Aotian, you are a bully. Mom, my brother bullied me. "
Long Aotian!
Her eldest son is actually called Long Aotian!
It's hard to describe what I'm saying as I look at the man burning the fire.
"Long Qingquan, our eldest son's name..." Confusing, not knowing how to say the name change! Xiushui was stuck.
The man looked up at her with a gentle smile. "Well, I also think your name sounds good. You named all three of our children.
Long Aotian, Long Batian, Long Youer!
I thought it sounded nice when I first heard it. Only you, my lady, could come up with such a nice name.
The kids love it, too.”
"Oh, I'm glad you like it."
Sorry to bother you!
It turns out that she is the one who is stupid.
No, she is not to blame, it is the original owner, but... she is the original owner now.
So in the end, the target of the idiot attack was still her.
Tears in the eyes but still have to keep smiling!
Over there, the eldest child was still educating his naughty younger brother.
"I'm not bullying you, but proving that an older brother has the right to educate his younger brother.
As for my sister, I can only reason with her and not use fists.
My mother said that we should be caring towards girls and not use force.
Especially our sister, she is someone who must be protected."
"Wow...it's not fair. We're just children, why should I have to endure so much?"
Xiushui admired Erwa's crying without shedding tears.
“Yes, they are all children, but your brother is very good and can learn swordplay.
Apart from eating, you only know how to do bad things, so of course you have to accept the love and education from your brother and parents.
Unfair? There's nothing you can do. When you become a father or a younger brother, you can exercise your rights.
You can’t use your fists on your sister!"
"You all bully me. It's so bad, so bad. I protest."
The family of four collectively suppressed the protest: "Protest is futile."
Poor, weak, helpless and aggrieved little Erwa, looking at this and that, finally burst into tears.
This time I really cried, unlike before when I just cried without shedding tears.
He was truly overwhelmed with sorrow, a sorrow that even a big bowl of braised pork couldn't make up for.
After suppressing her youngest son, the old mother felt a great sense of accomplishment. However, the old father felt a little reluctant to see his son like this, and whispered to his wife to discuss it.
"Isn't this unkind of us to Erwa? Should we give him some more punishment to teach him a lesson? Or perhaps give him corporal punishment or something? And let him clean up and wash the dishes after dinner?"
Tsk, I thought he was begging for mercy, but it turns out this old father is also here to watch the show.
However, Xiushui thought about it and gave Erwa a small cookie.
“People say even saints make mistakes, and Erwa is still young, so making mistakes is inevitable.
So if you don't bully your sister for three days and play wood quietly with your brother until dinner time, I will give you two candies tomorrow.
Plus let Dad make you a different toy gun."
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