"say what you just said again."

"I …"
"Great aunt is all my fault …"
"Don’t talk" Liu Erhua suddenly drank a "let Song Shifeng say". She looked at her son and said "truth, words, truth and words"
Song Shifeng pants two finally broken broken falls, "I … I’ve been with Yan Dong for several years, and I want to tell you slowly about this …"
"Song Shifeng, you are good. You are all good." Liu Erhua seemed to react, turned around and grabbed it, put it away, and knocked at Song Shifeng’s body. "Let you not learn well!"
Song Shifeng got run and pout at the beginning "mom! Old three can do it, why can’t I? Why don’t you hit the third child! "
"Do you still dare to old! Dare to be the third child! " Liu Erhua angrily ran after people for two laps, and really couldn’t stay up. He held the wall panting and roared, "Why don’t you try another one for me? ！”
Song Shifeng grinned behind the sofa. "Then you can hammer me to death by putting a rolling pin in that thing."
"Come here!" Liu Erhua sneered, "I said how you changed sex and introduced so many girls to you. Don’t tell me what you deserve. Let me see how your face is so big!"
"I’m not afraid you’re angry …" Song Shifeng was extremely slow to rub against the front for fear that his mother would fly a rolling pin when she was excited.
"I’m not angry. What’s the spirit? Didn’t I just run away with a man? Have I seen Liu Erhua less? " Liu Erhua sneered at him and didn’t know whether to be sarcastic or serious. Anyway, Song Shifeng was a liver quiver.
Mom is angry, she must be short of breath, which is a hundred times more serious than chasing him just now! What should we do? What should we do? Outside, the editor-in-chief of the Song Dynasty, Mao Lengcheng, was dragged into a face, and his expression was uglier than crying.
He moved himself two steps away from his mother, but he dared not come any closer. He squeezed a smiling face carefully and said, "Why don’t you sit down and let’s talk it over?"
"To say? Ok, kneel down and let me beat you, "said Liu Erhua with a calm face.
Song Shifeng didn’t kneel next to him. Good morning. Yan Dongxian couldn’t help kneeling in front of Liu Erhua with a thud and saying, "Auntie, it’s all my fault. Please hit me."
"Stay here without you," Liu Erhua said coldly.
"Yan Dong, you get up. This is Song Shifeng’s own responsibility. Don’t worry about it." I don’t know when it will come out. Song Changhe said lightly that the tone is light, but it doesn’t refute Yan Dong’s ability to get up and retreat to one side, full of worries and worries.
"Dad, I’m sorry." Song Shifeng knelt in his head neatly and couldn’t think of any tricks. He could crustily skin of head and come down to it. "Mom, I can do anything if you want to finish your Japanese."
Without saying anything, Liu Erhua raised her hand and hit a foot with a long rolling pin. Knocking on her back made a dull sound, just like knocking into the bottom of my heart, my darling children trembled with it.
Yan Dong-xin shivered bitterly. He saw a scene several times more fierce than this sinister scene, but he felt that there was no more difficult time than now, and he was as helpless and hesitant as a child who had done something wrong.
Song Shifeng didn’t resist calling out.
It hurts. It hurts. I raised myself hippie and tender. He was so painful that a cold sweat broke out.
"Shut up!" Liu Erhua’s hand is another one
Song Shifeng clenched his teeth and endured hardships.
After three consecutive times, Liu Erhua stopped "Does it hurt?"
"pain"
"Change or not"
"I’m right not to change."
Liu Erhua is three again without saying anything.
"Change or not?"
"Don’t change!"
Then three.
Song Shifeng began to tremble with pain, but his mouth wouldn’t retreat at all. He decided that he had killed him, and he didn’t regret it. He believed that his mother couldn’t kill him, but he could always get through it while watching Yan Dong, but he couldn’t help but rush to protect people behind him and looked at Liu Erhua and begged, "Auntie, hit me. He can’t stand it."
"You go away, I’m fine." Song Shifeng was so anxious that he pushed straight at the moment. Don’t stimulate his mother!
"I don’t"
"Can you grow up?" He bit his teeth and urged.
"No" I can’t watch you get beaten in front of me and still be indifferent. I can’t do it.
"I said I’ll take care of my house myself. Don’t make trouble for me." He continued to drive people away.
"I didn’t promise" Yan Dong is determined to say nothing now.
"You want to piss me off!"
Yan Dong is silent.
"Are you two finished?" Liu Erhua suddenly appeared.
"Mom-"Song Shifeng dragged a long, pathetic voice from Yan Dong’s shoulder. His face was full of pleading, "You hit me. It’s okay. I can fight it."
Bang! The rolling pin fell to the ground and Liu Erhua sarcastically said with a cold face, "I’m too lazy to hit it!"
Song Shifeng flew to his throat with a sigh of relief, which was to beat his mother. Is this going to give him up? Don’t want him? Out of his mind, he quickly pulled open Yan Dong and hugged his mother’s leg and cried, "Mama, you are my own mother, and I am your only mother. If you don’t want me, I won’t have a mother. I still want to honor you for fifty years …"
"Shut up! I’m not dead yet!"
Song Shifeng wronged, shut up, upturned face, abandoned dog, eyes looking at Liu Erhua, eyes still hanging with true feelings, tears, how pitiful, how pitiful and ridiculous.