On the other side, He Yuzhu supported Qin Huairu and left.
He Qing's words had completely struck Qin Huairu's soft spot.
In her opinion, it was already very difficult for her to raise three children alone.
However, in He Qing's eyes, the person she had always been proud of was just a scum of the future.
This caused her heart to completely collapse.
She had heard from outside the door that He Qing was the purchasing director of the rolling mill.
In the eyes of the little widow who had never seen the world, the leader of the rolling mill was bigger than the sky!
Moreover, after she married into the quad, she often heard her husband praise He Qing.
Therefore, in Qin Huairu's eyes, He Qing was both capable and knowledgeable.
His words would definitely be convincing.
Qin Huairu stood at the door with He Yuzhu's support.
At this time, the mother-in-law had already fallen asleep, and the three children were lying on the fire bed.
Qin Huairu looked at the stick meme who was sleeping soundly. When she thought of her miserable fate, she could not help but shed tears.
"Why is my life so miserable?!”
With a swoosh, Qin Huairu let out a low, miserable howl.
He Yuzhu stood outside the door, looking troubled.
In the beginning, he didn't care about the stick stick stealing the chicken, but now that he thought about it, He Qing's words made sense.
As the saying goes, one looks at one's elders at the age of three.
It was not impossible for him to commit murder and arson when he grew up.
"Erm, Qin Huairu, I think He Qing has a point. You should discipline him properly.”
He Yuzhu glanced at the thug who was smacking his lips on the brick bed and advised.
Qin Huairu nodded. She had already made up her mind to discipline the troublemaker properly.
He Qing was right. If the meme continued to go astray, he would be caught one day.
Qin Huairu shuddered when she recalled He Qing mentioning that she would be sent to the juvenile detention center.
In this day and age, juvenile detention centers didn't care about the protection of underage children.
Any child who made a mistake would not be able to eat or wear warm clothes in there.
Not only did they not have the opportunity to learn, but they also had to bear a lot of physical labor.
Moreover, Qin Huairu knew that her child was a typical example of a bully. He would bully others at home and be bullied outside.
If he was sent to the juvenile detention center, he would probably be bullied to death.
Moreover, even if he didn't go to the juvenile detention center, he had to discipline him well!
It was still fine if he was young now. At most, he would just criticize him a little and compensate him a little.
It would be hard to say when he grew up. If he didn't take the right path, he might end up in jail.
It was even possible that he would be shot at.
The more Qin Huairu thought about it, the more she felt that something was amiss. It would be difficult to control this child no matter how old he was. She had to change him now.
At the thought of this, Qin Huairu wiped away her tears and pulled the stick down from the brick bed.
"Awesome, get down here!"
The stick was sleeping soundly at this moment. In his dream, he was happily gnawing on the repelling force.
Suddenly, he felt a pain in his ear. He opened his eyes and realized that he had been pulled to the ground by his mother.
"What are you doing? I'm sleeping!"
" Get out of bed!" The rod, who was extremely angry after waking up, shivered and shouted at Qin Huiru.
The weather was cold, and the stick was not wearing a cotton jacket. Standing in the room, he could only feel the cold wind rushing to his neck.
He subconsciously shrunk his head and broke free from Qin Huiru's control, wanting to crawl into bed.
Pa!
In the next moment, a slap landed on the back of his head.
"You still want to sleep? Stand properly!"
Qin Huiru was furious when she saw how sleepy the stick was.
"Mom, what are you doing? I'm going to sleep. Can't we talk about it tomorrow?”
"Tomorrow? I want to say it today!"
Qin Huairu was so angry that she did not care if the stick would fall sick from the cold.
She held the stick tightly and looked into its eyes."
"Tell me, did you steal Xu Damao's chicken?”
Deep down, Qin Huairu hoped that the boy would admit it. This meant that the child could still be saved.
However, to his disappointment, the thug's body trembled. He turned his eyes and looked at He Yuzhu.
"When did I steal a chicken? It was Silly Zhu who stole it. Didn't he already admit it in the courtyard today?”
Both He Yuzhu and Qin Huairu's expressions changed when they heard this.
He Yuzhu was not only pushing the responsibility to her, but also calling her a fool.
Clearly, this little ingrate had never treated him as an elder. To think that he was so good to him.
However, Qin Huairu was different. Her focus was all on the lie.
As for not respecting He Yuzhu, she didn't care at all.
Pa! Pa! Pa!
Qin Huairu's palm landed ruthlessly on the stick's face, slapping him madly. As she slapped him, she cried out,"
"I told you to steal, I told you to lie, I told you to steal, I told you to lie…"
Pa! Pa! Pa!
Clearly, Qin Huairu was thoroughly enraged.
The stick was beating so hard that it jumped up and down repeatedly, desperately trying to break free.
However, Qin Huairu's grip was so tight that he could not escape at all.
Wow! Wow! Wow!
The stick was in pain from the slap. It opened its mouth and cried loudly.
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