A car accident, our family of three crossed

After He Dazhui had taken care of the children and given advice to the elderly, he was going back to the mountain to work. He had asked for leave every few days because of the children's matters, and the person in charge was quite accommodating and did not make a fuss with him.

"Anyway, you guys stay home and keep an eye on this kid. Don't let him run around. I have to go back to the mountain to work." He left this instruction and was about to go out. As soon as he stepped out of the door, he stopped and emphasized, "Especially don't let him run up the mountain. If he gets lost, he won't be able to find his way back. And don't let him go to the river alone. If he falls into the river and gets washed away, no one will know."

After emphasizing the last sentence, he hurried up the mountain.

Seeing that he was giving such a serious instruction, the two old people thought that he was making a fuss out of nothing. Every country kid had chased rabbits in the mountains or fished in the river.

However, they only thought about these in their hearts and naturally would not say them out loud, because their son now has his own ideas!

He Jinbao saw out of the corner of his eye that his father had passed away, so he began to act pitiful to the two old people, "Grandpa, grandma, it hurts so much! Woo woo woo, I want some candy, I want some meat buns."

In the past, whenever he acted pitiful, his grandparents would coax him in various ways, and he would take the opportunity to make demands.

Life at home was pretty decent now. Every time He Jinbao was beaten up, he would act pitiful and whenever he made a request, the two old people would agree to it.

But this time, this trick didn't work. He Jinbao was scolded just as he started to play the victim.

"You deserve it. I think you deserve to be punished. Why did you tear up other people's books? Your father can't afford it, and your grandparents can't afford it either."

"Why are you so fierce? You dare to do anything. Today you snatched books and tore them up. Will you rob people of their money and beat them up tomorrow? You deserve it. Let your father teach you a lesson."

"You still want to eat candy and meat buns. If you dare to make a bigger mess again, our whole family will have to go to jail."

He Jinbao found that the tricks that always worked for him in the past were not effective today. Not only did they not work, he was scolded instead.

The little kid felt wronged and angry. He pointed at the two old men and started crying, crying and shouting, "I hate you. You are all bad people. My father beat me and you scolded me. I hate you. I want to go find my mother and she will stop beating and scolding me."

The child expressed his anger so directly that it deeply hurt the two old people's hearts. It turned out that they shouldn't have spoiled him. As expected, they spoiled him and turned him into an ungrateful person.

Aunt He covered her chest with her hands, very angry. The two old people treated this child like a treasure, but in the end, when things didn't go his way, they all became bad people.

"Hey, you little bastard, I'm going to beat you up." Old Man He lowered his head and searched around on the ground, picked up the fire stick that He Dazhui had just thrown away, and hit He Jinbao on the butt.

Xiao He had already gone into the kitchen to busy herself, but she didn't expect there to be a commotion in the yard outside, so she hurried out to check.

This was the first time in all the time she had been here that she saw an elder in the family beating his grandson. Should she go up and persuade him?

After careful consideration, Xiao He felt that she should not interfere in the feud between the grandfather and grandson.

People living nearby have become accustomed to the drama that occurs from time to time in He Dazhu's family.

Everyone just listens for fun. If we don’t hear them beating their children one day, we will feel uncomfortable!

The two old men from Gousheng's family, which is closest to He Dazhu's house, are sitting in their yard at this moment, listening to the noise from He Dazhu's house.

Master Gou Sheng took a sip of the chimney and said, "Oh! Didn't this just calm down? Is this a beating again? This is Dazhu's beating again, and I'm going to beat him again? It's rare!"

His wife, who was picking beans nearby, rolled her eyes at him and said unhappily, "Go away, go away! They're beating their kids, why are you so happy about that?"

"Hey, hey! You said that as if you weren't enjoying it."

Gousheng's grandmother was embarrassed by the rebuke, and then snorted, "If you ask me, that child is too good at getting into trouble, and the two old people in his family still spoil him. Now you know what kind of things he has spoiled! They have to bear the consequences of their own sins, and can't blame others."

"Isn't it? Luckily our Gousheng is not like that, otherwise, I would break his legs and see if he dares to cause trouble again."

"What's Gousheng? Gousheng? The kid has changed his name, but you still call him Gousheng." Gousheng's grandmother pinched her husband's arm in dissatisfaction and emphasized, "The kid is going to primary school now, so don't keep calling him Gousheng. If the children from the city hear him, they will laugh at him."

"Hey, aren't you used to yelling this?" Gou Shengye chuckled twice and continued smoking his pipe.

"You have to change this habit. The child has been in primary school for three months, and you haven't changed it yet. I think you should stop smoking." Grandma Gousheng snatched the cigarette from his hand and left.

Gou Shengye was craving for cigarettes! How could he just watch his wife take the cigarette away? He immediately followed her and asked for it back.

On the other side, at He Dazhu's house, after He Jinbao was beaten by his father, he was beaten by his grandfather. His grandmother just watched and did not stop him. He Jinbao cried even harder.

However, the child's temper came and went quickly. When he cried and saw that no one came to comfort him, he felt that crying was meaningless and his voice became smaller and smaller.

By the time Xiao He prepared lunch and brought it out, He Jinbao had stopped crying and was having a great time counting ants in the yard.

"Dabao, come and eat."

As soon as he heard that it was time for dinner, He Jinbao stood up, patted his butt, walked over and went straight to the table.

Xiao He frowned when she saw his dirty hands, so she said, "Da Bao, your hands are so dirty, go wash them before you come over to eat, there's water in the basin over there."

"What's it to you?" He Jinbao rolled his eyes at her and remained indifferent.

Xiao He paused, then continued, "It's up to you! I just heard from the doctors in the city that if you eat the dirt on your hands, you will get worms. When the worms grow up, they will eat your intestines, which is very painful."

"I, I don't believe it!" He Jinbao said he didn't believe it, but his tone was not so firm.

The two old men at the side looked at each other and thought, this cheap daughter-in-law is also very resourceful. She keeps telling lies one after another.

Seeing that the baby's face was a little relaxed, Aunt He stood up and took him to wash his hands. "Come on, I'll take you to wash your hands. Don't eat any dirt."

Although He Jinbao looked reluctant, his actions betrayed him. He followed his grandmother to wash his hands before returning to the dining table to eat.