How can someone travel through time and space and become a beggar?

The setting sun cast its final rays, the clamor slowly faded, and the number of pedestrians on the street dwindled. Smoke rose from every household, and the aroma of various foods filled the air. The Wang family courtyard was equally quiet. Da'an and Xiao'an lay on the ground, their furry tails wagging occasionally. Beside them, another figure stood. They squatted in a horse stance, arms raised, a bowl of water resting on their heads.

Wang Qiuyu pouted, tears threatening to fall. Smelling the delicious food at home, she felt even more aggrieved: It wasn't my fault, and I wasn't the first to hit her, so why are you punishing me? I won't accept it, even if I'm not given food!

He gritted his teeth, holding on with courage in his heart, and stood there motionless until the end of dinner.

After all, he was her own son, and Dong Xiaohuan already felt bad for him. However, Wang Yong was usually the one who punished the children. Whether it was a minor verbal reprimand or a punishment of standing in the corner, Dong Xiaohuan never interrupted. She looked back and forth between her son and her husband, feeling torn between pleading for mercy and not wanting to break the rules.

Jia Qingwu was an outsider, so it wasn't right for her to interfere with other people's childrearing. But seeing Sister Dong in such distress, she wanted to help. Besides, Wang Qiuyu was lively and sweet-talking. She thought for a moment and said, "Sister Dong has to take care of things at the shop. She'll go to apologize tomorrow. Let me go."

"How can I let you go?" Dong Xiaohuan had beaten someone else's son into a pig's head. Going to apologize would definitely result in scolding and humiliation. There was no way she would let Jia Qingwu go in her place. "It's okay if I leave the shop for a while."

"If this kid wasn't so ignorant, I would have let him go by himself," said Wang Yong.

Seeing Wang Qiuyu's thighs were already shaking, Xia Chu couldn't help but start begging, "Dad..."

"If he admits his mistake, he won't be punished." Wang Yong interrupted her.

"But Qiu Yu always admits his mistakes. He is so stubborn this time because he is not wrong. He can't just stand there and take the beating if someone else strikes first." Xia Chu said.

"Indeed, although Qiu Yu is a bit naughty, he is not an unreasonable child." Jia Qingwu echoed.

Zhang Zhou glanced at his father and said to Xia Chu, "Dad doesn't think he was wrong to hit someone."

"Ah? Why is that?" Xia Chu was puzzled.

"If he hadn't been showing off, how could he have gotten into an argument with others?" Wang Yong said directly.

"My brother is still young, he is just happy." Guan Xu couldn't help but speak for his brother.

Wang Qiuyu wasn't a vain child; he wasn't picky about clothes or brushes. He'd been teased by his classmates about his family's financial situation, but he never took it personally. He often helped with chores around the house, and aside from his constant craving for candy and a penchant for playing in the teahouse, he was a well-behaved child.

Wang Yong just shook his head. He stood up and walked outside. He looked at his youngest son and asked, "Are you wrong?"

"I'm not wrong!" Wang Qiuyu used up all his strength to control himself from falling. He spoke the three words one by one, even gritting his teeth.

"It's been more than half an hour," Dong Xiaohuan muttered. She walked outside and gently advised, "Your father doesn't blame you for hitting others. It's you who shouldn't compare your birthday banquet with others. Admit your mistake. Mother saved some food for you."

Wang Qiuyu was coaxed by her mother, and the grievances in her heart instantly burst out. Tears were about to fall, but she uttered firmly: "No!"

"Oh..." Dong Xiaohuan's heart ached and she started crying. She looked at her husband eagerly, wanting to say something but unable to.

Wang Yong had doted on Dong Xiaohuan for most of his life, so he couldn't bear her tears and immediately gave in. He sighed and said, "Write me 30 times later on, 'Be careful what you say and do.'" Then he turned and left.

Dong Xiaohuan heaved a sigh of relief upon hearing this and quickly took the bowl off her son's head, "Xiao Zhou, quickly support your brother."

Zhang Zhou directly carried Wang Qiuyu into the house, and Xia Chu and Dong Xiaohuan squatted down to massage his legs.

The tears that had been held back could no longer be held back. Her legs ached and were numb. Wang Qiuyu burst into tears, "I'm not wrong, I'm not wrong, I didn't do anything wrong..."

Dong Xiaohuan and Xia Chuxin were both broken-hearted by his tears, and surrounded him, trying to coax and persuade him.

Guan Xu went to the kitchen and brought the hot food over. Wang Qiuyu was still crying. "Eat something first. Qiuyu must be hungry."

"Yes, yes," Dong Xiaohuan wiped away her tears, "Mom left a big chicken drumstick for you, eat it first."

Wang Qiuyu stopped crying after a while and started eating, sobbing from time to time, sounding very pitiful.

"I'll bring Qiu Yu to your house to apologize tomorrow." Jia Qingwu said again.

Dong Xiaohuan thought she didn't understand, so she simply explained, "Qiu Yu injured someone's child, so he's bound to get angry tomorrow. You're so gentle, and if the other party is unreasonable, you don't know how much scolding you'll get."

Jia Qingwu naturally understood this, but in her opinion, she was more suitable than Dong Xiaohuan. Dong Xiaohuan usually interacted with straightforward and simple people, but Guan Xu said today that the other party came from a good family. She was best at dealing with this kind of people, so she felt it would be better for her to go. "Sister Dong, I know everything you said. But I still think it would be best if I go," she made up an excuse for fear that Dong Xiaohuan would not agree, "It just so happens that I haven't come into contact with these ladies since I came here. I will have my own way to deal with them tomorrow."

"Then..." Dong Xiaohuan was already a little shaken at this point. She glanced at Xia Chu. Xia Chu nodded. Since Jia Qingwu had spoken, there must be a way. "Okay then."

Dong Xiaohuan agreed. She patted her youngest son's head and said, "Tomorrow when we go to someone else's house, be obedient and apologize sincerely. Okay?"

"I did nothing wrong! Why should I apologize?" Wang Qiuyu said with his neck stiff, but his mouth was covered in oil from eating, and his eyes were red, making him look funny and pitiful.

"You're not wrong, but you hurt someone." Xia Chu advised, "You'll still be classmates in the future, and you'll see each other every day. It's not a deep hatred, and no one says you're wrong, but hitting someone is wrong. And as a man, what's wrong with just apologizing? Only a brave person has the courage to admit his mistakes."

"Is that so?" Wang Qiuyu hesitated and looked at his second brother. His second brother was well-read and intelligent, so he had an answer for any question. "Only a brave person dares to admit their mistakes."

Zhang Zhou nodded. "Xiaochu is right. A brave person is not just courageous. The bravest person is the one who dares to admit his mistakes and correct them."

Wang Qiuyu was just a kid, so how could he handle such praise? He immediately agreed, "Then I'll go!"

Xia Chu looked at Zhang Zhou and smiled secretly. Seeing that Wang Qiuyu had almost finished eating, she reminded him, "Be careful with your words and deeds, and write down your thoughts."

Wang Qiuyu sighed in a condescending manner and became visibly dejected.

Everyone was amused by him and the matter was over.