Chapter 272

Boom!

The crowd burst into laughter.

"Brother, how can you curse Dad?"

He Yushui accused Shazhu.

"You little rabbit, you dare to curse even me?"

He Daqing was very annoyed.

It was he who had slapped Shazhu to the ground.

"Dad, why did you hit me?"

Shazhu felt so wronged.

This slap had hurt too much.

Yet he couldn't retaliate!

He didn't even dare to feel resentment!

"Why do you think I hit you?"

"I'm not dead yet, I'm still the head of this family; is it your turn to stand up and donate money?"

"You little rabbit, after the meeting disperses, go home and face the wall to reflect; come find me when you've figured it out, and if you haven't, don't sleep tonight."

He Daqing was very annoyed.

Not just because Shazhu donated money.

It was because before Shazhu donated money, Yi Zhonghai gave Shazhu a wink, and Shazhu stood up.

Shazhu listened to Yi Zhonghai so much; was he still his son?

"Daqing, you're going a bit too far."

"Shazhu is a good child with love and sympathy; he stood up in a hurry because he wanted to do a good deed, and as a parent, you should encourage him."

Yi Zhonghai came out to play the good guy.

Sure enough.

Shazhu gave him a grateful look.

"What I do to educate my child is none of your business!"

"You don't even have children, do you know how to teach children?"

He Daqing poked Yi Zhonghai right in the lungs.

Yi Zhonghai's face turned black instantly.

The crowd burst into laughter.

He Daqing was right.

Yi Zhonghai didn't even have children; how would he know how to educate children?

Slap!

He Daqing slapped Shazhu again.

"Who told you to laugh?"

"You little rabbit, go home and face the wall."

"Yushui, go supervise your brother, make him stand against the wall, and I'll buy you candy when we get back."

"Shazhu, get back home quickly."

He Daqing drove Shazhu back.

He Yushui followed him back.

"Daqing, you're going a bit too far."

"Shazhu was doing a good deed, even if he didn't consider it thoroughly, you shouldn't treat him like this."

"Shazhu, don't go back."

The Deaf Old Lady stood up to support Yi Zhonghai.

If she let He Daqing continue making a scene, where would Yi Zhonghai's face be?

Where would Yi Zhonghai's prestige be?

Shazhu really stood still.

"Good!"

"Shazhu, you really are a good child!"

He Daqing smiled.

He smiled very strangely, very coldly!

He stood up, took two big steps to Shazhu, and gave him a big slap.

It knocked Shazhu directly to the ground, and his mouth was bleeding.

"Well hit."

"Uncle He, hit him harder!"

"If you don't hit him again, he'll change his name to Yi Yuzhu."

Xu Damao cheered.

Those who had been bullied by Shazhu were all gloating.

He Yushui hid to the side in fear.

Yi Zhonghai's face was livid.

The Deaf Old Lady was trembling with anger.

He Daqing didn't give her any face at all; she made up her mind to drive He Daqing out of the Sihe Academy, of course, only by operating secretly.

"Serves him right!"

"He Daqing hadn't run away yet, and Shazhu already couldn't tell who his father was; no wonder He Daqing left him and ran away in the original plot."

"Was he probably desperate for him?"

Wan Ping'an sneered.

Soon.

Shazhu was beaten until his face was bruised and swollen.

"Get home, this time you kneel and face the wall to reflect."

"I won't let you get up, so you're not allowed to get up; if you get up without permission, don't recognize me as your father, and I'll consider I don't have a son like you."

He Daqing was truly angry.

He had used a heavy hand.

"Daqing, I told you long ago that filial children come from under the stick."

"You couldn't bear to hit Shazhu before, but now you know the importance of hitting him, right?"

Liu Haizhong was very happy.

Someone had the same educational philosophy as him.

The crowd looked at Shazhu, pointing and gesturing; he had been beaten too miserably.

Shazhu left.

The donation meeting continued.

"He Daqing, Shazhu donated money, you said it wasn't his turn to be the head of the family, then why don't you donate?"

Yi Zhonghai gritted his teeth, glaring at He Daqing.

"You're a cook at a restaurant, you can bring food home every day, and it's all free, you must have saved quite a bit of money, you should donate more!"

Yi Zhonghai exposed He Daqing's bottom line.

"You're wrong about that; you all know I love to drink, only good wine, so all my money is used to buy good wine!"

"Let me see how much money I have left?"

He Daqing reached into his pocket.

After searching all his pockets, he only found one dime.

"I'll donate it all!"

He Daqing placed the dime on the table.

"He Daqing, you son of a bitch, how can you be even stingier than Yan Fugui?"

"He donated two yuan, and you only donate one dime?"