Chapter 1152: Song Shuliang Gets Beaten

Ayiguli was truly too angry!

The rice at home was all grown by Song Tan's family. She had only restrained herself to eating two bowls of rice at noon and specifically asked Dad to wrap fermented beans, sour long beans, duck egg yolk, and fermented bean curd in the rice ball for her!

Heavens, just thinking about these ingredients, she didn't know how delicious this rice ball was! Especially the soft, sweet rice grains mixed with the scorched fragrance of the rice crust... but now, not even a shadow of a rice grain could be seen of that rice ball, which Dad said was as big as two fists.

Look at Song Shuliang again; he was still there spouting nonsense.

Ayiguli couldn't hold back anymore!

"If you are like this, won't you teach our future children to be the same? I don't want that!"

"Dad, you are his father; at this time, you should beat him hard! You must make him remember the lesson."

Ayiguli's face was flushed with anger, and what she said happened to overlap with what Qiao Qiao had said before about 【using bamboo strips to whip the buttocks to make him remember】.

Great-Uncle was dazed: "He's such a big person..." Actually, he was too lazy to educate him; anyway, he didn't expect anything.

"That won't do!" Ayiguli looked at him, full of expectation: "Song Shuliang is my husband; Dad, you have the responsibility to educate him!"

But he was truly about to cry from the burning pain and grievance at that moment, but although the basin on his head was unsightly, once it was taken off...

He was old, and using a broom to beat someone required some effort; if he sprained his waist, it wouldn't be worth the loss.

The little granddaughters were young, but their spirit wasn't:

The child's maternal grandfather used a whip to lash the child because they were wearing several layers of clothes and thick fur robes.

"I'm not crazy!" Great-Uncle's first strike was just right, and his confidence soared, so he swung again.

Would his daughter look down on him?

Ayiguli fell into beautiful fantasies.

And Song Shuliang only felt a pain in his spine, and the small broom directly brought a whistling sound, "slap," and whipped onto his back!

"No, Grandpa! You were so majestic just now."

The broom handle couldn't be used to hit the bones directly, and the branches couldn't be used to greet the face; those were dangerous. He had to use the head of the small broom to whip him.

Wuwuwu...

Although it wasn't good to say bad things about their father in front of the children, a loud drum still needs a heavy hammer!

And they had many remarkable foods.

"Good Dad!" Ayiguli smiled brightly: "Dad, you are so considerate, specifically blocking his head and face."

"If you want to whip, just whip." Great-Grandmother didn't take it to heart. They had lived in the countryside for so many years; wasn't it normal to beat children in the village?

They truly treated Dad as family, and were also very good to them, the mother and daughter; she could feel all of that.

"If I come to see you then, don't beat me, otherwise I run very fast."

"Really?" Great-Uncle looked at Great-Grandmother; having never beaten a child, he was actually eager to try.

It would be fine if he didn't speak, but once he did, Great-Uncle's nameless fire shot straight from the soles of his feet to his crown!

Song Shuliang's action of picking up the foot basin paused, and he truly wanted to cry at that moment.

That small horse whip was a child's toy, a thin, short stick; shaking his wrist to whip it through such thick clothes, it was good if there was any feeling at all, let alone pain.

Her father and mother were so old and had never eaten such good things!

It must be that as a father, he didn't want the branches on the broom to accidentally hurt the child's face and eyes!

Great-Uncle didn't intend to beat him for long.

Don't say, although Great-Uncle didn't beat children, his experience in beating children wasn't bad at all.

——The people of the Song family are truly good.

Great-Uncle had never violently educated a child like this, and at this moment, he was actually a bit coy, looking left and right: "What should I use to beat him?"

Song Shuliang only felt darkness before his eyes, and his head was buzzing.

Great-Uncle also nodded in appreciation.

Great-Uncle laughed: "Good, good! It's just that Grandpa has no good things to leave for you; in the future, you'll have to struggle on your own."

Good!

At this moment, he snorted coldly, no longer picking tools, and casually grabbed the foot basin standing to the side and directly slammed it down.

And Ayiguli put down her phone and sent the video she had just filmed to Song Tan.

Thinking of this, the old man felt physically and mentally happy, and no longer had any worries.

"Yeah... why is Dad so afraid of pain? Isn't it said that men of the grassland are strong? I'm also not afraid of Grandpa using a whip to lash me."

Dong Feifu had taken off his down jacket for convenience while eating, and at this moment, he only had his wool sweater on. This broom whip went down, and it felt like ten thousand thin whips lashing hard on his spine, and the burning pain instantly flared up on his back, making him scream instantly.

Song Shuliang had a rumbling foot basin on his head, feeling embarrassed, painful, and ashamed. Just as he was about to reach out to take it off, he suddenly heard the crisp words of the two daughters from the corridor:

The granddaughter shook her head:

If watching the video could make him happier, would he be willing to sell her some specialties when he leaves?

Using bamboo strips to whip the buttocks was light!

"Grandpa and Mom both said I'm a natural warrior; I will be more powerful and excellent than Dad in the future!"

His own son might not be very capable, but the daughter-in-law he found and her family all seem quite good. He truly used up half a lifetime of merit on him.

"Dad! You're crazy!"

The big broom used to sweep the courtyard in the countryside was made of thin bamboo branches; using a flat surface to hit someone actually didn't hurt at all, but if it was whipped with force...

He put the broom back, and at this moment, squeezed out a smiling face to ask his granddaughter: "Wasn't scared, were you?"

"Is Dad going to cry?"

Sigh, having not been home for so many years, it turns out the father-in-law has such a good heart. Now, he will definitely be able to educate Song Shuliang well, right? That way, her daughter won't become like that in the future.

After all, if he really sprained his waist, could he count on this son to carry him around to serve him?

He heard Great-Uncle's voice coming through the basin: "Ayiguli, you take the children and stand in the corridor. This broom has many tree branches; don't scare the children."

There's a technique to beating people, too.

Rather than being looked down upon by his daughter in the future, it's better to use it as a reference to motivate him now.

Then he touched the big broom for sweeping the courtyard and waved it with a rustling wind.

Song Shuliang heard it and it sounded less and less like talk, and he widened his eyes: "Dad, what do you mean? Are you really beating me?"

Thinking of this, Song Shuliang simply didn't hide anymore, just stood there embarrassedly with both hands grabbing the basin, letting Great-Uncle whip him several times.

"Hmph! Mom said only useless people rely on others; we are people who will open a ranch in the future!"

"Dad is so useless! Grandpa used a whip to lash me, and I didn't even cry."

If his own son doesn't learn a lesson with this kind of behavior, he will never be capable in his whole life.

Ouch! ===== CHAPTER 1153 =====