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Chapter 507: Childrens Privileges

Although Zhang Bo and others restrained their desire to do it themselves, the expressions on their faces were almost as if they wanted to eat people.



Xiao Xiao glanced at the shrunken woman hiding behind Uncle Man.

Her lowered eyebrows and long hair fell down, covering her face, making it difficult for people to see clearly her expression at this time.

The pitiful figure could no longer arouse the pity of everyone present.

Xiao Xiao withdrew his gaze. Is this something she has done herself? Or is she shooting herself in the foot? Or is it that good will be rewarded with good and evil will be punished with evil? Isn't it because the time has not come yet?

And now, apparently the time has come.



"Does your mother often do this to you?"

The master was not affected by any external atmosphere, but continued to ask questions at his own pace.

"I always make you eat things you don't like."



Little Gypsophila shook his head hesitantly, "Mom isn't really at home."

"When dad is here, mom is very good."



Uncle Man has always had a good temper, and he hasn't been so angry for a long time.

Because of his own reasons, in order to avoid hurting the children, he subconsciously always avoided the children. When facing the children, he did not know how to get along with them.

So he, who was always gentle and gentle, always looked coldly in front of his children.



Marrying Aunt Tang was, on the one hand, out of a sense of responsibility, and on the other hand, she also hoped that her children would have a mother to take care of them.

The child is still young, and he is in such a situation. Grandpa Man and Grandma Luo are also older. If he is not good, he always troubles them and the two elders.

Moreover, Aunt Tang's initial impression on him was that of a good wife and loving mother.

He still remembered her gentle smile, which made him determined to start a new family with her and try to start a new life.

But now the child's childish words were like a slap on his face.

It hurts.

Not on the face, but in the heart.



"Then did your mother ever let you do anything you didn't like?"

The master did not stop asking questions.

When people get older, they like to play with their grandchildren. When he sees the little baby's breath, which is about the same age as his grandson, he also feels affection for her.

When he realized that the child might have been abused, he did not shy away or be vague. He could see that the child's grandparents really cared about the child, so he opened up the matter in front of everyone.

Let’s talk.



Little Gypsophila nodded, then shook her head, with a somewhat tangled look on her face.

"Little Gypsophila doesn't like to do those things."

"But little Gypsophila is a good boy."

"Little baby's breath can do those things."

Little Gypsophila's eyes were wide open and she looked extremely well-behaved and sensible.

"Mom said, Dad likes good children."

"Dad will praise the little baby's breath."

"But-"

The child's voice dropped, with a look of frustration and sadness, "Dad has never praised little Gypsophila."

"Dad doesn't like little baby's breath."

"But, little Gypsophila is very well-behaved."



"Grandpa, grandma, and mother all say that if the little baby's breath is well behaved, dad will like the little baby's breath."

"They lie."

The child's immature voice was choked with sobs, full of grievance and confusion.

She doesn't understand what else she has done well?

...

"The teacher said that our parents are the best people to us."

"They are the ones who like us the most."

"But the teacher lied."

"Mom doesn't like me."

"Dad doesn't like me either."

The child stood there in despair, "Why? Isn't Little Gypsophila good?"

"Obviously the teacher said that little Gypsophila is the most well-behaved child in the class."



The child's young and thin voice echoed in the room that was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Everyone's hearts couldn't help but twitch.

Among them, the one who suffers the most is Uncle Man, the father of little Man Gypsophila.

He never thought that the distance he originally chose to avoid causing harm to the child actually caused greater harm to the child.

It's because he himself is too cowardly.

All of this is ultimately due to his self-righteousness. He only cares about immersing himself in his own emotions, but is too alienated from his children.

Uncle Man regretted his mistake and blamed himself endlessly.



"Little Gypsophila is a good boy."

The master praised seriously, but did not forget his original question.

He wanted the child's family to see how a child was treated because of their negligence.

"So, what did little Gypsophila help her mother?"



"Little baby's breath can do many things."

The child's eyes were slightly bright, and he was a little proud.

"Little Gypsophila can take care of himself and his younger brother. He can help his younger brother change his diapers, make his younger brother laugh, and feed his younger brother..."

"Little Gypsophila can also clean the house."

Little Gypsophila clapped her fingers and said: "Sweep the floor, mop the floor, wash clothes, hang clothes, wash dishes, wash vegetables..."

"Little baby's breath can also cut tomatoes."

"But when I cut it for the first time, I cut my finger. It bled a lot and it hurt a lot."

Little Gypsophila held her finger, her thin eyebrows furrowed together, "Little Gypsophila was so scared at the time, she thought her finger was going to be broken."

"Let me see."

The master took the child's finger and looked closely, and found that there was a thin white mark on it and the eyebrows were slightly raised.

"Did you see a doctor then?"

The child shook his head, "Mom said I'm so stupid and useless."

At this point, the child felt a little aggrieved and said, "The tomatoes are even stained with blood."

"I did not do it on purpose."

...

"How do you treat the wound on your finger?"

The master rubbed the child's injured wound, and the slight bulge had a rough, frosted feel.

"it does not matter."

"Just wash this kind of wound with water and it will be fine."

"Look, the wound is almost gone."

The child shook his finger and pursed his lips in a slight arc.

"Little Gypsophila is such a good boy."

The master couldn't help but sigh.

Which child today is not spoiled? Even a slight fall will make parents anxious.

It is rare to see a child as strong and sensible as Little Gypsophila.

However, the master glanced at Grandpa Man and Grandma Luo opposite him. They probably didn't want their children to be so strong and sensible, right?



No child is born so strong and sensible.

Crying when you feel pain is not the most natural human reaction?

Adults have learned restraint as they grow up, but children who are still young and ignorant are innocent and ignorant. They should not understand the meaning of tolerance and restraint. They should cry when they want, laugh when they want, and act coquettishly when they want.

Act like a spoiled brat.

This is a child's privilege, isn't it?

This child lost this privilege prematurely.

She was forced to grow up.

She didn't even know she was supposed to have that privilege.


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