Luo Zhixin and her husband were sitting in the room, and they couldn't help but wonder what Luo Siqin would be like after seeing the old man.
The two of them confirmed that their daughter had indeed gone out through the car lights that were on outside. However, they had been waiting for more than 20 minutes and still did not see the car coming back.
If she just complained to the old man, there would be no danger. Luo Zhixin was just worried that her daughter would go crazy if she went out.
"Ring ring ring..."
Suddenly, her cell phone rang.
When I looked at the caller ID, it was Er Yatou's number.
Luo Zhixin answered immediately and said, "Hello, Xiaoqin?"
"Mom, save me..." Luo Siqin's crying voice sounded on the phone.
Luo Zhixin was startled and asked eagerly: "What happened?"
Luo Siqin: "Grandpa asked me to copy "Mencius" three times, saying that if I can't finish it, I don't have to finish it tomorrow morning... If I don't understand what it means... I have to continue copying it tomorrow... You must save me... "Mencius"
"There are more than 30,000 words in the whole article. Three times is 100,000 words. How could I copy it all in one night... Also, my Chinese language has always been a weakness... I might die from copying here..."
When she heard that she was copying "Mencius", Luo Zhixin breathed a sigh of relief.
But how can it be possible to copy "Mencius" three times in one night...
It’s not easy to copy it over and over in a day. The old man wants to exhaust his daughter to death!
But then I thought about it and realized that I had copied "The Great Learning" before. Fortunately, the entire text was only over 2,000 words, a total of 10 times, which was barely acceptable.
My daughter is a bit cruel...
Luo Zhixin knew that begging for mercy was useless. She could only say helplessly: "Idol, this is your choice, and I can't help you. I also copied it before..."
Luo Siqin: "Then please help me to beg for mercy and copy it twice...otherwise...I suspect I will starve to death at grandpa's house..."
Luo Zhixin: "Do you think my plea for mercy will work?"
Luo Siqin: "But I can't finish copying... I read such a thick book... I feel confused... My blood pressure is up now... My hands are shaking... Otherwise... you ask my sister to help me beg for mercy."
…”
Luo Zhixin: "You want to trick your sister... right..."
Luo Siqin: "I don't dare anymore...Mom...please...you can't bear to let me starve to death...wuwu...wuwu...it's too difficult for me...the baby is going to starve to death."
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Good guy, Luo Siqin started crying as he talked.
Luo Zhixin: "You asked for it all... Okay, you copy it first... I'll ask your sister to intercede for you tomorrow morning..."
Luo Siqin: "Please beg for mercy tonight... If I can copy less twice... I can still have some motivation... Otherwise, I can't write at all... Wuwuwu..."
Luo Zhixin: "Okay, okay, hurry up and copy yours. Your grandfather can't really starve you to death! Wait until daybreak and your grandfather's anger subsides, and your sister and I will go and intercede for you. At this time
If you go, doesn’t it mean you’re getting into trouble?”
Luo Siqin: "Okay...then you remember...come visit me with my sister tomorrow morning..."
The little girl's tone was pitiful, which made people feel distressed.
At this moment, he no longer had the slightest bit of toughness he had before.
There was no way! The old man's deterrence at home was too strong. Luo Siqin didn't have the slightest courage to resist in front of her grandfather. She could only find reinforcements.
After all, everyone knows that the old man specializes in treating all kinds of dissatisfaction. There are many children in the family, and there is no one who can say it must be Baoer. Moreover, the old man does not necessarily use violence, and various routines emerge in an endless stream. Just the trick of copying books has been repeated many times.
It's not fun to use, and the books copied are different for each child.
Luo Zhixin: "Don't worry, I'll be there tomorrow morning."
After hanging up the phone, Luo Zhixin couldn't express her feelings.
The husband saw it and asked, "What's going on?"
Luo Zhixin: "What else can I do? I was punished by the old man to copy books. He said that if he didn't finish copying, he wouldn't have to eat."
Father Luo breathed a sigh of relief. In his opinion, copying books was still okay, and it was better than being beaten. Little did he know that the children at home would rather be beaten than copy books.
"This can be regarded as a lesson to her... I think my father will not really forbid her to eat..." Father Luo said.
"Yeah." Luo Zhixin nodded and said, "But I still have to go see her tomorrow morning..."
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"Dragon leader, eldest sister, I have received the latest news. Jiuzhi was plotted by his subordinate Ya Chaju. All his elite soldiers were killed and injured, and he himself was admitted to the hospital."
In the mansion in Clear Water Bay, Guo Baozhu and his younger brother Guo Baolong were sitting on the big sofa. Opposite the coffee table was a chubby middle-aged man who was bending over to give a report.
"That is to say, Nine Fingers is not dead!" Guo Baozhu had a look of displeasure on his face.
"This guy's life is really big. According to reliable information, when the fire brigade found him, the yard in Erwazigou was full of fire, even the house was burned down, and there was thick smoke inside. He hid in embarrassment
I lost my life in the basement," the middle-aged man said.
"The dead are just some cats and dogs, what's the use!" Guo Baozhu said.
It's not hard for anyone to hear the disappointment in her tone, right? With such a big move, if she could know some information in advance, she would definitely kill Brother Nine Fingers directly, leaving no chance for anyone to survive.
It's just a pity that the inner ghost Yachaju is dead now, so it will be difficult for him to pull these tricks again.
The middle-aged man did not say anything. After a moment, Guo Baozhu said: "How is Da Tian San's condition? Is the injury serious?"
"He was thrown off the ring by Zhang Han. When he left, it didn't seem to be a big problem. But... looking back, his younger brothers all said today that Da Tian San has been lying on the bed all day and hasn't gotten up yet...
It seems that the injury is quite serious..." the middle-aged man said.
"Ha..." Guo Baozhu chuckled and said: "According to the previous report, Zhang Han clearly showed mercy and used the rules to throw Datian San out of the ring. Otherwise, he could have knocked Datian San out of the ring.
Fight to death... Although we and Sanshan don't fight in the ring many times, no matter who wins, every time it doesn't take most of the opponent's life..."
"This...is indeed..." the middle-aged man said.
"I won't be as stupid as Nine Fingers and leave a time bomb beside me." Guo Baozhu's voice became colder.
Hearing this, the middle-aged man quickly said: "Sister, Da Tian San is the number one beater in the Galaxy Association. If his life is taken because of a single failure, it is inevitable that some people will be dissatisfied. If you lose, you will die. This is absolutely true.
Not a good sign..."
"I understand this truth, so I don't plan to kill him directly. You let people publicize Datiansan's defeat first, and make his reputation bad. In the future, whether to kill him or keep him for use, let's talk...
..." Guo Baozhu said calmly.
No matter how good you are at fighting, no matter what achievements you have made in the past, everything is of no use in front of people's words. Guo Baozhu is well versed in the so-called "people's mouth makes gold". If you want to destroy someone, you don't have to kill him directly.
, this kind of slander by public opinion is even more heart-wrenching.
"Understood... I will ask people to increase their efforts to publicize this matter... Say whatever you want to say..." the middle-aged man said.
