The little dumpling is five and a half years old, which made his father so angry that his head split

Li Yuanchao wanted to pat his daughter again, but she nimbly dodged it.

Li Tian turned around, made a face, and ran back to her room.

"Uncle, yesterday morning, Tian Tian gave Guo Lin a good beating for talking bad about you."

Is your little girl so protective of him?

Li Yuanchao was secretly delighted.

"Is Tian Tian alright?"

When he came back last night, Li Tian was already asleep, and he didn't even get a chance to talk to her.

"Tian Tian completely dominated Guo Lin, slapping his butt with a pool paddle."

A pool paddle to spank your butt?!

Guo Lin's father probably wouldn't want to discipline his child like that.

Li Yuanchao laughed a few times in a very unkind way.

As expected of his daughter.

After only one year of training, his combat power has increased dramatically.

"Tian Tian, ​​you're amazing! You're incredible!"

Li Tian snorted.

He shoved the schoolbag into Li Yuanchao's hand, straightened his back, and walked out.

Li Yuanchao obediently followed, carrying his schoolbag.

After catching up with his daughter, Li Yuanchao didn't forget to share his experience as someone who had been through it all.

"Girl, the weapon you found is good, and the place you hit is right. The flesh there is thick, so even if the skin is torn and bleeding, it won't leave any serious injuries."

Li Tian listened with pride, in a good mood.

Parents who support their children without hindering them are quite rare.

If Li Yuanchao dares to say that she shouldn't have hit him, then she will definitely not stand up for him again if she encounters a similar situation next time.

Hitting someone is also quite tiring.

"Li Yuanchao, you should also discipline your daughter at home. She beat my son's bottom so badly that it's swollen and he can't even sit up."

Since Guo Lin's mother came for Li Yuanchao.

Li Tian remained silent.

"What kids don't fight? My daughter's hand is swollen too, she can't even write. Which do you think is more serious?"

"It's so difficult to even carry a schoolbag now."

Guo Lin's mother was so angry she almost jumped up.

She never expected that Li Yuanchao, a grown man, could be so good at arguing.

If he had said something conciliatory, the matter would have been over.

They still insist on attacking the scapegoat.

She was already angry, and then she got even angrier.

"Li Tian, ​​hold out your hand, I want to see if it's swollen!"

Li Tian naturally wouldn't obediently reach out.

Her hands are perfectly fine; if she just stretched them out, she'd slap Li Yuanchao in the face.

"Auntie, the fight happened yesterday, let bygones be bygones."

"My hand was swollen yesterday, shouldn't we get it treated?"

"Looking at the hands now doesn't tell the whole story."

When Guo Lin's mother realized she couldn't win the argument, she tried to grab Li Tian's hand herself.

Could Li Tian just stand there like an idiot?

Of course not.

"Brother, carry my schoolbag for me."

By the time the voices reached them, the person had already vanished.

"Your daughter doesn't look injured at all. Look at my son, he can barely walk."

Guo Lin's walking posture is really hard to describe.

It's like dragging a useless leg as you move.

Li Yuanchao held back his laughter.

"The child is like this, why don't you carry him on your back?"

"Oh, that's true. You, a woman, might not be able to carry it. But what about Weimin? How can he neglect his family like this? He's always busy with work."

"I'm sorry, I haven't fully recovered yet, so I can't help you with this."

After handing the schoolbag to Li Zilong, Li Yuanchao turned around and started walking back.

Her steps were light and swift, like a shooting star.

No matter what unpleasant things Guo Lin's mother said, he couldn't hear them anymore.

Li Zilong picked up his schoolbag and chased after Li Tian, ​​who had run far away.

Only Guo Lin and his mother, both furious, remained on the road.

Guo Lin's mother not only didn't get her revenge, but she became even angrier.

Guo Lin was even angrier, not only at the shamelessness of the Li family father and daughter, but also at his mother's cowardice.

"Why did you provoke them? You can't win an argument, and you can't beat them in a fight!"

"It's just making us a laughingstock."

Hearing this, Guo Lin's mother finally had a way to vent her anger.

"Who did I do this for? I just wanted to stand up for you, and not only do you not appreciate it, you're blaming me!"

Guo Lin wouldn't budge an inch.

"If it's not your fault, whose fault is it?!"

"You don't work, and you can't even take care of me properly. I'm going to complain to Grandpa."

Guo Lin's mother shook her big, wavy hair and pointed at Guo Lin.

"Go ahead and sue, go ahead and sue right now."

"If your grandfather doesn't like me, do you think he would like you? We are one."

"If you don't work hard, how can I gain status through my son? If I had known it would turn out like this, I shouldn't have agreed to stay at home in the first place."

Guo Lin pursed his lips.

"You're just an opera singer, and you managed to marry into the Guo family, all because of your face."

"Even if you don't take care of me, I won't starve to death."

"No matter how successful I become, you'll still just be an opera singer. Besides, you haven't practiced for years; can you even perform on stage anymore?"

"If you leave the Guo family now, you won't even be considered a performer anymore."

Guo Lin's mother wanted to argue, but she shut up when she saw the figure.

He went over and became Guo Lin's walking stick.

Everyone envies her for marrying well, but who can understand the mistreatment she suffered?

Even her own son looked down on her.

"Xiaojun, do you see your mother this way too?"

Although she didn't hear the whole thing, Dujuan caught the sharp conversation between the mother and son.

They don't look like a mother and son at all.

Yuan Jun quickly grabbed his mother's hand.

"Mom, I never thought that way. I'm so happy to have you by my side."

"Tian Tian doesn't have a mother, and Zi Long and Nan Nan's mothers aren't around either. Compared to them, I'm really happy."

Du Juan felt a warm glow in her heart from her son's respect and affection.

"I will work hard and not let you down."

Yuan Jun rubbed his face against his mother's hand.

"Mom, you should strive for success for yourself, to live the life you love."

"I will study hard and make you proud."

Du Juan turned around and held her son's hand tightly.

In the past, when Du Juan met Guo Lin's fashionable and stylish mother, she would always lower her head in self-consciousness and be too embarrassed to even speak to her.

Of course, Guo Lin's mother wouldn't talk to her either.

They wouldn't even look at her directly.

But now, Dujuan no longer thinks that way.

Guo Lin's mother's aloofness was probably just a facade of dignity.

She has her husband's respect and her son's love, giving her the confidence to stand firmly in the compound.

As long as you live life earnestly, you are no worse than anyone else.

"You heard all of this from Tian Tian, ​​didn't you?"

Yuan Jun chuckled twice, which was his answer.

"Even though you're not classmates anymore, you're still good friends, so be sure to get along well."

"When Tian Tian needs help, you must rush to her aid; you can't just stand by and do nothing."

Yuan Jun was naturally willing to help, but he didn't want his mother to misunderstand Li Tian's abilities.

He wouldn't dare boast that he could teach Guo Lin a lesson like that.

"Mom, Tian Tian is really good now, I might not even be able to beat her."

The news of yesterday's incident has already spread throughout the compound.

It's quite funny to imagine a little girl on top of a boy and spanking him.

When her little daughter grows up, she will have to be raised in the same way.

"A fence needs three posts, and a hero needs three helpers."

"Mom, I've got it."

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A mother and child are connected at heart, but not all mother-child relationships are healthy or normal.

Some are inseparable, while others drift further and further apart.