Chapter 102 The surly schoolmaster is a sick girl 7
Zhao Liping didn't seem to hear Bai Yuan's words and bent down to pick up the eggs.
There are still a lot of eggs in it, so we can't waste them.
"Zhao Liping, can't you hear me calling you? Get here quickly!"
The egg I just picked up was so frightened that I dropped it from my hand.
Zhao Liping didn't care about the eggs and came to Bai Yuan. She didn't dare to delay, because every time she delayed, she would get a severe beating in return.
Sure enough, Bai Yuan was holding a feather duster. As soon as he saw her, the feather duster in his hand swung towards her with a sound of wind. Zhao Liping closed her eyes subconsciously.
"Dad, what are you doing?"
Hearing Jinse's voice, Zhao Liping turned around hurriedly: "Jinse, don't come in."
Then he explained to Bai Yuan in a hurried tone: "I ate the eggs. Jinse didn't eat them. If I want to beat you, then beat me."
The strange thing was that the feather duster hung in the air and did not fall for a long time. Bai Yuan stared at the door, his eyes widened, his pupils protruding, and his whole body trembled like chaff.
Jinse's smile became even sweeter: "Dad is hungry, does he still want to eat?"
As she spoke, her eyes glanced at the rags in the trash can intentionally or unintentionally.
The smell of pot water seemed to reappear in Bai Yuan's mouth. He was so disgusted that he took a deep breath from his stomach and burped.
Zhao Liping stared blankly at the feather duster in Bai Yuan's hand, but she still hadn't come back to her senses.
He stopped fighting?
Jinse took Zhao Liping's hand and tilted her head to look at Bai Yuan, her black grape-like eyes filled with the unique innocence of a child.
"Mom, dad must have eaten secretly. You can see that he has burped. Let's go eat first."
"I did not eat.
Bai Yuan hurriedly explained, but the next second he heard the crisp voice again.
"What are you going to do, Dad?"
Jinse's eyes rolled around, and her unique tiger fangs were exposed on one side, shining brightly in the sun.
Bai Yuan suddenly wasn't hungry anymore.
The moment he retracted his hand, he realized that he still had a feather duster in his hand. He had an idea, smiled ingratiatingly, and patted it on his body.
"I found something dirty on my body, please scan it."
Jinse said leisurely: "Then daddy must pat it carefully and use a little force, otherwise the dirty things will not fall off."
Bai Yuan obeyed and applied force, and the swishing sound turned into a snapping sound.
"Push harder."
The snapping sound escalated into a banging sound.
Jinse curled her lips, with all her fangs exposed on both sides, like a porcelain doll, and clapped her hands in praise.
"Dad is so awesome."
Bai Yuan was about to cry but had no tears. There were red marks on his arms. It hurt, it hurt!
"You guys, hush..." Bai Yuan grinned in pain and forced out a ferocious smile, "I'm not hungry, you can go eat and don't worry about me."
Zhao Liping counted the red marks on Bai Yuan's body, which were messy in the wind.
Was he so angry that he even hit himself?
In a daze, Jinse took Zhao Liping's hand.
"Mom, let's go back and eat."
Zhao Liping couldn't help but glance at Bai Yuan again, and when she met his violent eyes, she trembled with fright and walked away with Jin Se.
After leaving the house, Zhao Liping was thinking about the eggs on the ground, picked them up, rinsed them, and put them in her bowl.
He blamed himself: "It's all my fault, the good eggs fell away, tonight..."
She wanted to say that she would do it tonight, but two eggs a day was indeed a luxury, so she changed her words.
"Tomorrow, we will do it again at noon tomorrow."
When Zhao Liping rinsed the eggs, Jinse did not stop her. She knew that if the eggs had not fallen on the ground, she would definitely not eat them.
Although there is no smell after rinsing it, at least it has some nutrition.
After thinking about it, Jinse's little face was full of seriousness: "Mom, did you think Dad's reaction before was weird?"
Zhao Liping agreed: "Indeed." He didn't even hit her.
Jinse lowered her voice: "Dad looks like he's suffering from mental illness."
"Mental illness?" Zhao Liping was surprised, "But he doesn't look like that."
These days, the name mental illness is not common. In many places, electric shock is even a treatment method for mental illness.
Ordinary people's first impression of mental illness is that of crazy people with disheveled hair on the streets.
Jinse shook her little head: "No, the teacher said that not all mentally ill people are crazy, some of them look normal."
"But they will behave differently than usual," she suddenly approached Zhao Liping and said matter-of-factly, "and they will also fabricate things that are obviously lies. In serious cases, they may even hurt themselves."
Zhao Liping panicked: "What should we do?"
I couldn't move in the first place, but now I'm still mentally ill. Isn't this waiting to be laid off?
Jinse gave her some advice: "You can't stimulate a mentally ill person. You have to follow what he says. No matter how false what he says sounds, you pretend to agree with it."
"But it's best to stay away from him. Mental patients are prone to violence."
"If he wants to hit you, you must hit him, and hit him hard."
Zhao Liping couldn't help but retort: "How can this be done? He is the head of the family, and he is still your father."
At this point, everyone in the family is better than him.
A flash of disdain flashed in Jinse's eyes, and she said obediently:
"Mom, don't you want Dad to get better? They say good medicine is bitter in taste and good for the disease. The process of treating a disease must be painful. This is called fighting poison with poison."
Zhao Liping was stunned. Is the treatment so painful?
Jinse said forcefully: "Just listen to me. For some diseases, the doctor still needs to operate on the patient. What's wrong with two injections?"
The more Zhao Liping listened, the more it made sense.
If her daughter studies so well, she must know a lot more. She must listen to her daughter.
"Then next time, I'll give you a dozen?"
Jinse was in a happy mood, even the tip of her ponytail kept swaying behind her back.
"Hit, you must hit hard."
After dinner, Zhao Liping wanted to wash the dishes, but Jin Se's ears twitched slightly and her eyes darkened.
She stopped Zhao Liping and said, "Mom, I'll just wash the dishes. You've had a hard day, go and have a rest."
Zhao Liping was so pleased that she declined the offer twice and had no choice but to go back to her room to rest.
Watching Zhao Liping enter, Jinse turned around and climbed up the wall of the next door, which was the Shen family.
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"Shen Li, it's okay if you don't pay back the money you owe, and you still encourage your son to beat my people. Just look at what's going to happen today!"
A tall, bald man with a big face and thick neck was holding the thin man by the collar in a menacing manner, followed by about ten people.
The man couldn't resist, so he hung his feet in the air and grinned a flattering smile.
"My mother-in-law has gone out. I will pay her back when she earns money. As for that boy who caused trouble, you can just take him away. I will never stop him."
"However, you have to see how much it can sell for. Brothers, give me a share and give me the rest."
"Huh?" The bald man looked at the man and said, "Shen Li, are you drinking again or are you gambling so much that you have to sell your own son?"
"Bah!" Shen Li glanced at Shen Hao who was caught, with disdain on his face, "It's not like you don't know what his mother did. It doesn't matter whether the child was kissed or not."
Shen Hao's eyes were fierce and he was pinned to the ground by two sturdy men. He struggled several times and was unable to move.
Just then, several rounds of applause sounded.
Everyone looked around after hearing the sound and found Jinse sitting on the wall.