Old Man Su and Mrs. Su looked at Magistrate Zheng with embarrassed expressions.
My own child beat someone else's son until his nose was bruised, his face was swollen, and his nose was bleeding. This was really... embarrassing.
"Er Pan, tell me! What's going on? Why are you beating people?!" Old Man Su asked angrily.
Beating up the county magistrate's son is a shame!
If the county magistrate takes the blame, even a beating will be lenient.
Erpan pursed her lips, pinched her neck, and remained stubbornly silent.
But the eyes he looked at the little boy were full of contempt.
It's really embarrassing for boys to complain to adults when they fight!
The little boy, Zheng Yuanzheng, stopped crying when he received Er Pan's look.
When Old Man Su saw his grandson's stubborn look, he immediately stepped on his shoes.
"Little bastard, if you don't tell me, your legs will be broken!"
However, thinking that it would be indecent to take off my shoes in front of the county magistrate, I could only greet him with a slap in the face.
"Pop!"
Erpan received two slaps on his little buttocks.
"Say it or not?!" Old Man Su shouted sharply.
After saying that, he raised his hand again.
It is impossible for the little sugar baby to let Er Pan continue to be beaten.
These two symbolic slaps were meant to give an explanation to the county magistrate.
After all, after beating someone else’s son so badly, it’s not okay for him to say that he didn’t do it at all.
What's more, they are still other people's children who are fighting in a group.
Therefore, I can only feel sorry for my nephew and compensate him later.
Anyway, his father has always been protective of his young son, and there is no way he would hit his grandson ruthlessly, just for show.
"Dad, don't fight." The little sugar baby thought to himself and quickly stepped forward to stop his father.
"Good girl, let's go play for a while, okay?" Old Man Su faced his little girl and his tone immediately softened.
The little sugar baby shook his little head desperately to express his refusal.
She is very determined to protect her second nephew.
Old Man Su had a helpless expression on his face, and looked at the county magistrate with a guilty conscience.
Magistrate Zheng's face was dark.
His son was beaten like this by a group of country kids. As a father, how could he not feel distressed and angry at the same time?
Not punishing these people immediately and giving them a chance has proven that they are upright officials.
As soon as Old Man Su saw Magistrate Zheng's expression, he knew he had to continue fighting.
So, he winked at Mrs. Su and motioned to take the little sugar baby away.
Although Mrs. Su felt sorry for her grandson, she also knew that as long as Magistrate Zheng did not spit out his words, her grandson would have to continue to be beaten.
At this time, not only Old Man Su wanted to teach Er Pan a lesson, but even the village chief and others were so frightened that their faces changed when they heard that their children had beaten the county magistrate's son, and they hurried over.
Everyone was frightened and knelt down to apologize to Magistrate Zheng.
Then, he raised his hand to hit his own child.
If you beat the county magistrate's son, isn't this asking for death?!
The little sugar baby cannot let so many children get beaten.
After all, the reason was her concise and concise explanation.
I hope that those two slaps will be enough for the county magistrate, so that others will not have to be beaten.
"He, he's talking about me, my concubine!" Xiao Tangbao angrily complained to Old Man Su.
"Concubine?" Old man Su had a look of confusion on his face, not knowing what he meant.
Wanglai was furious, pointed at the beaten Zheng Yuanzheng, and said, "He made the sugar baby drink swill!"
Everyone, "..."
Old man Su's face turned dark.
Even if the other party is the son of the county magistrate, he cannot let his daughter drink swill!
At this time, Erpan forgot about the two slaps he had just received, and said very loudly: "He dared to let my little aunt drink swill, and I beat him! I beat him until he cried for father and mother!"
Zheng Yuanzheng’s father, Magistrate Zheng, “…”
"Zheng'er, tell me clearly what's going on? Why are you bullying Fuya?" Magistrate Zheng asked with a sullen face.
Zheng Yuanzheng's face was filled with grievances. He wiped away his tears and said with sobs: "I didn't let Fuya drink swill. She is my concubine. Even if I don't give her meat, I definitely won't eat it myself."
Meat, give her swill to drink."
As soon as Zheng Yuanzheng finished speaking, the expressions of everyone in the room changed.
We are all adults, but unlike these children, we don't understand anything.
For Zheng Yuanzheng to say such a thing, it must have been something the adults in his family said.