Chapter 571 A Potion (10)

Yu Guangyao was thirteen years old, and his son had the same bad habits as his father.

In the past, every time the original owner disciplined Yu Guangyao, Grandpa and Grandma Yu felt that the original owner was harming their grandson, so they refused to let her take charge, and even scolded the original owner.

The words "filial piety" made her very painful, not to mention the domestic violence that followed Yu Zhenxing.

Yu Guangyao's hands kept struggling, trying to get rid of Bai Tang's control.

However, Bai Tang's strength was so strong that he couldn't break away at all.

Then he started punching and kicking Baitang.

"Let go, bitch!"

As soon as he said this, Bai Tang slapped his mouth with the cane.

"Yu Guangyao, do you try moving again? Do you try scolding me again?"

Slap his hands, slap his feet, slap his mouth.

This time it was Yu Guangyao's cry that shook the sky.

"I just scolded you. You are just a dead bitch. You always beat me and scold me."

"I hate you so much!"

Bai Tang looked coldly and drew away again.

"If you say something wrong, I will whip you."

Yu Guangyao is very similar to his father, and he also has bad habits.

Bai Tang originally didn't want to take care of Yu Guangyao. If she hadn't considered that her current identity was Yu Guangyao's mother and Yu Guangyao was thirteen years old, she could have restrained and disciplined her more to see if she could pull him back a little to prevent him from becoming a scum in the future. harm other people.

Yu Guangyao was also annoyed and unconvinced: "I'm going to scold you. Grandpa is right. Damn you, you just don't beat me enough."

"Ah!"

Bai Tang sneered and slapped him a few more times.

"Go on."

Bai Tang didn't care what Yu Zhenxing said, she was not his real mother.

Bai Tang beating Yu Guangyao like this made them feel more distressed than beating Yu Zhenxing in front of them.

"You are such a vicious bitch, you would do such a cruel thing to your own son."

"Do you have any snacks?"

"My precious grandson, if you don't cry, grandpa will get it back for you."

In comparison, Yu Zhenxing looked much colder and impatient: "Why are you crying? Are you the only one who was beaten?"

Bai Tang: "..."

In this family, Bai Tang was really speechless and didn't know what to say.

He decisively took the handkerchief and gagged the three of them.

She is now dedicated to dealing with the rebellious son of the original owner. Although it is unlikely, she must at least prevent him from retaliating against society and becoming a scumbag after he goes out. After all, he is the flesh and blood of the original owner who has tried to teach him countless times.

After blocking their mouths, Bai Tang's ears were much clearer.

Holding the cane in his hand, his face was deserted: "Kneel down."

Yu Guangyao stared at Bai Tang unconvinced and angrily, confronting Bai Tang.

"You ask me to kneel, and I will kneel? Why? I just won't kneel to you, damn bitch!"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Bai Tang slapped him in the mouth.

"Does your body hurt? You're a piece of trash."

"How do the words dead trash sound to you?"

"Your angry eyes told me that you were angry that I scolded you like this. But when you scolded your biological mother, you never thought that she would be angry or uncomfortable."

Baitang did not strike lightly. This bastard has to be beaten in pain before he can listen.

"Kneel or not?"

"Yu Guangyao, if you don't kneel today, I have a thousand ways to make you kneel down voluntarily."

"You are also afraid of pain. When your dad hits your mom, you hide, afraid of hurting yourself. But when your mom gets hurt, you follow your dad's lead and kick your mom."

"Okay, don't learn, just learn some rubbish. Your mother was born in ten months of pregnancy and took you through a time when you couldn't be self-sufficient. Is this how you show kindness to her? To cultivate kindness?"

Yu Guangyao began to have more scars on his body.

He was rather thin-skinned and tender, and the original owner was in his thirties. He should have been in the prime of life like a man, but he was very old.