Too bad, I was treated as a negative teaching material by Zongmen

Song Yizhi turned his head decisively.

This unfortunate kid Yi Yue really deserves to be beaten!

Beat him hard!

Feng Canglin looked at her daughter who turned a blind eye, feeling extremely helpless.

But if he interfered, Song Luo's temper would definitely hit him as well.

Forget it, a dead Taoist friend is not a poor Taoist.

Feng Canglin ignored it and watched Song Luo pick up bamboo sticks and beat her daughter and children together.

Fortunately, Feng Yi'an helped her sister get hit a few times, otherwise Song Yiyue would have to get hit several more times.

Looking at her tearful daughter, Song Luo beat her twice more and then stopped.

Feng Yian turned around and looked at Song Yiyue, who was trying to stop crying, and said in a gentler voice, "Does it hurt?"

Song Yiyue wanted to shake her head and deny it, but under her brother's gentle gaze, she finally nodded and admitted.

Although the mother restrained herself a little, it was really painful to pull out each bamboo stick.

She would never dare to do it again!

If anything happens in the future, she will definitely open her mouth.

Feng Yianwen said gently, "Let my sister-in-law check your wound tonight and apply medicine."

"I want my sister to give me medicine!" After saying that, Song Yiyue looked at her sister with tears in her eyes.

Song Yizhi curled his eyes and smiled. Just when Song Yiyue thought his sister was about to agree, her gentle voice was extremely ruthless and said, "No time."

Song Yiyue really wanted to cry, but she tried to hold it back.

Looking at the extremely aggrieved little girl, Song Yizhi snorted, "You have a mouth but you act like a mute. You still don't believe in your relatives. It hurts."

Song Yiyue cried.

Feng Yian looked at Song Yizhi helplessly.

Finally, Huaizhu came after hearing the sound and patiently coaxed Song Yiyue.

When Song Yiyue had cried enough, Huaizhu pulled her into the room to look at the wound and apply medicine.

Song Yizhi looked at his second brother and asked with concern, "Does it hurt? I see you gave her a few blows."

Feng Yian shook her head, then turned to look at her mother, "Mom used some strength when she hit me. It doesn't hurt."

"The skin is rough and the flesh is thick." Song Luo said calmly.

Feng Yian was a little helpless.

Mother is like this, she doesn't mean what she says.

"We were chatting in the kitchen before and didn't pay attention to what was going on here. Why did you suddenly hit Yiyue?" Feng Yian asked curiously.

Song Luo sneered.

Feng Canglin looked at the person who wanted to quarrel with her, silently stretched out his hand to cover her mouth, and then said to her son, "Ask Yi Yue why she alienated us."

Feng Yian's heart felt slightly cold, and the expression on her face fluctuated a bit.

Song Luo patted Feng Canglin's hand away without any gentleness.

"Brother, I think you would definitely beat up Yiyue if you found out." Song Yizhi said, and then waved to his brother to come over and sit down.

Feng Yian came over and sat down, looking curiously at the gloating little girl.

"You are a god. You live in the temple all the year round. You don't see Yiyue very often. Every time you see Yiyue, you ask about Yiyue's practice and urge her to practice. She thinks you are dissatisfied with her poor talent and insufficient cultivation, and then you alienate her. You." After Song Yizhi finished speaking, he raised his hands.

Feng Yian:? ? ?

He almost believed it.

"I urge Yi Yue to practice because she is so capable of getting into trouble." Feng Yian opened her mouth to wash away her scapegoat, "We can't protect her for a while, but she is most reliable only if she is too strong. Moreover, let If she practices more, it will prevent her from getting into trouble, right?"

After finishing speaking, Feng Yian turned to look at her mother, "Mom, lend me your bamboo stick."

Dislike her?

If he dislikes her, are her life-saving magic weapons given by ghosts?

This unfortunate kid deserves a beating.

The corners of Song Yizhi's mouth twitched slightly, and then they rose crazily. Song Luo happily took out the bamboo stick and handed it over.

Feng Canlin stopped him symbolically, and then watched his son go to settle the score with the unlucky child.

Compared with them, Yi'an has put a lot of effort into Yiyue because Yi'an knows the relationship between him and Song Luo. He is afraid that Yiyue will think too much, so he will pay more attention to Yiyue, but as Yiyue becomes inexplicably alienated , fear, Yi An is chilling and sad.

Now that he knows Yi Yue's reason for alienating him, Yi An will definitely be angry.

It's okay, Yi Yue's kid is thick-skinned and thick-skinned, he just needs another beating.

Song Yiyue, who had just finished taking the medicine, looked horrified when she saw her second brother standing at the door with a bamboo stick in his hand.

isn't it? !

Song Yiyue quickly grabbed her sister-in-law's sleeve and said tremblingly, "Second, second brother, what are you doing?"

"Stop calling me Phoenix God?" Feng Yian said with a strange expression, "Keep calling me."

Song Yiyue's eyes were still a little red from crying just now, and those red eyes looked at her second brother pitifully.

"Yi'an, the child is really old after all." Huaizhu advised in a gentle voice.

Just when Song Yiyue looked at his sister-in-law with moved eyes, Huaizhu said again, "Take a few less hits."

After he finished speaking, Huai Zhu took out his sleeves and said, "I'm going to the kitchen to see how Yi Heng's dishes are doing."

Song Yiyue looked at her gentle sister-in-law and walked away with determination.

Finally, Song Yiyue's howling sound attracted Shen Yiping from the kitchen.

Seeing the little girl who was beaten by Feng Yi'an and running around the yard, Shen Yiping looked at Song Yizhi and saw that she was gloating about her misfortune. She was silent for a moment and turned back to the kitchen.

When Rong Yueyuan came back with Yuyu, he saw Song Yiyue running up the tree.

?

Looking at Song Yiyue who was crying miserably while hugging the tree trunk, Rong Yueyuan was a little confused.

He just walked for a while, what happened?

Feng Yian, who was standing under the tree, looked at her sister like this and laughed angrily, "Come down."

"I don't!" After Song Yiyue finished speaking, she hugged the tree trunk and cried, "I have no face to see anyone! Wuwuwu..., I want to file a lawsuit! Second brother, you are so cruel! My butt hurts!! Wuwuwu... …”

Song Luo took some dried fruits from her precious daughter and ate them while watching.

Seeing Rong Yueyuan's confused look, Song Yizhi waved to him.

Rong Yueyuan walked over and bent down under Song Yizhi's gaze.

Song Yizhi leaned forward and whispered, "This unlucky child was beaten first by his mother, and now he's beaten by his brother."

"The Demon Emperor didn't take action?" Rong Yueyuan asked.

The couple's low-pitched conversation reached Song Yiyue's ears, and she suddenly cried louder.

After Song Yisui cleaned himself up, he opened the door. As soon as he opened the door, he saw his sister on the tree and his brother under the tree.

Seeing Song Yiyue hugging the tree trunk and crying miserably, Song Yisui's brain became confused.

Wasn't the way he opened the door wrong?

"Come." Song Luo said to her youngest son.

Song Yisui walked up and immediately saluted the elders to say hello.

"You must not imitate that unlucky child. If you have any problems, you must communicate with us, otherwise you will end up like that." After Song Luo and Yao Zi finished talking, their eyes fell on Song Yiyue.

Song Yisui nodded, "Don't worry, mother, I'm not as easy to deceive as she is."

"Song Yisui, you stinky boy, who do you think is easy to cheat!" Song Yiyue was so angry that she jumped down and wanted to come over and beat her brother, but she forgot about her second brother under the tree.

Therefore, when Song Yiyue came down, he was hit by another bamboo stick.

Seeing Song Yiyue jumping up and down after being beaten, Song Yizui wanted to laugh, but in the end he held back.

Forget it, she was already in such misery, she might as well endure it, and then laugh at her harshly afterwards. (End of chapter)