My wife is a squeamish bag

Chapter 172
Abbey is very pleased with the powerful functions attached to the eyes today.

As a scientific researcher, his ability to accept cutting-edge technological products is comparable to others.

The only thing she worries about is whether this thing will have any side effects. After all, it is only an experimental product that should exist in the theoretical stage.

But it's useless to worry, she can't take it out.

Even if it can be taken out, as far as her original high myopia of close to [-] degrees is concerned, it is not much different from being completely blind.

After thinking everything through, An Beibei hurried back happily, it was time for lunch.

As a result, as soon as I got off the slope, I heard a noise coming from a distance.

She looked up, and it turned out that it was Mingyou who had a conflict with a chubby boy.

"I'm not wrong, your father is just a wimp watching livestock!"

"You bullshit!"

Mingyou raised his immature fist and rushed towards the chubby dun'er.

Not to be outdone, the little chubby dun'er arrogantly knocked Mingyou to the ground by virtue of his weight advantage, took advantage of the opportunity to ride on Mingyou, and swung his fist to smash him down.

There were two children next to him booing and cheering, "Oh, kill him, kill your useless son!"

Jiaxuan was so frightened that she burst into tears.

An Beibei was startled, rushed over and shouted, "Stop!"

Hearing the sound, the chubby dun'er turned around, and Mingyou took the opportunity to resist, but due to his limited physical strength, he failed to turn over successfully. Instead, the chubby dun'er's whole body was suppressed, unable to move, and his whole face was flushed with difficulty breathing.

"Let him go!"

An Beibei hurried forward to pull the chubby guy away, but she couldn't pull it away, so she raised her hand and grabbed his ear.

Fat Duner suffered from pain, and finally got up howling.

"Where is the injury? Is there any discomfort?"

An Beibei hurriedly helped Mingyou up, and asked anxiously.

Mingyou shook his head with red eyes, his small mouth was tightly pursed, and his whole body trembled slightly.

"Brother, Huhu."

Jiaxuan ran over crying, Mingyou quickly took her hand, wiped her tears while coaxing softly: "Jiaxuan doesn't cry, brother doesn't hurt."

"Who are you? How dare you pull my ear, believe it or not, let my father beat you to death?"

Little Chubby Dun'er is only six or seven years old, and he should be very cute with his tiger head and tiger brain, but his arrogant appearance is really unlikable.

"I don't believe it! If you are capable, call your father here now. I want to see what kind of father he is who can teach such a bastard son like you!" An Beibei said angrily.

"My father is Jing Baichang!"

"I don't care if your father has a long neck or a long face, it's not the godfather's fault, if you call your father, you must apologize to my family Mingyou!"

Of course, An Beibei would not attack a six or seven-year-old child, but it is an unshirkable responsibility to raise the child to be such a parent, and it must not be tolerated.

Moreover, Mingyou has suffered such a great grievance, if he doesn't uphold justice for him today, I'm afraid it will leave an indelible wound on his young heart.

"Why? His father is a wimp, and I'm not wrong!"

"Why is his father so useless? Did he eat your rice or drink your soup? Or went to your house to beg for food?"

"His father is afraid that he will not be a soldier if he dies. He would rather go to see the livestock. He smells like horse dung!"

The chubby dun'er looked contemptuously, and every sentence pierced his heart.

It is not difficult to guess that he must have listened to the gossip of his family or people around him before he uttered such insulting words.

Mingyou's eyes were full of anger, and his small fists were clenched tightly. If An Beibei hadn't been holding his hand, he might have rushed up again.

(End of this chapter)