Chapter 557

Before catching up, Xi Muqiao has already dragged Jing into the study, and then slammed the door, the loud voice scared Qiao Mu a shiver.

She twisted the handle of the door and found the door locked. She sighed and fell on the door to listen to the sound inside.

Although she usually eats Xi Muqiao to death, she seldom interferes with the education of children. All four children are taught by simuccio alone.

Usually, when he was teaching children, she seldom intervened.

However, Jingyu is an exception. This child can do it since he was a child. Xi Muqiao almost cleans up the mess behind his butt almost every week.

So every time Xi Muqiao taught him a very strict lesson, which made her a mother's heart beat.

It's almost a matter of tidying up a meal and taking care of it for three days.

After listening to the old for a while, she didn't hear Jing Yu's general voice of killing pigs. She was a little strange.

The child was able to cry and cry for help, but there was no movement this time.

Jing Yu didn't want to howl, but was frightened by his father's gloomy anger. He had made trouble before, but his father was not as angry as this time.

He clung to the wall as if he could get into it.

Xi Muqiao looked at his son for a moment, suddenly opened his mouth, "come here."

Jing encounter was scared almost cry, back out of a cold sweat, dare not dally, hurriedly two steps to run forward, "Dad."

"Go to the wall of the little black room and see me again when you understand."

Jing meets the eyelid to jump, this is over? Didn't scold him or hit him?

"Dad?"

Xi Muqiao lightly swept his one eye, the face is still black, "want to be beaten?"

"No, no, No Jing met the head shaking and rattle, turned and ran outside the door.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw Qiao Mu standing in front of the door.

See him come out, Qiao Mu quickly pulled him, looked at several times, "son smash, how, your father has hit you? Where did you hit? Why didn't you shout? Did you stop your mouth? "

After hearing this, Xi Muqiao, who came out after him, took her little hand and pulled her aside. Looking at Jing Yu, she said, "do you want me to personally send you there?"

Hearing this, Jing Qian ran away.

Running to the living room, he did not forget to sign to his three younger brothers and sisters.

Elder brother, I've gone to the wall to think about it. Don't forget to send me food!!!

"Why do you punish him again? There are still injuries on your little face!" Qiao Mu some worry, full of free to Xi Muqiao's hand, want to follow the past to have a look.

"Don't go."

"That's my son. Why don't I go? He's been bullied outside. You'll punish him when he comes back. How miserable the child is!"

Xi Muqiao silently pinched his eyebrows and said, "you underestimate him. He has always bullied others. When has he been bullied! You know that his son of the Han family is blocking people in the Hutong today. He even called Jing Qian. Jing Qian is not very sharp. If something happens, you will regret it. "

He nodded Qiao Mu's eyebrows and said solemnly.

Qiao Mu opened his hand, "so serious, how many people are there?"

"Seven."

"Ours?"

"Four."

Qiao Mu hit a ring finger, happy, "I know my son will not lose, you can rest assured, Jing Yu although mischievous, still have a sense of propriety, you don't always be so strict with him."

Xi Muqiao was speechless.

"How defeated a loving mother! If that boy is as obedient as Jingchen, I still waste so much heart? I'm not angry Jing Qian causing trouble. It doesn't matter if a boy makes trouble. I'm worried about his character. "

"Since childhood, he refused to accept defeat and was stubborn. He couldn't tolerate a grain of sand in his eyes. He would not yield at all. He would fight with others if he didn't agree with each other. His impulsive temper will suffer in the future."

Qiaomu took the initiative to lead his hand, and they went downstairs together. "Don't worry, boys, it's not all like this. My son's character is not bad, and his personality is defective. When he grows up, he will naturally be restrained."

Three little guys stand in line under the stairs, watching their parents go downstairs, calling for their parents.

Xi Muqiao is a standard daughter slave. She walks toward the living room with a baby in one hand, leaving Jingchen standing alone and calling for mummy.

Qiao Mu stretched out his hand and held him, "baby, remember to send rice to my brother for a while. Forget it. Don't let your sister and sister go. You won't get angry when your father catches you."

"All right, Mommy."

Jingchen is seven years old. Her eyebrows are more like Qiao mu, but her personality is like Xi Muqiao. She is a young gentleman and looks like a little adult.

Qiao Mu never makes children feel that they are not valued at home.

Xi Muqiao dotes on her daughter and is strict with her son. On the contrary, she dotes on her son and is strict with her daughter. After all, there are many children in the family, and every child's psychology should be taken into account.Jingyu's small black house is in the auxiliary building behind the main building of Linlang Bay. Because there are not so many people in Linlang Bay, it is free for the time being, so it has become a small black room for Jingyu from small to large.

He heard from his father that this was where Mommy had made a mistake.

But he didn't believe it. When my father listened to Mommy's words, he would like to hold her in his arms as soon as she shed tears. How could he let mommy come to this inner wall?

He quickly ran to the back of the sofa in the corner, knelt on the ground and took out a box of milk from the bottom of the sofa

After a fight, I was scared by my father and didn't dare to drink water. I'm thirsty!

Fortunately, he was ready to kiss his mother.

An hour and a half later.

The door of the room was knocked three times, and then XiaoCong Hua came in with something, "brother, Mommy asked me to give you food, eat quickly, and wanwan is playing in the door."

“……”

In the main building, Qiao Mu collapsed on the sofa and hummed, "Xi Muqiao, my waist is sour, please rub it for me."

The man dotes to sit in the past, big hand is not light not heavy to give her to rub waist.

"My legs are sour."

Simuccio began to pinch her legs again.

Qiao Mu lying on the sofa secretly thought, big hit should eat now, she still want to delay time.

Five minutes later, Xi Muqiao got up, "I'm going to see Jing Yu."

Qiao Mu a listen, this can not be, quickly up, a embrace his strong waist, "Alas, husband, his face wall, you don't disturb him."