"Will he be beaten to death?" Xiaojie looked at Zhao Baishan, who was in a bad situation with some worry, and said, "If he is beaten to death, we will be imprisoned, not a good boy."
Zhao Baishan breathed a sigh of relief, as long as the little beast is afraid, but—
"No, we are still children, we don't need to go to jail, my mother said, she said that we must teach the bad guys as early as possible, and when we grow up, we can't beat them casually."
The little pig's voice was like the hailstones of the twelfth lunar month, each one hitting Zhao Baishan's heart, causing him to shiver.
Who is this little bastard? How can he teach his children to do things that people set fire to? It's not a joke.
Xiaojie's eyes lit up, "Auntie Ye must be right, then let's beat him up again!"
The two kicked a few more times. Xiaozhu was fine. Xiaojie was exhausted and panting. Zhao Baishan was even worse. He was lying on the ground like a dead fish with his mouth open and closed.
"You can only beat up bad guys, that's a good boy, otherwise it's a bad boy, no one likes it, my mother said it." Xiaozhu added, afraid that Xiaojie would go astray, this is what Ye Qingqing taught him, He will teach his partner.
Xiaojie nodded vigorously, his face flushed with excitement, today is really exciting, it's more fun than hide and seek at home, he definitely doesn't beat good people, he only beats bad people, he will also practice martial arts in the future, like a pig, so that he can Beat up more bad guys.
"How do we get back?" Xiaojie looked at the desolate road and was worried, he would break his leg when he walked back.
The little pig sat on the ground. He was also exhausted, and the wound on his body was aching, but he resisted it. Mom and Dad were not there. He was a man and couldn't cry.
"My mother will definitely come pick us up, I'll leave a mark."
Xiaojie's eyes became admiring, "What are you keeping? Buttons? It's always played like this on TV."
The little pig's expression suddenly became twisted, and he moved quietly, hesitatingly said: "No, I don't have the time to pull the buttons."
When Zhao Baishan collided, he instinctively got into the underside of the car. Fortunately, he practiced the exercises since he was a child, and his body is very flexible and soft, so he was able to save himself from danger, but because he was holding something with both hands, he could only throw it at the fork in the road. Soak in urine, pants are still wet.
The two of them sat for a while, and then they recovered a little. Xiaojie looked at the grandparents in the car with a complicated expression. He was actually very delicate and had a high IQ. Now that he calmed down, he quickly analyzed the matter. After passing, I also know that my grandparents were not at ease at first, but my grandma suddenly changed her mind later.
"My mother is here!" The little pig jumped up happily A black spot in the distance was getting closer and closer, it was Ye Qingqing, she caught up.
"Mom... Mom... I'm here!"
The little pig beckoned as he ran, Ye Qingqing also saw the little guy, jumping alive, his heart fell completely, and the security guard next to him was about to pop out his eyes. Where did this kid come from?
Obviously he saw the car hit the child with his own eyes, why is there nothing at all?
Ye Qingqing stopped the car, hugged the little pig, checked it up and down, and let out a sigh of relief, but there were flesh wounds on his hands and feet, and a lot of blood was shed, the little guy still suffered.
"Mom...it hurts..." Little Pig stretched out his **** little hand to act coquettishly, his eyes misty.
"Little pig is so brave, he's the best man, the pain won't hurt when mom gets medicine!"
Ye Qingqing was so distressed that even adults couldn't bear so many wounds, and she didn't know how the little pig survived. She took out the best trauma medicine and applied the medicine to the little pig's wounds. very comfortable.