Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 11231

Yang Ruoqing was really mean to Tuantuan today, and it didn't seem like she was pretending. This was probably the first time that Yang Ruoqing, as Tuantuan's mother, had really gotten angry at him since he was born!

Tuantuan was frightened at the time, and looked up at Yang Ruoqing blankly, tears still hanging on her chubby and pink face.

He is really cute, a delicate and exquisite little ball of skin. Even the most heartless person would not be able to bear to lose temper with him. They would just want to hold him in their arms and comfort him.

However, no matter how cute or adorable a child is, he still needs to be educated. A child is growing up every day after he is born. He is not a toy of his parents. He needs to grow up and learn to be a rational, sensible, perseverant, resilient and responsible person.

I don't expect him to become successful, wealthy, or a genius to bring honor to my family and ancestors, but even if you live in this world as an ordinary and mediocre person, you can't be too pampered and pretentious.

  Boys in particular are not allowed to cry and act like a punching bag!

Tears are the most ridiculous weapon. Except for those who care about you, they are a joke to others.

  Yang Ruoqing would never allow Tuantuan to repeatedly use ridiculous weapons like tears. This would give him an illusion and cause him to suffer greatly in the future!

"Don't cry, wipe your tears yourself, do you hear me?" Yang Ruoqing pointed at Tuantuan and repeated it with a stronger tone.

Tuan Tuan came back to his senses, but did not wipe the tears. He stared at Yang Ruoqing with his tearful eyes without blinking, and his pursed mouth trembled a little bit as he began to test Yang Ruoqing's reaction.

"You keep crying? I'll hang you on the tree!"

Yang Ruoqing saw through Tuantuan's little thoughts at a glance, and thought that he had grown up a little and had more thoughts.

In the past, she wouldn’t dare to cry again after being told once. But now, saying it once doesn’t work, so she is preparing to cry a second time to test the adults’ tolerance.

Many parents may scold their children harshly the first time, but will probably compromise the second time. However, once children have tried it out, they know that as long as they keep crying with their mouths wide open, they will surely cry until the adults soften their hearts and give up scolding and disciplining them.

Even if the adults remain tense and unsympathetic, crying a second time may attract other adults nearby, arouse their desire to protect, and ask them to smooth things over and persuade, thus helping the child out of trouble.

Tuantuan, who is two years old and three months old, has already learned this move without any instruction.

Can Yang Ruoqing not be sanctioned?

At that moment, she raised her left hand to block the advice of Wang Cuilian and others beside her who were really awakened by the desire to protect, "Don't worry about it, this kid must be disciplined today!"

Yang Ruoqing stretched out her right hand, picked up Tuantuan from the ground, and strode towards the old maple tree.

Tuantuan, whose feet were off the ground, was really panicking. He cried and screamed desperately in Yang Ruoqing's hands, struggling and twisting his little body like a maggot, kicking his feet so hard that both shoes flew off...

Okay, I’m teaching you a lesson, and you still dare to resist?

  Are you rebelling?

Little bastard, I am just a piece of flesh born from my belly, how can I not control you?

Yang Ruoqing stopped, picked up Tuantuan by the waist, with his face down and his back up, and slapped his raised butt several times.

These slaps were really powerful. Although Tuan Tuan was wearing winter cotton pants, he was wearing open-crotch pants.

Yang Ruoqing's slap was directly on his butt which was a little cold but as smooth as tender tofu. This butt felt really good, bouncy like pudding jelly. Yang Ruoqing was so addicted to it that she didn't want to stop.

When Wang Cuilian ran up to grab Yang Ruoqing's hand again, Yang Ruoqing found that Tuantuan's butt had been slapped red by her, with several slap marks, which were particularly obvious. Tuantuan was beaten so hard that he cried loudly. This time, his crying was no longer a test, but a cry brought on by uncontrollable fear and pain.

Yang Ruoqing glanced at Wang Cuilian, and her eyes clearly said: Auntie, don't be soft-hearted, let me teach him a lesson today.

  Wang Cuilian was hesitant to talk. She had received communication from Yang Ruoqing countless times. When she was educating the children, when they were being bad, the old couple should try not to be good people and pretend to be deaf and dumb. Otherwise, the children would be cunning and would not be afraid of anything when they knew they had someone to rely on. This was not a good thing!

However, seeing that the child's buttocks were all red from being beaten, Wang Cuilian felt so distressed that she couldn't control herself and wanted to continue stopping him.

Yang Ruoqing understood the pain in her eyes and said to her, "I know my limits."

In this case, Wang Cuilian could not insist any longer. The child was Qing'er's own flesh and blood, and she must feel more distressed about it than anyone else.

Wang Cuilian stepped aside.

When Tuan Tuan was scolded by Yang Ruoqing, Yuan Yuan was so scared that she hid behind Shao Yao, holding Shao Yao's thigh tightly.

Shaoyao was worried about the eldest young master and felt sorry for the younger young master. Seeing that even the lady could not save the eldest young master, Shaoyao quickly hugged the younger young master and moved him to the side, trying to reduce his presence and give him a sense of security.

As for Ping An, he had already taken off his shoes and prepared to climb the tree to get the kite.

Wang Cuilian followed to the bottom of the big tree, looked up and reminded Ping An who was climbing up to be careful, and if it really didn't work, just forget it and think of another way.

Yang Ruoqing slapped Tuantuan a few times, then put him on the ground, "Don't cry!"

This time, her words worked.

Tuantuan tried hard to swallow her tears, and her previous wailing turned into sobs in her throat, and her small shoulders shook slightly with every sob.

"I don't... cry."

He raised his sleeves to wipe the tears from his face, making it look like a harlequin cat, with large red patches around his eyes and nose. Those were the red marks left by crying too hard, and also the manifestation of the expansion of capillaries. After a while, when his emotions gradually calmed down, his face would recover.

He wiped his face twice, pursed his lips, looked at Yang Ruoqing hesitantly, and whispered: "Don't cry, I...will be good..."

Seeing Tuantuan give in, Yang Ruoqing's anger subsided by half.

She turned his head and pointed at Ping An, who was clinging to the mottled trunk of the old maple tree like a monkey, and continued to teach Tuantuan: "When you encounter problems or difficulties, you must think about how to solve them. Don't just open your mouth and cry without thinking!"

"You are a man, men don't cry easily, only girls cry. Even girls, like your sister, don't cry, they are brave!"

Tuantuan seems to understand but not understand.

Yang Ruoqing didn't expect that what she had just said could be digested and absorbed by a child over two years old.

But what she said could at least leave a mark on his young mind. At least the next time he encountered something, he would habitually open his mouth and want to cry. Even if he didn't remember what Yang Ruoqing said, at least he would remember the beating and scolding he received for crying today.

(End of this chapter)