Forty has a hurdle

Chapter 50 Adolescence

"There is still one test paper short of English, three pages of practice questions for mathematics, and two reading pages for Chinese!

Eh!I said Zhao Huan, why are you still so far behind in this homework!This is only a few hours away from your evening self-study time!Have you done this much?
What did you do yesterday! "

On Sunday afternoon, Zhao Hongming took the homework posted in the class group and finished it with Zhao Huan, and immediately discovered a big problem.

Zhao Huan actually only finished one-third of the homework assigned by the school.

"Ah? Yes, yes, yes."

Zhao Huan, who was writing his homework non-stop, kept his hands on and promised repeatedly.

Seeing this, Zhao Hongming didn't say anything, shook his head and walked out.

After about half an hour, Zhao Hongming quietly poked his head in.

Seeing this, it almost made his lungs explode.

Meanwhile, Zhao Huan was holding up his mobile phone, and several fingers were constantly clicking on the screen of the mobile phone, probably someone he was chatting with.

"Bang!"

"Give me your phone!"

The door of Zhao Huan's room was pushed open by Zhao Hongming. He walked to his son's side, stretched out his hand, and asked Zhao Huan for his mobile phone.

"Dad, I'm not playing with my phone, I'm checking questions."

Zhao Huan was taken aback by his father and quickly explained.

"Whether you play with your mobile phone or not, give me your mobile phone now!" Zhao Hongming reached out to get Zhao Huan's mobile phone from the table.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Huan took the phone into his hand and avoided his father's palm.

"Zhao Huan, I'll say it again, hand over the phone to me!" Zhao Hongming was taken aback, then stood up straight, looked at Zhao Huan and said word by word.

The voice was full of anger.

"No, I didn't play with my mobile phone, why should I leave it to you!"

Facing his father's anger, Zhao Huan did not compromise at all, instead he said with a straight neck.

While shouting, he stepped back, just to prevent his father from taking the phone from his trouser pocket.

"You..." Seeing Zhao Huan like this, Zhao Hongming was even more furious.

He raised his right hand high.

"Hit! Just hit! You beat me to death!" Seeing his father's raised right hand, Zhao Huan burst into tears.

"What's wrong with you guys? Old Zhao, what are you going to do?"

Hearing the noise coming from the room, Qin Yali, who was taking a nap, hurriedly opened the door and came out.

Just after leaving the bedroom, I saw two lions, one big and one small, glaring at each other.

She quickly grabbed her husband's hand and pulled him back.

"What are you doing! Ask him yourself, Zhao Huan, I don't need to pursue the matter of you playing with your mobile phone, but from now on, you must hand over your mobile phone to me.

I don't allow it, you are still using your mobile phone while you are doing your homework! "

Zhao Hongming was clearly pissed off by Zhao Huan, he threw off his wife's hand, rushed to Zhao Huan's side, and started snatching the cell phone in Zhao Huan's trouser pocket.

How could Zhao Huan's strength compare to Zhao Hongming's? In just a few seconds, his mobile phone was caught in Zhao Hongming's hand.

In the face of his father's domineering, Zhao Huan's stubborn temperament also came up. He tightly grasped his father's hand and broke his father's palm with all his strength, trying to take the phone back from his hand.

Zhao Hongming did not expect that his son, who was always obedient, would dare to make such a move, and his anger rushed straight to his forehead.

"Play! I tell you to play!"

"Snapped!"

After shaking off Zhao Huan's hand, the anxious Zhao Hongming directly dropped the phone to the ground.

"Wow!"

Seeing his mobile phone being dropped, Zhao Huan burst into tears.

"Do you dare to try it!" Sensing that Zhao Huan wanted to pick up the phone, Zhao Hongming pointed at Zhao Huan and shouted.

"Ahhh!"

Zhao Hongming's furious look immediately made Zhao Huan stop in place, not daring to go forward.

However, he clenched his fists tightly, gritted his teeth and looked at his father, with a strong hatred in his eyes.

Looking at the child's face that seemed to be unknown to him, Zhao Hongming felt a sense of sadness in his heart.

How old is this kid!
"Zhao Huan, think about it carefully, think about who you are facing with this look and posture now!

Do you still want to do something to me for a mobile phone! "

At this moment, Zhao Hongming felt extremely sad.

He turned around, put on his shoes, and walked out of the house.

He was afraid that if he stayed any longer, he really couldn't help but attack Zhao Huan.

As Qin Yali said a few days ago, when she was young, because of her stubborn temper, Zhao Huan would be beaten up by Zhao Hongming from time to time.

However, you can't say beating!
It can only be said that it was whipped with a thin stick several times, and each time it greeted Zhao Huan's leg.

I know it's wrong to beat a child, but sometimes, when Zhao Huan gets angry, he really doesn't want to beat him, it can't calm the fire in his heart!
After playing a few times, Zhao Huan also seemed to understand when he was a child, if he refused to admit his mistake all the time!Dad will probably continue to teach himself a lesson.

Therefore, Zhao Huan's temper changed a lot after entering the third grade of elementary school.At the very least, when his parents were preaching to him, he would no longer argue with his parents.

Unexpectedly, this time because of the problem with the mobile phone, Zhao Huan's temper came up again, and he even clenched his fists.
Zhao Hongming, who walked out of the house, came to a small pavilion in the community, took out a cigarette and lit it.

"call!"

Zhao Hongming took a deep puff of the cigarette. He used to enjoy it very much, but today he felt so bitter.

"Huanhuan, don't cry! Let's sit down and talk slowly about something, and talk about it! Didn't you promise your mother before that you won't lose your temper?"

Qin Yali walked to Zhao Huan's side, hugged the child gently, and said softly.

"Obviously it was Dad who lost his temper!"

Zhao Huan broke free from Qin Yali's hand and stood aside, crying and talking.

"But, are you at fault for what happened today! Dad asked you to give him your phone, why don't you give it to him!"

"If you gave your phone to dad just now, will dad still send you angry? Will he still scold you?"

Qin Yali walked over again, grabbed her son, and sat on the chair.

This time, Zhao Huan didn't say anything, just lowered his head and let go of his fists.

As a teacher, Qin Yali knew that no matter who lost her temper first today, she could only stand by her husband's side.

She also noticed the way Zhao Huan looked at her husband just now.

It was so strange to her.

This situation made Qin Yali's heart tremble.

What she had been worrying about had happened.

Zhao Huan should have entered puberty.

Adolescence is a process that every boy and girl will go through.

Children in this period, whether physically or psychologically, gradually mature and move closer to adults.

If Zhao Huan was in elementary school, he would cry when his father scolded him, but he would definitely not clenched his fists and looked at his father with hatred like today.

(End of this chapter)