Fubao wears books and becomes a group pet

Chapter 684 What Do You Think I Want To Do?

At this time, the video turned around and saw a middle-aged man holding a heart-guard ruler and glaring at the little boy angrily.

The screen suddenly became angry.

"Father scum!"

"You are simply not human!"

"Such a cute child, how can you bear to do it?"

"Are you the real father of the child? I think you must be a human trafficker!"

"I remember your appearance, don't go out if you have the guts, or I will hit you every time I see you!"

"Call the police, this kind of scumbag must not be tolerated!"

The little boy seemed to have a backbone, and burst into tears at Fu Bao: "Sister Water God, save me, I don't want to be beaten to death!"

Fu Bao frowned, this child actually knew that she was her sister?
Just because of this elder sister, Fubao decided to help the child have a good talk with the parents.

The middle-aged man scolded angrily: "You kid got into a catastrophe and still dare to play games online? See if I don't beat you to death!"

"I'm not playing games, I'm chatting with the water god?"

"What water god? Do I still have Thor? You come over, can't you come over?"

"I won't go!" The little boy cried even harder: "Sister, help me, if you don't save me, there will be one less cutie like me in this world from now on."

On the screen: ...

Did the child who said such words grow up in an environment of domestic violence?
Fu Bao also held back his laughter, and said to the middle-aged man, "This parent..."

The middle-aged man was startled, and hurried to the front of the video. When he saw it, he was so happy that he didn't even know where to put his hands and feet.

"Water...water...water..."

After being in the water for a long time, the water god didn't say a word.

Still the little boy was clever, and handed his father a glass of water: "Dad, give you water."

"Go aside!"

The middle-aged man pulled away the little boy's water glass.

All the praise on the bullet screen said that the little boy was very sensible, and there were countless praises.

The middle-aged man looked at the head of the video nervously, and finally spoke fluently: "Water God, I am your loyal viewer. I am so honored that you can video with me."

Fu Bao smiled and typed a line: "You're welcome, your son was lucky enough to be drawn. By the way, why did you beat your son? I think he is quite obedient."

The middle-aged man paused slightly, and pulled the little boy over: "Come and tell the water god, why did I beat you?"

The little boy pursed his lips and said nothing.

"Don't tell me, right? If you don't tell me, I'll beat you up!"

The middle-aged man pretended to raise his hand.

The little boy burst into tears: "Sister, did you see that my dad is going to beat me to death again. Can I live with you?"

Before Fu Bao could answer, a pair of bony hands stretched out from the keyboard.

Mo Junying viciously typed out two bold and large bloody characters: "No!"

Fubao: ...

He turned his head and glanced at Mo Junying quietly.

Mo Junying was confident: "Only I can live with you in this life!"

Fu Bao blurted out: "What about our child?"

Mo Junying was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled: "So you not only covet my beauty, but also my seed."

"Shut up!"

Fu Bao was so angry that he ignored him.

Instead of being angry with him, it is better to be angry with yourself.

She blushed, and she didn't know which of her tendons was wrong to say such words.

The man hugged her slender waist again, and kissed her on the neck, and he didn't stop satisfied until he sucked out a red mark.

Then he took it for granted: "When I have a child, I will send it to the Mo family to be raised by my younger brother. There is true love between us, and children are accidents!"

Fubao: ...

I don't want to talk to him at all, it's easier to chat with children.

Fu Bao typed a line: "Little friend, can you tell my sister why you beat you?"

The child sobbed: "Because I competed with my classmates."

The screen flashed again.

"This parent, why are you like this? Your child wants to be motivated and is willing to participate in various competitions. That's a good thing. Not only do you not support him, but you also attack him. Are you still a good parent?"

"Yeah, if my son is willing to compete, I'll wake up laughing from my dreams."

"It's a pity that my son's grades are not good. Let alone the competition, he can't even get an A in the general exam. Parent, your son is so good, what are you dissatisfied with?"

"This year, it's really a drought, and a flood. It's so unfair."

The middle-aged man blushed and said angrily: "You gang of netizens, you all stand and talk without back pain, why don't you ask him what the game is about?"

Another question on the screen.

"What is there to compare to children's competitions? Isn't it Bibi's handicrafts?"

"That's right, even if you don't want boys to be more popular than handmade women, you can't hit him?"

"Handwork is to develop children's IQ. There is no distinction between men and women. Parents, you can't be so ignorant of science."

"Now there are some parents who always look at the division of labor with colored eyes. In fact, there are many jobs that seem to be done by women, but men can do them better."

The screen is full of netizens talking to themselves, self-righteous.

The middle-aged man finally got angry: "You guys don't know anything, so you just talk nonsense! Come on, Xiaobao, tell them, what the hell did you compete with your classmates!"

The child was brought to the front of the video, and cried aggrievedly: "I don't compare to anything! Why are you so angry? Didn't I just die before someone's father! Why are you so angry?"

Fubao: ...

Netizen: ...

The silence on the screen was like a cemetery.

half an hour...

A string of words jumped out:

"Bear boy, let me beat you to death!"

"plus 1"

"plus 1"

"..."

Fu Bao suppressed a smile, and comforted the injured middle-aged man: "Parent, the child is still young, and I can't count this chance to see a doctor. I will give you another chance if you add me later. "

The middle-aged man was so happy that he didn't know what to do. He rubbed his hands and smiled: "Okay, okay, okay, thank you... ah..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw a ruler hitting the middle-aged man on the head.

A white-haired old lady appeared in the video, and the old lady took a ruler angrily and beat the middle-aged man on the head and face: "Okay, you bastard grandson, how dare you beat my grandson? Okay, okay, Okay, you beat your son, right? Then I will beat my son! I will beat you to death! Let you beat my grandson!"

The little boy cried and shouted: "Grandma, don't beat your son. He promises that he will never beat his son again. Dad, please make a promise to grandma, otherwise grandma will beat you to death. You will be beaten to death." From now on, other wild men will sleep with your wife, beat your baby, live in your house, and use your money."

Crowd: ...

Fortunately, this brat is not from their family.

Fu Bao almost burst out laughing.

Seeing that Fu Bao was happy, Mo Junying also smiled.

He remembered this child, and he would have a chance to give him a fortune in the future.

Fu Bao will not be stingy with people or things that make him happy.

Fubao smoked two more. One of these two people had diabetes and the other had high blood pressure. Fubao cured them easily.

After Fubao turned off the computer, Mo Junying picked up Fubao and went to bed.

"You... what are you doing?"

Fu Bao grabbed Mo Junying's lapel in shock.

He smiled evilly: "What do you think I want to do?"

(End of this chapter)