"Mom and dad, how did you look at the child, I haven't come back for a few years, you let the child learn that terrible kung fu, if the child has three strengths and two weaknesses, I will not forgive you!"
After seeing the news and the encouragement of Xiao Guohui, a dog-headed military strategist, the parents of Wang Gouzi and Xu Quanjun came one after another. The first thing they did when they got home was to play the role of loving father and mother, for the sake of their children's learning and the elderly at home. There was a big quarrel.
"Dog, Dad is back, and when this is done, Dad will take you to live in the city."
Wang Gouzi's father, Wang Fen, bought him a large bag of new clothes and toys, as well as many snacks that Wang Gouzi had never eaten before.
As long as he can remember, he has been laughed at by the children who play together as a wild child without a father and mother. Unlike other children's parents, they will send money back when they enter the city, and occasionally send them toys and food. His father Mom hasn't heard from her since she left.
Wang Gouzi said when he was chatting with the elders who came back from work for the New Year, that his parents gave birth to another son outside. Compared with the younger son who was raised by his side, he was brought up by his grandparents since he was a child, and he never looked at it. The eldest son is naturally not worthy of their affection.
It's just that his grandparents have been coaxing him all the time, lying to him that his parents still love him, just because they really have no money, they can't take him to support him.
Wang Gouzi has been comforting himself that the latter is the truth, so he has to study art and work hard to earn money, and then he will be able to reunite with his parents.
Now that Mom and Dad are back, his dream seems to have come true.
Wang Gouzi felt that this might be his best seventh birthday present.
Yes, in half a month, it will be his seventh birthday.
"The one surnamed Jiang is really too much. That kind of crooked kung fu they surnamed Jiang has mastered on their own. What do they do to harm other people's children, do they have to teach other people's children to be sick to make him happy? I think it's him. The heart is too poisonous, so I cut off my children and grandchildren, this is the retribution."
Wang Fen didn't have much patience to coax his son. After stuffing a bunch of gifts into his son's hands, he discussed with his wife how much money he should extort from Jiang Liu.
Their youngest son will soon be at the age of primary school. They have to buy a house and settle down before their son starts studying. They have saved some money themselves over the years. A down payment on a tiny house is more than enough.
If you can pay more compensation, maybe the house and decoration can be done in one step.
"Fen'er, what do you mean by that?"
Wang Fen's hunchbacked old lady was scolded by him, and when he heard the conversation between him and his daughter-in-law, he became anxious.
"What do you mean? Jiang Liu tortured my son like this. I can't sue him. Either give me money or go to jail. He can choose."
Wang Fen said eloquently.
Strictly speaking, he had also received the favor of Jiang Liu's father, Jiang Sanchun, but it was important to have money for that little favor. For people like Wang Fen and the others, dignity and morality were not necessities, and interests were the real thing.
"I am your son. When this matter is over, I will take the dog to the city. We will bring our children to see you every New Year. Haven't you seen your little grandson?"
Wang Fen's words were almost a threat. He knew that to the old lady, sons and grandchildren were the most important things. No matter how nice an outsider Jiang Liu was to her, compared to her own blood relatives, what was more important to her? Do not you know.
Sure enough, after hearing his words, the hunchbacked old lady fell silent.
"But learning art is our own initiative, how can we ask Xiaojiang for money?"
Wang Fen's old lady opened her mouth and murmured a little impatiently.
"Oh, I want a few hundred thousand. The old Jiang family has left a lot of money for Jiang Liu. Now that he is the only one in the Jiang family, how much can he spend? He may not care about this money at all. In my eyes, it's different for us. With this money, I will have the travel expenses to and fro, and I can also give my two children a better education. Mom, don't you want to watch your grandson get ahead Or would you rather watch the dog learn this kind of skill and suffer?"
"Master is very good."
Wang Gouzi vaguely understood his father's words. His father seemed to think that the master was not treating him well, so he quickly put down the toy in his hand, ran to his parents and raised his head to explain.
"Gouzi, do you want to see your brother? Your brother misses you all the time. He keeps asking me what his brother looks like."
Wang Fen didn't answer Wang Gouzi's question, but squatted down and said interesting things about his younger son with a loving look on his face.
"Yes, I want to see my brother."
Wang Gouzi nodded heavily, although occasionally he would be jealous of the younger brother who was raised by his parents, but he still looked forward to that blood relative who had never met.
If he sees his younger brother, he will definitely treat this younger brother the same way his elder brother Binbin treats his two younger sisters.
"Does the practice hurt?"
Wang Fen asked again.
"pain!"
After thinking for a while, Wang Gouzi chose to tell the truth.
"That's it. In the future, you can not only live happily with your brother, but also stop practicing this kung fu. Don't you miss your parents? As long as you are obedient, your parents will take you out of here."
Wang Fen followed suit, and touched his eldest son's head.
After all, this is also his own son. If he can really ask for money from Jiang Liu's hands this time, he will take the child away. If the amount obtained is not as good as he expected, it would be a pity. He and his daughter-in-law only They can raise a son well, and that child will only be the youngest son they brought up with their own hands.
Wang Gouzi didn't know the true thoughts of his father's heart, and he couldn't help being a little crazy when he heard the beautiful life he had dreamed of.
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"The village chief is not good, those people are rushing up the mountain again, you hurry up and avoid Xiaojiang."
The people in the village had been guarding it for several days, but they couldn't stand the fact that some people wanted to make things worse. They let in the media reporters at the foot of the mountain, some charitable organizations that spontaneously gathered after hearing the news, and well-meaning people.
The patrolling villagers noticed the situation and hurriedly notified it.
But how can two legs be compared to those who drove into the mountains. Not long after learning the news, those people also rushed to the village.
"We're here to help you."
These are the remarks of kind-hearted people who came over spontaneously. They saw the children who had tears in their eyes but had to practice inhuman skills in the news. They were shocked and wanted to help them with their meager strength.
On this trip, they also brought a lot of supplies, such as some second-hand clothes and some brand-new toys. They hope that the children who have dropped out of school can return to school.
And it is Gu Xinxing who leads these spontaneous masses and organized charities.
She never thought that things would be so turbulent, the wave of public opinion even far exceeded her previous expectations, but Gu Xinxing felt that such public pressure was good, because it is a good thing to let children stop learning this inhumane skill , persuading them to go back to school is also a good thing.
If they were worried about the economy, now that she has found so many good people and charities, that concern can be allayed.
On the contrary, the village chief and police officers who did not act in this incident, as well as Jiang Liu who stubbornly wanted to inherit this inhuman skill, should indeed be punished.
Gu Xinxing felt that she was doing the right thing, so this time she still ran at the forefront with confidence.
"Where's Jiang Liu, where is Jiang Liu? Doesn't he think his actions are going too far? Does he know that his actions have violated the law?"
"Should he do justice to the children he hurts?"
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Similar remarks were asked by reporters carrying long guns and short cannons.
"You guys can't finish it, you all said that this is a skill passed down by others. They taught those children only with good intentions. Otherwise, under our conditions, there is no chance for the children to make a lot of money when they grow up. Besides, It wasn't Jiang Liu who forced them to learn, it was allowed by the children and the elderly in the children's family, why are you holding on to Jiang Liu and not letting go?"
The few left-behind youths in the village stopped these reporters, wishing to roll their eyes at them directly in the camera.
It's a joke, what kind of life did they live, what kind of life did the Jiang family live? If Uncle Jiang didn't teach children outside the Jiang family, they would all want to follow him.
Hardship is unbearable for people who are used to living a good life outside, but for them, it is worth it if they can eat white rice, eat several pieces of meat, build a building, and marry a wife. However.
Now the people who come to scold Jiang Liu are a little bit standing and talking without back pain. The villagers thought that if they were allowed to experience their own life, I am afraid that they would be the ones who are now rushing to learn art.
"Can seven or eight-year-old children know what decision they made? Are their grandparents in their fifties, sixties, and seventies sure they weren't fooled by Jiang Liu?"
The reporters didn't listen to those words at all, or some of them listened to them just for the sake of clicks and sales, and they would just pretend that they didn't hear them.
"We came here today at the invitation of the children's parents. They are the guardians of the children. The parents are not aware of the children's learning of art. Jiang Liu's practice has constituted a crime."
There were still too few people in the village. The reporters quickly broke through the defense line, but before they rushed to the village, they revealed a piece of news that surprised everyone.
What do the reporters mean by these words
*****
Soon, the outside of Jiang's house was surrounded by reporters, and they were angry in their hearts, ready to scold this perverted good-hearted person who tortured children.
The parents of the three children headed by Xiao Guohui stood at the front, and in the middle of the three pairs of parents stood Wang Gouzi and Xu Quanjun, who were a little shy.
"I really didn't expect that, I was working hard to earn money outside, and my son actually suffered such a crime in the village. I am a derelict father."
Xiao Guohui gritted his teeth, and tears came as soon as he said it. Except for the villagers who knew his character, everyone else was moved by his acting skills and felt that this was the best father.
The media turned the camera on him, and some people were holding up their mobile phones to live broadcast, preparing to witness the bad guys being punished on the spot.
"My wife has severe uremia and is unable to take care of a few children. Jiang Liu exploited this loophole and coaxed my six-year-old son to learn this skill from him. Now the child is too sick to get out of bed. , When I came out just now, the child was still rolling on the bed and saying that my father hurts, father, I don't want to learn my skills."
Xiao Guohui's voice was trembling, seeing his wife's expressionless face, and twisting the flesh behind her waist with his hands behind the camera, giving her a warning look.
Zhang Yanfen thought of the two missing daughters and the words Xiao Guohui told her that his concubine was a young lady.
She moved her lips, wondering if she should say those words against her heart.
Just when she was about to speak, the corner of her eyes saw Jiang Liu standing at the outermost of the crowd, hugging her two girls, through the corner of her eyes.
The other party is not in the house!
And, his two daughters are actually by Jiang Liu's side!
Zhang Yanfen didn't have time to think about what was going on, and while her tense nerves were relaxed, she did the one thing she wanted to do the most.
That is, in front of all the cameras, spitting thick phlegm on Xiao Guohui's face.
"Bah, you bastard!"