Just when Zhang Feng didn't know what to do, little Zhang Hao came up and bit Zhang Feng's little foot, causing a sharp pain in Zhang Feng's little foot.
"Oh, Haohao, don't bite, don't bite..." Yun Qian became nervous and quickly let go of Zhang Feng, squatted down, grabbed his son and pulled him back.
But little Zhang Hao didn't let go and kept biting it. He was already over two years old and his teeth had grown all the way.
hiss…
This pull made the bitten part of Zhang Feng even more painful. He took a breath of cold air and was very happy in his heart. His son was amazing, he was his own son.
If it is an enemy, never let the enemy go.
I just think that Zhang Feng survived by eating on the streets when he was a child, otherwise he wouldn't be alive now.
My son now has no worries about food and clothing, and has a lot of resources for him, and he also has this fierce energy, not delicate and weak, but very strong and powerful.
He would be happy even if this kid bit off a piece of meat from Zhang Feng's leg. It would be best if he bit off a piece of meat, so that his wild nature can be shown.
Whether this world is in the past, from the primitive society to the current civilized society, it is the law of wolf nature. It’s just that people in today’s civilized society don’t have such obvious wolf nature, but they still exist.
The stronger the wolf nature is, the larger the living space will be, and it will stand at the top of the food list.
This is Zhang Feng's original intention for his children's education.
"Haohao, don't bite, don't bite, let go, let go quickly!"
As a mother, Yun Qian understands her son's teeth best.
"It's okay, let him bite!" Zhang Feng knelt down and looked at his son, who was a tiger-headed son with his face pressed against his feet. His eyebrows were thick and raised, and his long eyelashes made his already big eyes wide open. Looking elsewhere, he stared at Zhang Feng's feet, which were almost touching his eyes.
There are still hairs on the feet, but the little guy doesn't care.
"No, no!" Yun Qian said angrily, "If you don't let go, I'll spank you. If you don't obey me, this is your father. Do you understand? You can't bite!"
After saying that, Yun Qian raised his hand as if to hit him, but the little guy still didn't move.
"You..." Yun Qian was angry, and his palm came down and landed on the little guy's little butt.
There was a snap.
The beating didn't hurt, but it was loud.
Zhang Feng did not stop him, thinking that such behavior must be punished, otherwise he would go astray in the future and still not listen to advice.
Even after being hit, the little guy still didn't let go. Now blood started to flow from the corner of the little guy's mouth. The careful Yun Qian noticed it immediately and hit him again: "Let go, let go... you kid."
The beating continued, and everyone behind him felt distressed, but no one came up to persuade him.
This is the best way to educate!
After beating her for more than a dozen times, Yun Qian calmed down. Knowing her son's temper, she said softly: "Haohao, this is wrong. You see your father has let go of his mother. This is a sign of his love for his mother. , I don’t mean to bully your mother. When your mother hugs you like this, it means she loves you. You know? Your mother is happy to see your father come back, so you have to let her go, and she will be angry! It will feel very distressing. Mom loves dad, but you bit him!"
Saying it so softly, it really worked. The little guy finally let go. His mouth was full of blood. He looked up at Zhang Feng. His eyes changed. He was not as murderous as before, as if he was trying to steal his favorite.
He raised his eyes to look at Zhang Feng and said in a sweet voice, "Aren't you going to bully my mother?"
Yun Qian came over with a handkerchief to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then looked at Zhang Feng's legs.
Zhang Feng looked at the little guy and said: "No, I won't bully your mother. I love your mother very much. Remember, I am your father. This is something that cannot be changed. I will protect you and your mother from the wind." Yu, when you grow up, you will be the one to protect your mother!”
After talking about it, Zhang Feng became serious in his words.
"It's not raining or windy now!" said the little guy.
Well…
Zhang Feng was choked and said with a smile: "It will be windy and rainy in the future!"
"Oh!" Zhang Hao responded, seeing that his mother was already treating his father's wound.
There were two rows of blood marks on Zhang Feng's feet, and blood seeped out. Yun Qian said, "Come in!"
"Chaoyun, carry Haohao in!"
Zhuo Chaoyun came over and carried the little guy in, while Yun Qian pulled Zhang Feng in: "Slow down, really!"
This is a small wooden thatched house, about one hundred square meters, built of wood and covered with straw.
The floor is a wooden floor one meter high from the ground, with nothing underneath.
It makes a rattling sound when walking.
Sitting on a wooden chair with his feet stretched out, Yun Qian took a white cloth and anti-inflammatory water to treat the wound, while the little guy just watched and said nothing. The others didn't say anything either. Zhang Feng looked at him and found it funny. It seems that he wants to admit his mistake.
Zhang Feng said seriously: "Son, you are not wrong. You have to protect your mother and prevent her from being in any danger. However, you have to make sure your mother is in danger next time. Your father will not hurt your mother. You have to believe in yourself." Judgment!”
"He doesn't understand, why is he talking about this?" Yun Qian said.
"No, he understands. My son is very brave. Even though he is young, he already knows how to protect his mother," Zhang Feng said with a smile.
When little Zhang Hao heard this, his face was filled with confidence, his eyes lit up, and he said, "I want to protect my mother!"
"right!"
Zhang Feng was very happy. This kid is so smart. He is not yet three years old.
"Are you in pain?" Xiao Zhang Hao asked.
"pain!"
"Why don't you cry?"
"Because I am a man. Men can bleed and sweat, but they can't cry! You have to remember what dad told you today!"
"remember!"
Little Zhang Hao seemed to understand, making people laugh, and Zhang Feng was very satisfied.
Now that the wound was treated, Zhang Feng took out a small doll from his pocket: "Here, daddy gave you a gift!"
Zhang Feng bought this temporarily at the airport and it is now in use.
But little Zhang Hao didn't move. He stood there, not looking at the puppet in Zhang Feng's hand, but staring at the thing on Zhang Feng's other foot, which was the saber holster tied to his foot.
"You want this!?" Zhang Feng asked.
Yun Qian said, "You can't play with this. It belongs to adults. It's very sharp!" Yun Qian knew about Zhang Feng's saber. It had killed many people. She didn't want this saber full of evil spirit to be held in her son's hands. .
But Zhang Feng took it out and said, "Are you sure you want this?"
Little Zhang Hao nodded.
"Okay, come here and I will teach you, otherwise you will hurt your hand and your hand will be very painful! It will also bleed. Do you want your hand to hurt?" Zhang Feng waved to him.
Little Zhang Hao said: "I don't want to!"
"Then come!" Zhang Feng became excited.
From the time this kid was born to now, Zhang Feng has rarely been with him, so he doesn't have any kiss with him!
Little Zhang Hao looked at his mother, who nodded affirmatively. He looked at the saber again and couldn't resist the attraction, so he came over.
"Come, tell me, Dad, how do you play this?" Zhang Feng said.
"Dad, how do you play this?" said little Zhang Hao.
"Come on, daddy will teach you!"
Zhang Feng was extremely excited and happy. He couldn't be happier than this.
Yun Qian smiled happily, and Chen Wanru and the others.