Holding his wallet, thundering eyes fell on the kid's face.

Before that, the child kept his head down. Thundering only knew that he was not tall and should be young.

At this time, he was only about eight years old. He was frowning and struggling with his hands and feet. However, Xiang Jiu could not take off his collar.

His eyes fell on the little devil's face, and his brows were slightly frowned.

This face looks familiar.

"How dare you talk!" Seeing the kid's face, Xiang jiu'er picked up his eyebrow and said, "if you don't have a taste, you don't know how to be afraid!"

"Jiu'er!" The thunder stopped her at once.

"Well?" Xiang jiu'er is suddenly called by thunderbolt. As soon as his hands are relaxed, the kid immediately grabs the space and runs to the other side from Xiang jiu'er's armpit.

"Dare to run!" "To nine son humed a then raised a leg to chase up:" Stinky little devil! Don't run! "

"Jiu'er!" Thundering shouted not to Xiang jiu'er, but to run up again: "forget it! Stop chasing! "

The face in my mind is highly similar to that kid's facial features, which makes thunderbolt's heart extremely uncomfortable.

Xiang jiu'er is in high spirits at this time. He doesn't pay any attention to thundering. He chases the little devil tightly with his flexible body. After a while, he comes to a broken alley.

It's hard to imagine such streets in Kyoto.

Narrow and long, the road is still a bit wet, with a smell that can't be said.

Seeing that he had run to the most familiar place, the little devil was gasping for breath. He was about to jump on a half broken wall and run to another alley. He was grabbed by the collar and pulled back again.

"Run? I see where you're going! ' As soon as he reached out his hand, he pulled the kid down from the wall and stared at jiu'er with big eyes: "if you steal things at such a young age, you will not be able to do anything harmful if you don't teach you a lesson!" "Let go! You are so ugly! How can you teach me! Who are you! My mother doesn't want me, you are nothing! You roll! " The little devil pushed and scolded jiuer: "I'm still in charge of my head!

What a good thing you are! What a mess

“……” Xiang jiu'er now really has the heart to kill people. He grew up and never dared to scold her like this.

Before this change, the kid's bones are all rotten.

At this moment, when I turned to jiuer's wrist, I pressed the kid on his knee, and his pants were pulled to his thigh. I slapped him down, but I didn't have any affection.

"Ah!" After being spanked, the kid immediately turned his head to look at jiu'er and said, "you! You hit me! "

"It's you!" Xiang jiu'er slapped again: "let you steal! Let your mouth be open to swearing! "

"You fight! If there's one, you'll kill me! " The little devil struggled and then straightened his neck and clenched his teeth to let him hit nine.

Just after catching up, thunderbolt saw this scene and sighed a sigh of relief.

According to Xiang jiu'er's character, it's quite kind to just take off the kid's pants and hit his ass.

It's not clean at a young age, so it's time to educate.

Thunderbolt did not come forward, only hid in a shadow not far away, watching quietly.

After about ten dozen fights, the child's face turned red. I didn't know if he was ashamed, or whether he was really hurt by Xiang jiu'er. He cried loudly.

Hearing the child cry, he held up his hand to jiuer and froze a little. He fell down heavily: "let you steal! Make you swear! "

At this time, just listen to a few quick footsteps, a staggering man rushed over, voice anger mixed with cough: "what do you do to hit my son!"

"Dad!" Seeing the man, the child stopped crying and struggled to get up. Xiang jiu'er groaned and pulled the child from his knee and stared at his father. It seemed that the man was very old. He had white hair on his temples, bent down, and had a sick face. He stepped on a pair of cloth shoes on his feet. He had not yet put them on. There were two small holes in the knee of a pair of pants that could not see the color with bare ankles.

When he was free, the child immediately ran to his father. Behind his father, there was another child who was the same age as him. He should be the father the child called.

"Xiaolei, are you ok?" The child immediately took his companion's hand and asked.

"Who let you meddle?" Xiaolei frowns and stares at his companion. His face is still blushing, and the tears on his cheek are not dry.

Thinking of his father's situation, Xiaolei's expression was not good-looking either. He looked at his father fearfully.

"Cough." With a heavy cough, Xiaolei's father looked at jiuer and asked, "why did you hit my son?"

"You know it's your son? How could you be a father if you were born without raising one? " Xiang jiuer said with a cold face, "I'm sneaking around at a young age. I don't have a door guard on my mouth. I'll scold him for any swearing. It's light when I hit him!"

“……” Hearing Xiang jiuer's words, Xiao Lei's father frowned, obviously not expecting such a situation.

"If you come out to steal something, you must be ready to be beaten!" Said to nine son.

"I didn't!" Xiaolei immediately raised his head and retorted.

"How dare you lie!" Xiang jiuer frowned.

"Xiaolei! Tell the truth! " Xiaolei's father shouted, "you! Are you Cough, cough Cough, cough... "

Maybe it was because he was so excited that Xiao Lei's father coughed heavily: "you..."

"Dad! Dad, don't be angry! " Xiaolei is also flustered. He immediately steps forward to help his father: "Dad, don't be angry."

"You..." After a while, Xiaolei's father asked again, "are you stealing something?"

"I......" Xiaolei sipped his mouth: "they Didn't they take it back Take it back and return it Still chasing me to fight They... It's their fault They... "

Xiaolei's voice is getting smaller and smaller, and it seems that he doesn't think he's talking so well.

"Song Donglei! You stole from others! " Xiaolei's father, raising his hand, is about to hit it hard. But when he saw Xiaolei's subconscious action of shrinking his neck, his hand was frozen in the air, and he couldn't hit it again.

"Ah..." At last, I only sighed heavily and coughed twice. "Dad, Dad, don't be angry with me. I am I'm hungry. I'm wrong. I'll never be hungry again. I'm wrong. " Xiaolei immediately took his father's arm and apologized: "Dad..."