"When Baobao and Bingbing were fighting, Sister-in-law Fengzhi had just picked up a load of clothes and came to the pond to wash them, but she hadn't even washed two pieces yet..."

Yang Ruoqing understood instantly.

A little girl gets into trouble, and Grandma and Grandma help her clean up the mess.

"Where is Baby Luo? Where are you hiding?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing's fierce look, Xiaohua's eyes flickered and she didn't dare to say anything.

Yang Ruolan hurriedly walked into the yard, fearing that Yang Ruoqing would see her.

How could these little moves escape Yang Ruoqing's eyes?

She quickly chased after him, ran into the yard before Yang Ruolan, and went straight to Yang Ruolan's house.

Yang Ruolan's daughter Yaya, who is over two years old, is playing with toys there, while Baby Luo stands calmly aside, with one hand on his hip and the other raised.

It was as if a little adult was teaching Yaya how to play with toys.

Yaya, who is over two years old, cannot keep up with Baby Luo's pace. If she is not satisfied at all, Baby Luo will yell at her loudly.

Yaya was so frightened that she was about to cry.

Yang Ruolan hurried over, picked up Yaya and pushed her aside to coax her. Yang Ruoqing rushed into the room, grabbed Baby Luo's ears, and turned her around to face her.

"Baby Luo, have you turned a deaf ear to your mother's words again?"

"When I ask you to play with the children, you must be friendly and don't disagree with them. If they don't follow your lead, they will hit them!"

"Even if you spank your friend, can't you just spank him?"

"That thing on the head is so fragile. If you really beat Bingbing to death, what do you think you'd do?"

Yang Ruoqing grabbed Luo Baobao and scolded her like a barrage.

It’s not that she, a mother, is harsh and indiscriminate towards her children.

But this girl, ever since Luo Fengtang taught her some basic skills of Zamabu, her little fists couldn't stay idle.

At first, Dazhi was used as a target at home, which made Dazhi and Yang Ruoqing cry often.

Then, when I played with the children in the village, I often got into fights.

The girl's family would always roll around in the mud with the boys, unable to pull them away.

Yang Ruoqing told her a lot of truths, which went in one ear and came out the other.

Dazhi has played with her since childhood, but now he doesn't dare to play with her anymore.

"Ouch, mother, it hurts, it hurts!"

In his hand, Baby Luo made an exaggerated expression, stood up on tiptoes, and tried hard to pry Yang Ruoqing's hand with his small hands, trying to free his ears from the fingers.

It's a pity that the irritable daughter has an even more irritable mother.

Yang Ruoqing was determined to make Baby Luo suffer some hardships today, so not only did she not let go, she also increased her intensity.

If you increase the force, the force is measured. Hey, this girl's earlobes are thick and can't be pinched.

Luo Baobao saw that struggling was ineffective and begging for mercy was of no avail. When he was trying to find the next countermeasure,

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Luo Fengtang chasing after him at the door of the house. Baby Luo felt like he had found a savior.

With a roll of her big cunning eyes, she grinned and stretched out her hand towards Luo Fengtang.

"Dad, save me, my mother thinks I have too many ears and wants to pluck one off..."

When Luo Fengtang heard this, he saw Yang Ruoqing's fierce look and ran in three steps at a time.

Holding Luo Baobao's shoulders, he smiled and said to Yang Ruoqing: "Qing'er, if we have something to say, please speak it carefully. Don't pull your ears as soon as you come up. Let go quickly and be obedient..."

Yang Ruoqing let go of her hand. Before Luo Fengtang could take a closer look at Baby Luo's ears, she looked like a little rabbit. Whoosh~

He immediately jumped behind Luo Fengtang, poked half of his head toward Yang Ruoqing, and made a face.

"You stinky girl, are you still making faces with me?"

Yang Ruoqing stared in anger and reached out to grab it again. Baby Luo retracted behind Luo Fengtang again.

"Dad, save me!" she shouted.

Luo Fengtang had opened his arms, like a hen protecting its chicks, to block the attack of Yang Ruoqing, the ferocious eagle.

"Qing'er, although our daughter is a little naughty, she has a good nature. You should ask her clearly what the situation is, and then it's not too late to hit her!"

Luo Fengtang said with a smile again.

Yang Ruoqing barely suppressed her anger and asked Luo Baobao: "What's going on? Tell me honestly, why did you fight Bingbing? What did you use to fight?"

Luo Baobao hid behind Luo Fengtang, not showing his face, but snorted.

"Humph, if you hit me, you are not my mother. You can go ask Bingbing yourself!"

"You stinky girl..."

"I smell good!"

Luo Baobao corrected loudly.

Yang Ruoqing rolled her eyes in anger.

Luo Fengtang turned to face Luo Baobao behind him and said, "Your mother is asking you something. Talk to your mother quickly, otherwise, dad will be angry too!"

When Luo Baobao heard this, he had to curl his lips.

She was pushed by Luo Fengtang and reluctantly stood up.

His little brows were furrowed, and his eyes were looking at a pair of coir raincoats hanging on the wall at a 45-degree angle.

"I was riding the wooden cart that my grandpa made for me on the road. When I got thirsty, I parked the cart in the yard and went back to the main room to drink water."

"When I finished drinking the water, the wooden cart disappeared."

"I went to look for him and saw Bingbing riding on the pond, so I decided to ride towards his house."

"I just remembered the last time I asked him to come to my house to play, and he stole the little puppet from my house and hid it in his clothes and ran home. I was so annoyed!"

"I went up to snatch the car back, but Bingbing refused to give it to me and said it belonged to his family."

"He also told me to tell my girl, Pianzi, to go away and not stop him from riding his bike."

"I got angry, so I pushed him to the ground, picked up my little wooden cart and started to leave."

"He grabbed my feet to prevent me from walking. I tripped and fell. The wooden cart accidentally hit him, and his head was bleeding. It was the wooden cart that hit him, not me...

"

After listening to Luo Baobao's words, Yang Ruoqing's anger suddenly disappeared.

She thought about it seriously and already had a judgment in her mind.

However, his face was still very serious and he said to Baby Luo: "My mother made the mistake of blaming you for today's incident. You did not stir up trouble. You are a good baby who listens to your mother."

"But next time, Mom still hopes that you can try to reason with the children as much as possible, or push the wooden cart out and actively invite Bingbing to play together."

"You can tell Bingbing that because you consider him a friend, you are willing to share your wooden cart with your friends."

"But he also has to promise you that he won't secretly push your wooden cart away without your permission or without your presence. This behavior is not good."

"Do you remember it?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Luo Baobao nodded.

"But mother..." Luo Baobao shrugged and looked at Yang Ruoqing sincerely.
Chapter completed!