Mother Sheng touched Erbao's face, and said lovingly, "Mom doesn't want your help, so go do your homework first."

"Where's my brother? Is my brother back? I have a question for my brother."

As soon as Er Bao said this, Mother Sheng's expression became ugly for a moment, "Your brother is busy, you won't ask me if you have any questions, it's the same as asking your father, there's no need to ask your brother."

After finally coaxing the child into the room, Father Sheng, who was beside him, had already seen the clue.

"No, it's said no, where are you going?" Sheng's mother hurriedly stopped in front of Sheng's father, "He's fifteen years old this year, what's the use of hitting him."

"I don't beat him, I don't educate him, do I let people outside fight? He fights outside every day like this, and one day he will die quickly."

Mother Sheng had no choice but to roar: "It's about to eat soon, you hit him now, and Erbao will see it later and cry again."

Hearing the name of the well-behaved daughter, Father Sheng's anger could not help but dissipate half. This daughter is their husband and wife's only consolation now, unlike the renegade son.

He exhaled a turbid breath, like a buffalo, and sat on the sofa next to him, "I really don't know what evil I did in my last life, and I would give birth to such a thing, I thought I should strangle him in the first place, so I don't have to do it now. worry every day."

"Okay, okay, go wash your face and eat later." Mother Sheng paused, "He will be an adult in a few years, and he will definitely be sensible by then."

Father Sheng snorted in disapproval.

At the dinner table, Erbao shook his head and told his parents about school while eating. The school she went to was a girls' school that Sheng's father and mother spent a lot of money to enter. Although the conditions were not as good as those in China, they were far superior to the schools in this area, and at least the security was good.

Er Bao was talking about interesting stories, and both Sheng's father and Sheng's mother agreed. It didn't take long for Sheng's father to see the taciturn eldest son beside him, and his dissatisfaction overflowed again. He resisted his anger so that he didn't get angry at the dinner table, but when Mother Sheng took Er Bao to take a bath, he immediately walked to the door of Sheng Yingqi's room.

"Open the door!"

After ten seconds, heard movement inside.

This slow movement raised Father Sheng's anger one step further, and when Sheng Yingqi opened the door, he slapped him hard.

"Snapped"

"Damn, who made you fight outside? What did I say last time, if you fight outside again, I'll break your leg first!"

Sheng Yingqi raised his hand and wiped the corners of his lips that had been beaten. He slowly turned his head to look at Father Sheng, and said generously, "Then you can fight."

"Sheng Yingqi!" Father Sheng was so angry that he leaned back. He didn't understand why he had an enemy. He didn't listen to how he taught him.

In a fit of anger, Father Sheng found a handy tool—a mop.

He tore off one end of the mop with force, and walked towards Sheng Yingqi step by step with the stick.

The time to bathe Er Bao was one of the few times for Mother Sheng to relax. She teased her daughter with the duckling in the basin while helping her daughter wash her soft long hair.

Suddenly, she heard noises outside and realized something was wrong. She hurriedly washed her daughter's hair and shoved the duckling into her daughter's hand, "Er Bao, wash yourself first, and mom goes out for a drink."

Sheng's mother ran out to take a look, and saw Sheng's father slamming Sheng Yingqi with a broken stick, and finally even broke the stick. She held back her tears and pushed her husband away, "Are you crazy? Are you really going to kill your son?"

Father Sheng glanced at the broken stick, and then looked at Sheng Yingqi. Sheng Yingqi didn't hide or hide, let him fight, the expression on his face was the same as before, and he looked like a natural powerhouse. His heartache disappeared in an instant, and he just wanted to play happily.

He remembered that the hardships he had endured for more than ten years were all thanks to this evil son. After finally accumulating some property here, the family can barely live in peace, but Sheng Yingqi made him unhappy and insisted on fighting outside.

Where is South Sudan?

Anywhere you can kill someone.

Sheng Yingqi is still so disobedient!

Furious, Father Sheng threw away one of the sticks and clenched the other one, ignoring Mother Sheng's obstruction, and he would beat him again. Seeing that Sheng's mother couldn't persuade Sheng's father, she could only push Sheng Yingqi, "Come on, let's go, do you want to be beaten to death by your father if you stay here?"

Erbao in the bathroom was also alerted by Jingjing. She came out crookedly to take a look and directly witnessed the scene of her father beating her brother, and she cried out in fright.

Mother Sheng heard her daughter cry, and hurriedly turned around to coax her. She said to Sheng Yingqi in a hurry while coaxing: "Go away! Don't stay here! What do you want to make this family look like? Just be my mother. Please, please? Don't be mad at your dad!"

On one side are his mother and sister who are hugging each other, and on the other side is his father who beat him. Sheng Yingqi swayed for a while, and finally left.

He walked into the thick darkness and wiped the blood from his forehead with his hands. There's a shabby hotel nearby, so you can barely sleep a night.

When he was about to walk, several people came out of the darkness and surrounded him.

Those people took out their knives and said something, Sheng Yingqi gritted his teeth and took out the money in his pocket. Those people were not satisfied with the money, so they set their sights on Sheng Yingqi's shoes and threatened Sheng Yingqi with a knife to take them off.

Sheng Yingqi squatted down slowly, the blood on his forehead dripped onto the upper of the shoe, and someone next to him immediately called out in dissatisfaction and kicked his head, "Boy, did you intentionally soil your shoes?"

Sheng Yingqi, who was kicked to the ground, touched something on the ground next to his fingers. He touched it and found out what it was. His facial muscles twitched unnaturally, then he grabbed the brick and slammed it at those people.

He was fed up, fed up with being here, being bullied, robbed, beaten day after day.