"So, what happened next? How badly did he hit you? Where did he hit you? Come on, speak up and let us know," Fan Tianyu asked very calmly.
Wang Qiuhe said with an agitated face, "Chenchen kicked me from behind, and Zhenzhen even twisted my arm. She almost broke it. Mom, they really hurt me; you must teach them a lesson for me."
Fan Tianyu frowned and interrupted, "Wait a minute, answer my question first: Zhenzhen and Chenchen both hit you, and you said it hurt a lot. Let's not talk about Zhenzhen for now; you're saying you felt pain from a child like Chenchen hitting you? You're pathetic. A teenager getting hurt by a kid and then running to tattle. And after you tattle, do you expect your parents to go and hit a child who's not even six years old? Your family must be really proud."