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They wished those siblings would just disappear from their sight.
Beating and scolding them had become a part of daily life.
Normally, Yun Xiaoxiao wouldn't say something like this.
But someone in the bustling crowd remarked, "Da Zhu gets beaten up at home all the time, screaming his head off, and Da Zhu's father does nothing about it."
"How come your children are children, but other people's children aren't?"
The one Yun Xiaoxiao despised the most was Da Zhu's father.
Yes, we all have a pair of hands with fingers of different lengths.
But you can't be so blatantly biased.
To let your new wife beat the children your first wife bore you, have your eldest children ceased to be your sons and daughters?"
When Da Zhu's father returned carrying water, he saw a crowd gathered at his doorstep.
"I'm going to fight you!"
Yun Xiaoxiao slapped him again.
"I'm not Da Zhu, whom you can hit and scold at will."
"Da Zhu's father is back."