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Chapter 49 Blueberry

In the midsummer afternoon, there is no wind, and the summer cicada is singing hysterically hidden in the lush leaves and branches, as if it wants to burn out all the enthusiasm before the end of summer.

Suddenly, a cry that was more heartbreaking than the chirping of cicadas pierced the sky.

The cry was like a trumpet before a war. Soon, several curious heads popped out of the stores on both sides of the street.

Zhang Chao also went to watch for a while, and then came back to report the situation: "It seems that a mother is beating her son. Tsk tsk, the child is crying so miserably."

After he finished speaking, he heard a woman's sharp voice coming from outside: " Do you still dare to play games in the future?"

"No more, I don't dare anymore, Mom, I'm sorry I was wrong, I won't dare anymore next time..." The boy's cry sounded particularly pitiful.

Xuanchu frowned: "Let's go out and have a look."

The boss started to speak, and a group of people ran out in a hurry.

Chang Xiao, who was playing games with his feet raised, suddenly raised his head, his eyes as deep as the cold abyss.

The mother and son made quite a fuss, and many people gathered around to join in the fun.

From the chatter of the onlookers, Xuanchu pieced together the whole story.

This is indeed a mother and son pair. Because my son was addicted to playing video games, not only did his grades plummet, he also suffered from pseudomyopia. I went to an optical shop today for a checkup and found out that my son was almost two hundred degrees short-sighted. My mother got so angry that she taught her son a lesson on the street.

It is said that it is difficult for an upright official to deal with household affairs. Passers-by also have different opinions on this matter.

"Sigh, video games are just electronic opium. They are harmful things. The country should ban them as early as possible." A middle-aged uncle said angrily.

Another young man dressed as a college student sneered: "What age are we in now? It's ridiculous that we still regard games as a scourge. Wouldn't we be short-sighted without games?" "

What a sin! The child is still so young, and he will be beaten like this." Bad." The speaker was an old woman with gray hair.

"If a child disobeys, he should be beaten hard. It won't hurt and will be remembered!" Some people agreed with the mother's behavior.

Feeling the bone-chilling breath coming from behind him, Xuanchu turned around in surprise. He was startled when he saw the person coming, and asked quietly: "Master Dao, what's wrong?"

Based on his understanding of Changxiao, he was not a nosy person. How could such a good character suddenly appear?

Chang Xiao said nothing, he just stared blankly at the boy sitting on the ground crying, with complicated eyes.

This human kid reminded him of his own childhood.

His childhood was not a happy one.

He had the most stern and powerful father in the world. Since childhood, the only thing he could do was practice and practice continuously. If you are just a little lazy, you will be beaten severely afterwards.