Chapter 886 Want to fight again?
Li Qiao was so angry that she wanted to raise her chopsticks to hit this naughty son again. Halfway through, she thought about it. This son was a little stupider than the other two children. But what to do.

So she put down the half-raised chopsticks again.

When Jian Qingyu saw it, she thought it was her mother who was reluctant to hit her, and her little face began to look smug again, "Mom, I knew you would not want to hit me twice more, I'm your dear son, I understand."

Li Qiaomu shook the chopsticks in his hand, and told himself in his heart, this is his own son, so don't be angry, lest anger damage his body.

Jian Qingfeng who was on the side raised his eyes again to look at this stupid brother. This brother is hopeless, and he will open a dyeing room if he is given a little color. If he is beaten again, he deserves it.

"Forget it, I'll bear it, you're stupid enough anyway, you're right, if I keep beating you up, I'll be the one who suffers in the end." Li Qiaomu sighed, desperately following Said himself.

Jian Qingyu opened her mouth, and immediately swallowed the words that came to her lips, being shocked by her mother's words.

"Sure enough, in Mom's eyes, I'm also a big fool, I knew it." He lowered his head and ate breakfast listlessly.

Seeing him like this, Li Qiaomu thought that what he said just now had hurt his self-esteem, so he couldn't help comforting him with a worried voice, "Mom didn't mean that. Like your sister, they are all my dearest children. In this world, parents are the people who will least dislike their children. No matter what you become in the future, your mother will support you."

As he spoke, Li Qiaomu saw him lying on the table with his shoulders motionless.

"What's the matter, I didn't scold you anymore. Why are you still crying? Then mom apologizes to you, okay? It's mom's fault. Mom shouldn't hit you. I won't hit you next time, okay?" Li Qiaomu anxiously He patted him on the back to reassure him.

Brother Mo Ruo, Jian Qingfeng rolled his eyes upwards, interrupting Li Qiaomu's consolation, "Mom, just ignore him, he just needs a beating."

After finishing speaking, Jian Qingfeng warned Jian Qingyu whose shoulders were trembling, "Jian Qingyu's joking should be done in moderation, stop when you give me enough, be careful your skin is itchy again."

For a moment, Li Qiaomu didn't know what he was obsessed with the brothers, but in the next second, she saw the second son who was still lying on the table just now, looking like he was crying, suddenly looked up with a smile on his face.

His face was clean, without any trace of tears, and he didn't look like he had just cried at all.

Now, what Li Qiaomu didn't understand was that she was being deceived by her second son.

"Jian Qingyu, you brat, you dare to lie to me, and you want to beat me again, don't you?" Li Qiao picked up the chopsticks he had just put down angrily.

Jian Qingyu, who had been guarding against her lifting for a long time, saw the chopsticks she raised, quickly hugged her head, and begged for mercy, "Mom, Mom, if you have something to say, please say it. Besides, I didn't tell you that I was crying, but You think it yourself, it has nothing to do with me."

Li Qiaomu was so angry with his second son that he really didn't know how to teach him a lesson, so he immediately looked at Jian Haotian who was sitting next to him for help, "Look at my son, you don't care about it, you are about to piss me off. "

(End of this chapter)

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