Dawang was limping throughout the entire journey but he was stubborn. He gritted his teeth and wanted to act like he usually did as much as possible.
But after all, he was only an 11-year-old child. Although he was precocious and taller, he was still a growing child, which resulted in his inability to play it cool after a couple of minutes.
Erwang took the initiative to support him, “Eldest Brother, I will support you.”
Dawang still showed his stubbornness, “No need.”
When someone saw him on the road, he felt his face become hot as he felt embarrassed to no end.
It seemed that the price of making a mistake was too high. Not only was there the torment before being interrogated, the torture of conscience when faced by his parents, but there was also the way his mother sobbed and wiped her tears.
Sigh, it’s also not just about being beaten, but also having difficulty sitting or moving, being pointed at by others and becoming the topic of discussion. When the time came to enter the classroom, the students would definitely be curious…
At any rate, there was a bunch of trouble.
Hey, the cost of being wrong was too high!
Student Dawang had trouble sitting, standing and walking. He couldn’t delay his morning exercise in school and didn’t want to slow down his speed either. No matter how you look at it, it was nothing but torture.
But he gritted his teeth and persisted.
Lin Lan also felt distressed, so she tried to make some delicious food for him. She even gave him an egg all to himself in the morning.
However, he knew that his family couldn’t afford many boiled eggs, so he refused to eat an entire one by himself.
Remembering the sight of Dawang gritting his teeth and persevering, Lin Lan murmured to Han Qingsong at night, “Tell me, were we a little too harsh?”
Satisfied, Director Han hugged his wife, “If they make a mistake, they will be punished— there is nothing wrong with it.”
She was soft-hearted and although she persuaded Sanwang not to feel guilty, she was feeling the guilt daily, but Han Qingsong was happy to console her through it.
But he was a little unsure, if Dawang were to have confessed the next morning, would he have hit him that hard still?
Most likely, yes. After all, these hands were trained by the military for many years.
The two whispered for a while before Lin Lan said that she wanted to get up and tidy up.
He turned over and laid her down, hugging her to his chest, “…Since you’re going to shower anyway, why not have one round…”
Lin Lan, “…We don’t have enough of that.”
“There are two more. If we’re going to buy more anyways, might as well finish them,” Director Han was already thick-skinned.
Lin Lan, “!!” What the hell? This guy was really saying to finish it since we’re buying more, huh?