My Aunt is Three and a Half Years Old. She Holds a Milk Bottle and Tells Fortunes. the Whole Interne

Chapter 149 The great-aunt’s little darling

 Mianmian’s words made the entire conference hall extremely quiet.

Su Chaoyang hugged his brother Su Chaoyu tightly. The little watermelon-headed boy stammered: "Brother, if you hit us with such a big stick, we will be flattened. Do you have a pump at home?"

 Characters in cartoons can survive by blowing air even if they are smashed, but how can such a thing happen in reality? Su Chaoyu mercilessly exposed his brother's naive thoughts: "Even a pump can't save us!"

This great-aunt is not deliberately trying to kill them, is she?

Su Chaoyu, who originally felt that Mianmian's appearance was not a good thing, couldn't help but think so. He even thought about what his grandmother had said to him. Fortunately, the engagement was not successful, otherwise the uncle would have another child soon.

After other children appear in the Su family, the money that the two brothers will inherit in the future will be less. Maybe the eldest aunt will kill them for money.

The more he thought about it, the more Su Chaoyu felt that Mianmian was the child that grandma said was the one who wanted to kill their child.

He couldn't help but stare at Mianmian with disgust.

The fifth child, Su Chenyan, was closest to the stick. He knelt and walked over curiously, holding the smaller one with both hands, trying to lift it up. The muscles on his arms were prominent and he used all his strength, but the small stick still didn't move at all.

Su Chenyan was unwilling to give in and stood up again, holding his waist and sinking down with strength.

This time, I only lifted the stick a little, but couldn't really hold it up.

His arms were numb and he let go, and there was a muffled sound on the floor.

"Oh my God, a pure iron rod?" Su Chenyan finished speaking in shock, his eyes fell on another thicker stick, and he silently changed his words, "This is no longer a stick, this is a pillar..."

 How did my sister-in-law live in the mountains? Great-uncle Zeng is holding this big child? Also, the iron rod did not damage the floor when it fell to the ground. It seemed to float to the ground. It must have been a spell.

Su Chenyan thought, scratched his head and looked at his brothers: "Good news, even dad can't lift this thing."

If you can’t carry it, you can’t use it to implement family laws.

Su Chenyan chuckled and knelt on the ground to wait for the lecture.

Mr. Su’s mouth twitched after hearing what his silly old man said. He saw Mianmian looking at him expectantly, coughed twice and said respectfully: "Little aunt, you are the elder of the family now, how about you replace Lin Sheng and teach these unfilial descendants?"

All Mianmian could think about was the image of Su Linsheng picking up the family law stick and swinging it at several great-nephews and two great-nephews, while she had stopped him in the past. She never expected that the task of implementing the family law would fall on her.

She looked at the two big sticks on the ground, blinked her eyes, and suddenly understood.

 The eldest nephew is not as strong as his mother and cannot lift these sticks.

She put the little brocade bag against the two sticks, and with a slight movement of her little hand, the two sticks were put away by the little brocade bag.

Then, Mianmian took out an ordinary bamboo stick and said seriously: "Nephew, they have made you angry, it is you who should teach them a lesson, use this, use this, just use this, you must be able to handle it!"

“Niece-in-law, put Mianmian down quickly, Mianmian is ready!”

Mrs. Su was urged and quickly put Mianmian down.

She looked at the small **** holding the stick, wondering if this was the naughty side of her little aunt. Because the family law was enforced by such a big stick on the mountain, and my aunt was the only child on the mountain, so my aunt expected to have children like her?

Just like in the show, the aunt made the staff member covered in dust and played a prank, but she just missed her mother.

Mrs. Su thought about it, then returned to sit on the sofa and said to Mr. Su: "Old man, if the child makes a mistake, he should be educated and beaten."

Show it to your little aunt to let her know that the children down the mountain are just like her. They will be chased and beaten by their parents when they are punished.

 With Mrs. Su speaking, Mr. Su is full of confidence.

He solemnly took the bamboo stick from Mianmian's hand and played with it twice. He felt that he was still as majestic as when he was young and could perform a few tricks with the stick.

But now is not the time to be cool. If my aunt wants to see the juniors get beaten, then she will. It's just... I was thinking about taking action in the family just now, but with this interruption, my emotions have to be brewed again.

Mr. Su recalled that when he was at home in the first half of the year, he and his wife would sometimes make video calls together, hoping that one of their sons would pick up the call, but the sons would either not answer or hang up because they had something to do.

Other times, I share some health-preserving articles in the group, hoping to get a reply, but no child pays attention to my matter, and suddenly I feel angry again.

 Hit, it’s time to hit!

"You guys are kneeling so neatly. It seems that you are already reflecting. Old man, I won't say much. The big ones have twenty sticks each! The small ones have ten sticks. Kneel down for me." Hearing Mr. Su say this, Mianmian was stunned again.

The eldest nephew spanks the child at home, but the child still has to kneel down and wait for the spanking? Didn’t all the great-nephews and great-nephews run away?

Seeing that Mr. Su had already walked to the two great-nephews, he picked up Su Chaoyu and put it on his knees. He raised the bamboo stick in his hand high. Mianmian had no time to think about anything else. He ran to the two great-nephews with his short legs. In front of my great-nephew.

Su Chaoyu was lowering his head. He saw a small short leg in front of his eyes. He raised his head and looked at Mianmian hatefully. How much does this great aunt, who doesn’t know where she comes from, want them to be beaten? It's not enough to look far away, but it has to be so close.

As soon as Mianmian ran up to Su Chaoyu, she was frightened by Su Chaoyu's eyes.

She remembered that Fu Keqi looked at her like this when he wanted to scratch her face. Fu Keqi looked at her like that because he hated her, but did his great-nephew also hate her?

While Mianmian was thinking about this problem, Mr. Su's stick had already landed on Su Chaoyu's butt.

“Ah.” Su Chaoyu exclaimed in pain, clenching his little hands into fists.

Su Chaoyu hadn't been beaten for so long that he had forgotten that being beaten would hurt so much. His eyes were filled with tears instantly, and his little face that was somewhat similar to Su Chenyi was full of grievance and sadness.

But thinking of Mianmian looking at him, he tensed up his face and decided not to cry or make this bad aunt laugh.

Mianmian heard Su Chaoyu's cry of pain and was still hesitating whether she should stop her eldest nephew from beating him.

She pursed her small mouth and stared at Su Chaoyu's face with her round eyes. Why does her great-nephew hate her? Didn't she do anything bad to her great-nephew?

 At this time, the second stick also fell on Su Chaoyu's butt.

Su Chaoyu could still bear the first blow, but the second one was really painful, and his **** almost split into two!

 He finally couldn't bear it anymore and started crying.

 “Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

The cry was repressed.

Su Chaoyu cried loudly, and thought not to be too loud. He still tried hard to fight against the pain, not wanting to be laughed at.

But as soon as he thought that this painful feeling would come again 8 times, he was still a little unable to hold on, and his crying turned into a super loud vent.

 “Whoa whoa whoa!”

　　It’s so pitiful, so pitiful.

These two motherless children are so pitiful. They will be bullied by a strange great-aunt in the future, robbed of their property, and murdered!

Su Chaoyu wailed loudly.

Mianmian saw Su Chaoyu crying more and more sadly, and reached behind with her little hand to touch her butt.

She sighed as she thought of the pain she felt when she was beaten.

Forget it, even though I don’t know why the great-nephew looked at her like that, the great-nephew hasn’t done anything bad to her yet. As an elder, you should be more generous and forgive your great-nephew for the time being!

Mianmian puffed up her face, made fists with her little hands to pump herself up, and then said very loudly: "Oh, oh, oh, Chaoyu, my dear little aunt, why are you being beaten again!"

"Lin Sheng, please don't hit him. He is still young. What should I do if he is beaten?"

As he spoke, Mianmian walked up to Su Linsheng and raised his hand to grab the stick from Su Linsheng.

Because she got her wish and was finally able to perform, the serious expression she had just acquired on her little face suddenly stopped and turned into a big smile.

 When children imitate adults, their pretentiousness is particularly obvious. Especially Mianmian was still hunched over, like a little hunchback.

This made everyone else present stunned, and then they came back to their senses.

 It turns out that my aunt/grandmother enthusiastically provided the family French stick in the hope of using the family law. In fact, she wanted to be an elder who would stop spanking children?

This is too well-intentioned!

 (End of this chapter)