"Gu Lingling, you stop right there." He Juan screamed, almost driven mad with rage.
Stop? And then what?
Gu Lingling stood at the doorway, turned her head to look at He Juan, and then gave a mocking glance at Old Mrs. He, "Why donāt we get your village chief from Beishui Village to judge? You really need to fix this habit of biting whoever you see."
Is she a dog? Biting people?
He Juan rushed forward to slap Gu Lingling, but Gu Lingling grabbed her arm, "Rest assured, all those sneaky things you and Gu Juan did in the past, I will pay them back bit by bit."
"Next time, think before you speak. As for the issue of illegitimate children, I suggest you ask your grandma properly. Sheās very knowledgeable on that subject." She whispered into He Juanās ear.
"You... let go of me." He Juan tried to struggle, but Gu Lingling had not been practicing for nothing lately; how could she let her go?
"Thatās enough, He Juan." He Guoquan had finished talking with Yang Yunhai and looked at his niece with a dark face, "Hurry and apologize to Lingling."
"No need to apologize, I donāt care for it." Gu Lingling gently released He Juanās hand, causing He Juan to fall backward to the ground without realizing it.
"Youāre all bullying me, I... I donāt want to live anymore." She started crying as she sat in the muddy ground.
Useless coward!
Gu Lingling pursed her lips, "Uncle He, sometimes too much patience only leads to more harm to those you care about."
In the past, if He Guoquan had been a little tougher, He Yue wouldnāt have gone through so much trouble, and Yang Yunhai wouldnāt have had to step in and help, which eventually made him feel for her.
"I... I understand now, thank you." He Guoquan sighed, realizing the irony that even a little girl understood a lesson he didnāt: that in chasing trivial familial bonds, he hurt his closest family members.
Looking at his wife with red eyes, his daughter with a swollen face, and recalling what Yang Yunhai had just asked him, He Guoquan realized he really needed to think things over.
Gu Lingling shook her hand.
Shed hit too many people, her hand was swelling by morning, and even though sheād applied the ointment Yang Yunhai gave her, hitting a couple more slaps made it burn again.
Once in the car, Yang Yunhai handed over the ointment from the morning, "Youāre not making any progress."
Gu Lingling, "..."
It seemed she got so angry she forgot there was still a Yang Yunhai outside.
Oh, woe is me, why is it that he always sees her when sheās making a fool of herself? Sigh!
"Iāve taught you so many ways to discipline people, and all you remember is using your hand?" Yang Yunhai snorted coldly.
This ridiculous thing of harming eight hundred to kill a thousand, and yet this little girl was enthusiastic about it.
"Make sure to apply the ointment for the next few days." He instructed icily, "And no hitting with your hand in the future."
No hands?
Then what, use feet?
Fine, Yang Yunhai was somewhat shocked by this girlās dazed expression, "I didnāt say not to use your hands."
So is she supposed to use hands or not use hands!
"Do you really like hitting peopleās faces?" Yang Yunhai sighed, hitting faces might feel good but if the strength isnāt used properly, it hurts too.
"If you want to hit someoneās face in the future, remember to do it like this." Yang Yunhai pulled Gu Linglingās hand to demonstrate, "Donāt use the palm, but this position of the fingers, right here, then swiftly apply force."
Alright, after explaining, Yang Yunhai felt heād been led astray by this girl.
He, the captain of the elite special forces, actually teaching someone how to slap faces?