The fat woman squatted down to comfort her: “Oh, my baby doesn’t cry, it doesn’t hurt anymore, why doesn’t it hurt anymore, wait for mom to go back and buy you ice cream, okay?”
The boy leaked a little eye and nodded: “Okay, you want to buy me a lot, okay?”
“Okay, okay, my mother will buy you a lot of things, let you eat a good enough.” The fat woman completely obedient.
“Well, then I won’t cry.” The boy rubbed his eyes aggrievedly.
After seeing her son stop crying, the woman immediately straightened her back and said arrogantly: “Mr. Wu, do you think this can be done so easily? Do you think my son was beaten like this,” Can we let it go?”
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