Flash Marriage: He Made My Jaw Drop

Chapter 1171

Today’s children can’t beat or scold, they are very independent in their thinking, and often speak

surprisingly.

Such a small child is already separated.

From now on, Vivienne can think about the future. When her son grows up, she is afraid that the family

will be separated, moved out, and needs money, so she will make a phone call. When she has nothing

to do, she will definitely not call you.

Damien was not in a hurry to teach his son a lesson, but boasted: “My son is awesome. If he wants to

live alone, then your mother and I are very happy. You are

independent at such a young age, and you can even build your own house.”

Hearing his father’s compliment, Murphy’s little mouth grinned. He’s that sneaky smile. He wanted to

laugh, but he was embarrassed, and his eyeballs would glance at the people present, for fear that

someone would find him smiling. That little expression, little action, very cute.

Damien changed the subject: “However, what do you do if you have no money? Who will cook for you?

You won’t be afraid to sleep alone? Can you protect yourself when you meet bad people?”

Murphy’s smile disappeared, and he listened very seriously. His small expression seemed to be saying

something, which

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seemed to make sense. His small eyes glanced at Vivienne, wanting to be subdued, but because of his

face, he snorted, his small expression arrogant: “I punched you!” You can kill a bad guy.”

Vivienne didn’t listen to Damien fooling her son, and turned to go upstairs.

Liam was very interested, sitting and listening to Damien teaching his son. He was amazed that

Damien, who was usually vigorous and aggressive outside, had such a gentle and loving side.

Facing his son’s mischievousness, Damien is very patient and persuasive.

Liam reflected on himself. When his son was naughty when he was a child, he just beat him up. Not

only did it not have educational significance, but his son was beaten by him, and he became more and

more naughty. He is now in junior high school, and he is still angry with him from time. to time.

Damien held his son in his arms and said, “Then you just hit your mother with your fist, didn’t you?

Murphy, this is wrong. A boy’s fist is to protect his family and beat bad people.”

Murphy thinks it makes sense: “Then I won’t hit my mother in the future. Mom says it once, and you say

it once. Saying it once is enough.”

Even if he was subdued, Murphy spoke the softest words in the hardest tone.

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The little guy is not happy anymore, and feels that his parents are scolding him.

When Murphy speaks, he will roll his eyes, cute and annoying, making people dumbfounded.

“Okay, then I won’t talk about you.” Damien said, “Go upstairs and make up with your mother, and

apologize to your mother.”

“I’m not apologizing,” Murphy said, but his calf was already stepping up the steps.

Liam smiled and said, “Damien, your son has a personality.”

“Children nowadays have a set of principles.” Damien pinched his eyebrows: “Children are actually

simple, and their tempers come and go quickly. Don’t look so small, they actually understand the truth.

Adults can’t ignore it. At this time, it is even more necessary to guide correctly.”

Liam was taught, and glanced at Wade standing on the stairs: “See? You just don’t listen to the

instructions, you can only be beaten.”

Then, Liam asked Damien again: “Have you ever hit a child?”

Damien held his little daughter Irma on his lap and sat on his lap, saying, “Children cannot be educated

by beating.”

Wade immediately said, “Dad, did you hear that? Beatings are useless. I was beaten for nothing when I

was young.”

Liam said: “It’s not in vain. Anyway, I didn’t beat you to

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educate you, but just to express my breath.”

Zona couldn’t help laughing, and Damien gave a thumbs.

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Upstairs, Vivienne was lying on the bed in the room playing with her mobile phone, shopping in the

mall, and shopping.

Murphy came over: “Mom.”

Vivienne pretended not to hear, who hasn’t lost her temper

yet.

“Mom.” Murphy yelled louder again, ran over, took off his shoes and went to bed. He saw a toy

displayed on the screen of Vivienne’s mobile phone, and was immediately attracted: “Mom, buy me a

toy.”

Vivienne made a cold face on purpose: “Don’t buy it, you hit me just now, why should I buy it for you.”

“Mom, I’m sorry. Shall I apologize to you?” Murphy followed Vivienne’s example, lying beside Vivienne,

picking at Vivienne’s cell phone with his small hands, pointing to the toy on the phone and saying,

“Mom, I want to buy this.”