"So, then what happened? How badly did he beat you? Where did he hit you? Say it out loud so we can all know." Fan Tianyu asked calmly.
Wang Qiuhe, looking agitated, said, "Chenchen kicked me from behind, and Zhenzhen twisted my hand—almost broke it, really. Mom, these two hurt me so bad, you need to teach them a lesson for me."
Fan Tianyu frowned and interrupted, "Wait a minute, answer my question first. Zhenzhen and Chenchen both beat you, you said it hurts a lot—forget Zhenzhen for now, but Chenchen hurt you too? That means you're pretty useless, huh? You're a teenager and a kid under six made you cry, and now you're here whining about it? So what's next, your parents go beat up the six-year-old? What an accomplished family you lot are."
