It's Saturday, and I'm lying on the sofa and playing games at home in the afternoon. Suddenly, the little girl from the neighbor's house knocked on the door and came in and ran to me panting. She let out tears and said aggrievedly: "Uncle, your son beat me." "Ah!" I sat up. At th

Today is Saturday, I was lying on the sofa and playing games at home in the afternoon. Suddenly, the little girl child from the neighbor's house knocked on the door. When entering , came to , panting and running to me, while crying, and said aggrievedly:

"Uncle, your son hit me." "Ah!" I sat up, and my wife was drying clothes on the balcony. After hearing this, she came over to me and said, "You haven't gone to get your son back, you know how to play games every day."

"I..." I muttered in a low voice: "I usually care about my son, do you let me care?"

"What are you muttering? If you have a fart, you can just let it go!"

"I..."

I didn't dare to say anything. After the little girl left, my son also came back. I asked sternly: "Why do you hit the little sister? They are girls!"

The son was stunned when he heard this, and stood there silent for a while before he said aggrievedly:

"She accidentally fell down when she ran away just now, so I ran over to comfort her not to cry. Who knew that the more she cried, so I hit her, and women can't spoil her."

"What did this child say?" The wife looked at me and asked, "How did you educate the child?"

"Son, it's wrong for you to hit someone!" I stared at my son and continued, "It's even more wrong for men to hit women!"

"Dad! Women's problems are all caused by men, why don't you understand!"

I... looked at my wife and smiled at and got more uncomfortable than crying!