"Xiao Ergou, Xiao Ergou, acting like a dog unwilling to leave!"
The child named Xiao Ergou squatted on the earthen ground, hugging his head with both hands, allowing the other cruel children to punch and kick him, spitting all the while.
It's not that Er Gou didn't want to resist, he's too small, too young.
Compared to this group of ruthless children, he was simply a tiny thing. If he dared to resist, he truly would be beaten to death by these children who know no restraint.
Even if Er Gou could temporarily prevail, the adults from the families of these cruel children could beat him to death.
Everything was simply because Er Gou had no father, no mother, no home, no house!
"Xiao Ergou..."
Bo Qing squinted his eyes, silently reciting this name in his heart.
Soon, the cruel children grew tired from beating him. They spat on Er Gou's tattered clothes and filthy hair in succession, laughing heartily as they left.
