In an instant, Zhou Ziqing, splashed with a heap of ink, was dumbfounded, yelling out loud. "Oh my god, what are you doing?"
Tongtong dropped the ink pot, pushed her forcefully with both hands, kicked her, and tore her new clothes. At the same time, she whispered. "Beating you, you evil woman, who stole our dad and shamelessly moved into our home, we'll teach you a lesson today, you vixen!"
"Ah..." Zhou Ziqing screamed in pain.
Ranran kicked her even harder. "Evil woman, your parents are evil too for not educating you well, turning you into a shameless vixen! Now, we'll educate you on their behalf!"
These were all phrases that circulated widely among children, so both kids could speak them smoothly.
But this only infuriated Zhou Ziqing who, unable to bear it any longer, raised her arm. "I think it's you two who need to be taught a lesson!"
Tongtong and Ranran both lifted their little faces in defiance, trying to provoke her. "Evil woman, hit us then!"
