"You little bastard, acting all tough! Who do you think you're showing off to? Hitting your own brother? I'll let you hit him, I'll let you have it!" After the scuffle, Qiu Shuping's hair was a mess, and her clothes wrinkled, looking completely worn out. But she couldn't care less about that now and quickly moved to her second son's side, raising her hand to slap Li Hongjun across the face.
Li Hongjun didn't think there was anything wrong with hitting Li Hongqi. To him, that was still going easy. After all, this was his own little brother, and their parents were still around. If not, just let him try; he wouldn't let him get away with it. So, of course, Li Hongjun wasn't about to stand there and let Qiu Shuping hit him; he dodged to the side, avoiding the blow.
