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Looking at the utterly disgusting Tang San, Ah Jing felt a deep-seated loathing. For some time now, Ah Jing had never given Tang San a kind look.
He knew Tang San could understand, so sometimes he would deliberately say things to Tang San.
"You ugly thing, your father abandoned us because of you."
Ah Jing slapped him hard, but it was extremely insulting. After slapping him, she didn't forget to wipe her hands, showing her disgust.
If it were truly his own son, he certainly wouldn't mind. Unfortunately, the child before him was merely an outsider, an outsider who had taken over his child's body.
Over this period of time, Ah Jing had become certain of what Xu Xin had said: this was an extraterrestrial demon, a heinous villain who had killed his own child; in short, he was no good person.
Since arriving at this place, Toad Tang San has never cried. Even when he was slapped, he didn't cry. Instead, he felt a little wronged. Sometimes, when Toad Tang San was hungry, he would even point to his mouth with his finger.
Sometimes, Toad Tang San would stare intently at Ah Jing with wide eyes, as if he were looking at some kind of treasure.
This gave Ah Jing a chill; this thing was truly disgusting.
Despite her nausea, Ah Jing would bring him a little food each time, just enough to keep him from starving, without expecting him to be treated to lavish meals.
Ah Jing is currently level 59, and she can easily feed herself while hunting. As for Tang San the Toad? Let him go hungry if he can; he's not a good thing anyway.
Tang San, the toad, felt wronged immediately after being slapped by Ah Jing.
When that face covered in toad stripes looked aggrieved, it was even more disgusting. Ah Jing couldn't help but slap it again. What a scourge, always disgusting herself, what a damned thing.
Just bear with it a little longer, and we'll hand this menace over when the time comes.
Tang San, the toad, looked aggrieved. "This... I can't blame myself for growing up like this. Isn't it all your parents' fault?"
"If my mother looks alright, then the ugly one must be my father."
"Damn old bastard, you've already chosen your own death!"
Tang San, the toad, felt a surge of resentment. If his mother wasn't ugly, then it must be his father who was. That scumbag who abandoned his wife and children deserved to die.
If it weren't for him, why would I, Tang San of the Tang Clan, have become this inhuman, toad-like creature?
If it weren't for him, why would my mother dislike me? In my past life, I didn't have a mother. I finally had a mother who loved me, and you ruined it all.
Instead of blaming his mother, Toad Tang San felt indignant on her behalf, blaming it all on that dead father.
Ah Jing had no idea what Toad Tang San was thinking, nor did he care. He just wanted to get rid of this guy as soon as possible so he could do his own thing.
Tang San, the toad, was obsessed with Ah Jing, while Ah Jing only wanted to escape from this ugly thing.
Having finally found maternal love, Toad Tang San developed a kind of obsession, attributing all of Ah Jing's actions to his father.
Ah Jing hit him because she loved him, to let him know that it was all his father's fault, to make him remember it, and to make him never forget.
Even if Ah Jing doesn't give him food, it's still out of love, to let him know that our current predicament is his father's fault.
Tang San, the toad, always thought that Ah Jing was a peasant woman who was just a little pretty, but the kind of person who was as ordinary as could be, and he even felt that she was weak and powerless.
There was no food at home because they lacked the resources. However, these were all Tang San's own thoughts. What he didn't know was that Ah Jing had secretly gone out to barbecue and eat countless times, enjoying herself immensely.
Tang San, the toad, secretly vowed in his heart that he would definitely seek justice for his mother and let her live a good life in the future.
Surprisingly, he didn't label Ah Jing as someone who was courting death just because she hit him.
"What are you looking at, you ugly thing? Get out of here!"
Ah Jing snorted coldly, walked out of the room on her own, and closed the door.
Just as she stepped out of the room, she ran into Old Jack, the village chief: "Hey, mistress's mom, what brings you out here?"
Old Jack greeted Ah Jing warmly, feeling sorry for this mother who was raising her child alone at such a young age, while her husband had run away, leaving her and her child alone.
Although Tang San isn't good-looking, even a tiger wouldn't eat its own cub; it's truly a terrible thing.
"Sigh, old village chief, never mind, you know about my family's..."
Ah Jing said embarrassedly, looking very uncomfortable.
Old Jack nodded silently: "It must have been tough on you and your daughter. Thankfully, that ugly boy doesn't cry or make a fuss, which makes things easier for you."
"Yeah, if he dares to cry, I'll slap him across the face."
Ah Jing spoke in a harmless manner.
Old Jack nodded awkwardly. He knew that Tang San's mother had a bad temper. She would beat Tang San whether she was in a good mood or a bad mood. In short, she would beat Tang San for no reason.
It's like they'd feel bad if they didn't get a beating.
Fortunately, it was just a symbolic beating, not a fatal blow, otherwise Tang San's small frame wouldn't have been able to withstand it.
Old Jack didn't try to persuade him. He knew he couldn't change anything, and if he tried now, Tang San would probably get slapped again after he left.
For Tang San's safety, Old Jack exchanged a few pleasantries with a smile and then left.
When he first learned that Ah Jing had hit Tang San, he tried to dissuade her. Guess what? Ah Jing slapped him right in front of Old Jack. Old Jack was stunned. Something wasn't right...
Later, after much persuasion and seeing Tang San get beaten up repeatedly, he stopped trying. He knew Ah Jing was suffering, abandoned by a man, so he just let her be. After all, Tang San was that man's son; the sins of the father must be visited upon the son…
Ah Jing snorted coldly, turned around and went into the house, slapping Tang San again before she felt at ease.
As Tang San grows older, Ah Jing's whipping force will increase; each year-old has its own whipping style, and each two-year-old has its own strength.
In short, the intensity was just right, leaving him bewildered but not mentally exhausted. The only question is whether these six years will turn Tang San into a crooked-mouthed dragon king... no, a crooked-mouthed toad.
Tang San, the toad, was used to being beaten. He endured the pain in his body and drifted off to sleep.
Tang San, the toad, is still young and doesn't have much energy. Even though his soul is powerful, his body isn't.
Ah Jing looked at the sleeping toad Tang San, and her soul power suddenly surged. She wished she could kill this guy right now. A murderous intent flashed in her eyes, then disappeared, and the soul power in her hand also disappeared.
He muttered to himself, "Damn it, I'll kill you with my own hands later."
After glaring fiercely at Tang San for a while, Ah Jing finally left the house to find something to eat.
For the rest of the time, Toad Tang San continued to live the life of being beaten several times a day. He didn't complain, but instead transferred all his hatred to his father.