章 322: It's Still The Same Formula

Slap! His finger landed at the waist of his foster father. His foster father trembled and turned around with his face distorted in pain. He said angrily, "This lil' shit, are you looking for a beating?"

Li Xianyu grinned. "Dad, your lumbar disc seems very prominent recently."

His foster father slapped his head and said, "And even then you come and poke me there?"

After that, he slapped his head two more times.

His foster mother turned to look at the father and the son with a smile in her eyes. Her husband and son always did this. They got along in a different way than other families. One always spoke like some gangster from the hood, totally unbefitting of being a father. And if he was angry, he would slap his son's head.