"Amma!" Hongxuan's voice was audible with excitement.

Looking at the little elder brother who was in a different mood than before, the fourth master's voice was rarely less cold, "Hmm!" He was worried about him.

Hong Xuan looked at the fourth master with blank eyes and said, "It's done!" As he spoke, his left index finger moved unconsciously, both excited and nervous, just waiting for him to neatly announce the end of the red painting punishment after his Ama inspection, and then waved his hand and told him that he didn't need to paint red in the future, and he could play to his heart's content.

Well, hehe, it's wrong to play or something, as long as you don't let him write so many words. Of course, nervousness, that's a secret, you can't say it.

The little guy's mental activity The fourth master couldn't understand, and after hearing that he had arranged a hundred times of red painting, he was stunned for a moment, and then quickly came back to his senses and squinted, only to see the fourth master ask quietly: "You just said that you finished it?"

Hongxuan's heart suddenly became a little more nervous, but he still nodded his little head firmly, "Yes." ”

The fourth master looked at Hongxuan a few more times, and then calmly took the written big characters to check. I saw him take out a brush while watching, and from time to time circle the big characters where the writing is okay and where it needs to be improved.

In this way, after the fourth master checked several copies, he suddenly paused.

In this case, in Hongxuan's eyes, he couldn't help clenching his little fists, staring at Ama in the examination with his eyes, coldly, and met a pair of dark and deep eyes.

I couldn't help but chuckle in my heart, and then looked at Amma, who was checking faster and faster next to him, and no longer moved his pen to circle. Then there was his tense face, and the feeling of his own obvious colder swish, which made the little one's bad omen stronger and stronger.

Woo, what should he do if he regrets it, does he have any regret medicine?

With a "snap", the fourth master slapped his palm on the table. The paper on the table was raised, and the things on the table, such as the tea cup, were shaking.

Although Xiao Hongxuan had just received the omen, he was still frightened, and stammered, "Ah, Ah, Amma", and then, his mouth moved, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything to the pair of dark and deep eyes in front of him, only his small body shrank again.

"Huh!" Jia Ming, who was looking at the script in the room next to him, suddenly heard the sound next door, and immediately relieved the script in his hand, and turned his eyes to the source of the sound.

The red hearts doing needlework on the side were also stabbed by this sudden sting, and the blood beads came out, and they were busy holding their fingers.

Why don't you go and have a look?

The red hearts on the side took the initiative to ask for help: "Master, do you want the slave to take a look?"

"You?" Jia Ming shook her head, "You can't, if you find or hear something that shouldn't be, you'll suffer." "After all, hearts are just a maid and are not taken care of much.

Thinking like this, her body has stood up honestly, and her feet have moved a step, so let's go and see for yourself!

After only a few steps, he suddenly stopped, and then turned his gaze to the teapot and snacks on the table beside him. She blinked, smiled, and said secretly: This is a good excuse. Then he turned around, took tea and snacks, and walked towards the next door.

"Knock knock!"

Jia Ming knocked on the door and said, "Master, the concubine came in with tea and snacks." ”

The fourth master, who was waiting for a big outbreak in the house, was suddenly disturbed by this, his brows tightened, and his tone was not very good: "Come in." ”

Hmph, it came just in time, the fourth master couldn't stop his anger and became angry.

As for Xiao Hongxuan on the side, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw Amma's anger shift direction.

"What kind of snacks do you send him, he will be hungry, what a loving mother and a loser......" Balabala's, Jia Ming, who had just come in, was so dizzy by the fourth master that he didn't even have time to put down the tea and snacks.

But why? She couldn't figure out why the fourth master was angry, and finally took advantage of the other party's dry mouth to pause, and plucked up the courage to say: "Master, drink some tea to dissipate your anger." ”

"Heh, can you dissipate the gas?" Saying this, the fourth master did take the tea, and then poured it down violently.

Jia Ming blinked, not quite understanding why he was so angry.

I have always kept my duty, and Hongxuan has been very well-behaved recently, and he hasn't made any trouble, so I don't know what to be angry about. Could it be that it's something out there?

But no, when I first ate, I didn't do that. And, most importantly, the master is angry with himself. This familiar feeling is clearly the rhythm of Hongxuan Keng Niang!

Just thinking about it, I heard an angry shout from the master: "Hongxuan!"

The fourth master, who had drunk tea, calmed down his anger, no, he immediately aimed at the culprit.

"Ah, Amma!" Xiao Hongxuan cried out in his heart, woo, Bai was happy.

The fourth master, Balabala, kept moving, and in front of Jia Ming, a stern reprimand about Hongxuan suddenly began again.

What fooled him, this Amma, the attitude of admitting mistakes was not sincere, what kind of slippery head...... Jiaming was confused for a while, and he still couldn't understand what happened to this little guy Hongxuan.

Looking at the little guy who lowered his head and was wilted, he couldn't stop feeling distressed, so he couldn't help but ask: "Master, what's wrong, Xuan'er, what's wrong with this?"

Hongxuan, who lowered his head, praised in his heart: It's still a good mother.

The fourth master, who was suddenly interrupted from his words, turned his anger directly to Jia Ming and erupted: "What's wrong with the master? Hmph, you raised a good son." ”

Jia Ming was angry and stunned, "Ah, concubine, concubine doesn't know what the master means?" At the same time, he slandered in his heart, really, if he is angry, he will be angry, please you have to give a reason.

Slandering, the fourth master snorted coldly, and continued: "At a young age, he began to use other people's help to cheat to fool this Ama, how can it be ......?"

What made him even more angry was that he thought that Hongxuan had made a bad plot just now, but he didn't want to worry in vain, which led to a big change in his mood, which was quite uncomfortable. Of course, it's better than the little brother really being plotted.

Jia Ming didn't know the fourth master's oolong speculation just now, and she still didn't want to believe it at the moment, "No, Hongxuan, Hongxuan has been very well-behaved recently." But, in her heart, thinking of Hongxuan's temperament, she somewhat believed that he had done it.

"Oh, be good, will he be good?!" Rarely, the fourth master showed his slightly yin and yang side, "Look at it, is he well-behaved?"

Looking at the paper with big characters written on it pointed by the fourth master, Jia Ming picked it up and looked at a few copies, and suddenly realized that Xuan'er was about to finish what he said today, but it was such a completion!

During the day, on the carriage, Hongxuan showed off to Jiaming with a smug face: "Hehe, Eniang, my red painting is almost finished." ”

Since the words of the seven-word long sentence came out that day, the little guy has spoken more and more neatly, and the slightly longer sentences have also been mastered.