Then, the little one couldn't help but wail, and his eyes moistened slightly. {with}{dream} щ{suimеng][lā}

Woo, it's really terrible, it's easy to see Ama and Eniang write, if I had known that it was so difficult, woo, I'd ......

"Okay, okay, stop howling. Jia Ming patted Hongxuan's little furry head, then took his little hand and continued, "It's time for us to get off the carriage." ”

The little one pouted, and got out of the carriage with a lot of heart.

Outside the carriage, Su Peisheng was waiting respectfully on the side, and when he saw the two masters, he immediately smiled and saluted: "Guerjia Gege, fourth elder brother!"

"Father-in-law Su. Jia Ming answered the words, and pulled Hongxuan half sideways, not accepting the other party's courtesy.

And the little guy also agreed: "Father-in-law Su." ”

Su Peisheng's smile became more sincere, and he said, "The two masters, please come with the slaves." ”

"That's troublesome Father-in-law Su. With that, Jia Ming continued to hold Hongxuan's chubby hand, followed behind Su Peisheng, and entered the post station where he and the others lived.

When I arrived at the place, after freshening up, the fourth master appeared on time, so we had dinner together.

During dinner, Jia Ming found that her son was eating absent-mindedly, and thought: This is not right, Xuan'er is a foodie, and today's dinner tastes very good.

Puzzled, she deliberately paid attention to the little guy's every move for a while, but found that the little guy peeked at the master from time to time.

Hmm, is this? She munched on the bamboo shoots she had just picked up, and thought for a moment.

Just thinking about it, the little guy glanced at the master again, as if he needed his permission to eat or eat anything.

Well, that's not right, suddenly, she had a flash of inspiration, this should be ......

Sure enough, after dinner, the little guy was shy, not as tight as before, looking at him, I knew that he was a lot more relaxed.

"Hehe, Amma doesn't look like he is angry, well, it's so difficult to paint red, you should be able to discuss with Ama to change the punishment, in fact, the endorsement is pretty good, otherwise, it's okay to halve the punishment for red painting. ”

The little guy who secretly had a little idea in his heart, didn't see her mother-Jia Ming looked at his compassionate eyes, she knew Hongxuan very well, not to mention his wonderful and easy-to-understand facial expressions, it was easier to guess, so he said in his heart: "Son, the idea is very good, but it's useless, you Ama is not a person who changes his mind easily." ”

Sure enough, but after a while, I heard the cold voice of the fourth master who was sitting on the chair and turning his fingers, "Su Peisheng, prepare the things that paint red." ”

The punishment is about to begin! What should I do, the punishment has not been reduced yet? Hong Xuanmu was stunned.

And Su Peisheng, who was instructed, took the order with a "sigh", and soon came back empty, "Master, it's ready." ”

"Hmm. The fourth master answered in a low voice, and then stood up.

Hongxuan in the wooden flute still didn't come back to his senses, Jia Ming touched the little guy's little head, and said secretly in his heart: Poor baby, the blow came so fast and so deep, and he hasn't come back to his senses yet.

The fourth master didn't care about this, he left the sentence "Hongxuan come with me", and without waiting for Hongxuan to follow or even come back to his senses to agree, he walked to the ear room next to him with long legs - specially packed out and used as a study.

He didn't worry that the little guy wouldn't come, if he didn't come, the heavier the punishment he would, not to mention, there was still Ming'er in that house, she was a sensible mother, not a loving mother who led to defeat, besides, there was Su Peisheng here, it was really not good, he would remind him.

Hongxuan, who finally came back to God, always refused to go.

Jia Ming couldn't see it, and called out very seriously: "Xuan'er!"

"Eniang!" the little guy looked at her pitifully, and used a bitter trick, "It's hard to paint red, Xuan'er is small, and he has no strength." ”

"It's hard to draw red," in fact, no, it's just that the master is strict, so learning to write big characters under the master's hands, hehe, it's very difficult.

As for "no strength?!" remembered the heavy objects that he had moved around, the Wu Yashi who had been punched and kicked, and ......

Jia Ming looked at the embarrassed little guy, her two little eyebrows were wrinkled into little worms, she was not embarrassed at all to tell a lie, she couldn't help twitching the corners of her eyes, and said secretly: The skin is so thick, but the skin is thick, wow, there is a future!

Thinking like this, she didn't delay opening her mouth and threatening: "Don't grind anymore, beware of your Ama thinking that you are not sincere and punished, the punishment will be doubled, well, maybe you will be angry, and the punishment will be three times or even heavier." Of course, in her opinion, this was not a threat, but a reminder, after all, what could be heard in those words was sincerity. How can something sincere be classified as intimidation!

When the little guy heard this, he blinked his eyes, as if he imagined the bad consequences, woo, he didn't want to punish him more aggravated, now it was enough for him. Immediately, rubbing, no longer rubbing, the little short legs ran quickly, running to the ear room next door.

The door of the ear room was open, and Xiao Hongxuan rushed in vigorously, opening his mouth and shouting loudly, "Amma." "I was afraid of him, Amma, and thought he didn't come.

"It's coming", the fourth master lowered his eyes.

"Hmm. Hongxuan was worried, and his small body stood upright, but he replied.

The fourth master's slender finger pointed to the chair next to him and said, "Sit." On the table, there were neat red-painting utensils that Su Peisheng had just prepared.

Hongxuan only reacted at this moment, Amma's tone was not like being angry, and his voice was as cold as before. Thinking about it, the little body relaxed slightly.

However, he just seemed to have been fooled by his mother, and she didn't plan to help him intercede at all. Alas, it seems that he still has to rely on himself to reduce the punishment, thinking, he gritted his teeth, grinding, his little brain was running at high speed, procrastinating the time when he was about to receive the punishment.

The fourth master looked at the torch, how could he not understand his little brother's thoughts, but he didn't show any opinions, let Hongxuan rub in, only the fluctuations in his heart showed that he still cared.

Su Peisheng, who followed Hongxuan in on the side, stood quietly aside at this time, knowing the fourth master, and lowered his eyes to mourn for the death of the little brother.

In the end, two of the three people in the house knew it in their hearts, and it was indeed a foot high and a foot high. Hongxuan still can't resist the fourth master, and the punishment of red painting continues, and the number of times is still the same, and it seems that there is no change in the slightest.

Only the fourth master, who taught Hongxuan to write big characters, and Su Peisheng, who was standing on the side, knew that this teaching was much stricter than when he first taught Honghui at the beginning.

First of all, the requirements are much stricter.

However, Hongxuan's hands are strong, his hands are steady, and his perception is keen, and he can be regarded as meeting the slightly higher requirements of the fourth master. So, the ignorant and unconscious Hongxuan, at this moment, waved the brush in his hand steadily, and complained in his heart while writing: E-Niang is really, she just loves to fool and scare people, and it is not difficult to write red or something.