Chapter 0008: A Loud Voice

It was not once or twice that Weiyang was locked in the house by his mother, and most of the neighbors knew about it, so in the end they walked away silently one by one.

Wei Yang knew through the crack in the door that they were going away one by one, so he began to scream again, and at the same time, he shook the door of his house frantically.

This time he pushed harder.

The two wooden doors were opened open by him, and at first he could only stick a finger into them, and soon, even his fist could be put in, and, on a few other occasions, the mud skin on the door cracked and fell off.

Wei Yang secretly thought in his heart: If it weren't for my 'whooshing' call, those people might never know that there was someone else in the courtyard.

If it weren't for my 'whooshing' call, the flocks of sparrows wouldn't have been frightened and the pigeons wouldn't have turned around and left.

If it weren't for my 'whooshing' call, the chickens in the yard wouldn't have scared half to death.

Wei Yang firmly believes that his strange behavior has the effect of 'attracting attention', especially his loud golden voice, as long as he 'snorts', whether it is a person or an animal, they will be noticed by him.

In order to satisfy his little desire, Weiyang turned to his golden voice and screamed strangely at his flock.

As he thought to himself, the chickens scurried all over the yard in fright when they heard his high-pitched and piercing cries.

Then the sheep chased them all over the yard with great pleasure, and the chickens clucked as they ran.

Wei Yang found that the higher his voice, the more frightened the chickens became, the more their wings stretched out, and the smoother the feathers on their wings became.

Weiyang ran all over the yard for a while, and he was tired of running, and then he ran to the gate of the yard again, and he was 'whooping' and knocking again, and the whole person seemed to have suddenly fallen into evil.

In fact, it was never like this before.

Before, Weiyang was a quiet little boy.

In this empty compound, he slept alone, woke up and played alone, and fell asleep alone when he was tired of playing.

For his chickens, he never chases, never fights, his sparrows fly, he never chases, never fights, so do the pigeons, some even have to fly regularly to his yard wall every day to rest, stop.

Sometimes he could play quietly for a day with a rusty knife in his hand - digging a small hole in the ground, then filling it with dirt, digging and filling it again......

Sometimes you can compete with the ants on the ground for a whole day - catch them one by one, and then release them, catch them, and release them again; Sometimes, I put them in a small bottle, put some dirt in the bottle, and watch how they break through the ground......

No matter what Weiyang is playing, as long as he is sleepy and tired, he can fall asleep by leaning on or leaning on anything.

For example, he was playing a game of horseback riding alone on a small peach tree in the yard, and he was a little sleepy, and then he gently lay his head on the pole and fell asleep.

For example, he went into the pile of corn stalks in the yard to catch crickets, and when he caught them, he fell asleep everywhere when he became sleepy.

For example, he climbed on the edge of a large water tank, played with the water with a thin stick, stirred and stirred, and finally climbed on the edge of the tank and fell asleep.

For example, he climbed over the fence of the pigsty to play with the pig, in order to touch the pig's ears, he used his hand to help it tickle, the pig felt comfortable, and then he lay down and obediently touched him, he touched and touched, bored to touch, and when he felt sleepy, he sat on the pigtrough and fell asleep.

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