Chapter 208: Cao Cao

But when the darkness of the night covered the land, they ceased to talk, and sat there, looking at the fire, absent-minded. At this point, the excitement passed, and Tom and Jo couldn't help but think that some people in the family would never be as happy as they were with such over-the-top jokes, and a fear came over them. They were uneasy, their hearts were heavy, and they couldn't help but sigh and sigh again, and then Joe timidly wiped the bend to test the meaning of the other two pirates, wondering what attitude they expected to return to the civilized world. Huck who has not yet joined is also there, not on your side. So the activist immediately "used protection" for himself and tried his best to open up the alliance. I want to be reported by a little homesickness to damage my own image. The rebellion was finally put down for the time being.

As the night wore on, Huck began to snore loudly. Joe followed in"

Tom propped his head on his arm and looked at them intently for a long time, not moving. Finally, he stood up on his knees, searching the grass and the glow of the campfire. He picked up a few semicircular pieces of thin white bark from the plane tree, looked at them carefully, and finally chose the two pieces he liked. Then he knelt down by the fire, and laboriously wrote a few words on the bark of the tree with his red inkstone; He rolled up one piece and put it in his jacket pocket, and the other in Joe's hat, which he moved a little further away and put something in it that was considered priceless by schoolchildren

truncated chalk; A rubber ball: three fishing hooks and a stone called a "pure crystal ball". Then he slipped out of the woods on tiptoe, very cautiously, until then, when he thought that no one could hear him, he ran straight to the other side of the beach.

After that, Tang Ming went to the waterless island of the sandbar and passed towards Chelinois State, a few kilometers later. He came out of the woods and came to the tree defense below the tree defense of the square opposite the pin. The sky is bad, and the earth is silent. He slipped down the embankment, opened his eyes wide and went around, then dived into the water, swam three times and down, and then climbed onto the dinghy that was on standby, and lay down under the sitting, panting and waiting for the boat to start.

Soon the ship's broken bell rang, and someone gave the order to "open the boat". A minute or two later, the ship set sail. Tom was glad he had made it to the boat, and he knew it was the last ferry of the night. After a long journey of twelve to fifteen minutes, the ferry finally stopped, and Tom slipped out of the dinghy and swam to shore in the twilight, where he disembarked safely fifty yards downstream, lest anyone be seen. He hurried through the deserted alley, and in an instant he was under the back wall of his aunt's house. He climbed over the wall and approached the wing, and when he saw the light in the drawing-room window, he looked in, and in the room sat Aunt Polly, Sid, Mary, and Jo. Harpa's mother, we're talking. They sat on the edge of the bed, which was between them and the door. Tom walked over to the door, gently flicked it open, and then pushed it slowly, causing it to open a slit. He cautiously pushed the door again. He trembled with fear every time there was a knock on the door, and when he figured he could squeeze in on his stomach, he stuck his head in first and began to crawl in fear.

"Why is she so skilled?" Aunt Polly asked. Tom hurried inside. "Alas, now the door must be open. Alas, the door was open, and now there are so many strange things, endlessly. Chunde, go and close the door. ”

Tom happened to be hiding under the bed at this point. He lay there, and when he had "regained his breath," he crawled over again, almost touching his aunt's feet.

"But, as I have just said," said Aunt Polly, "he is not bad, so to speak, he is just a naughty child, he is just a hairy child." He doesn't have a bad heart, and I've never seen a child as kind-hearted as he is...," she began to cry. "My Joe is just that--mischievous, and he takes all the naughty things. But he is not selfish, and he has a good heart. Oh, my God! The thought of beating him makes me sad. I thought he had eaten the cheese and whipped him indiscriminately, but I didn't expect it to be the cheese that was sour, and I poured it out with my own hands. Well, now, I don't want to see him alive, never, never, never. What a poor, abused child!" Then Mrs. Harper seemed to be so sad that she choked up and wept silently.

"I hope Tom is alive and well now," said Sid, "but there are some things he didn't do very ..... before".

"Sid!" Tom couldn't see clearly, but he could sense the old lady talking to Sid with her eyes open. "Tom is gone, don't say a bad word about him! God takes care of him—you don't have to worry about it, my sir! Oh, Mrs. Harper, I simply don't know how to forget him! I just don't know how to forget him! Although he used to torment my aging heart, he also gave me great comfort. "God gave them to us and took them back, thank God! But it's so cruel - ah, it's unbearable! Just last Saturday, my Joe put a firecracker in front of me, and I beat him to the ground. Who knew so fast for him. Only.... Ah, if I could do it all over again, I would put my arms around him and praise him for a job well done. ”

"Yes, yes, yes, I understand your feelings, Mrs. Harper, I totally understand. Just yesterday at noon, my Tom caught the cat and poured it a lot of painkillers, and I thought it was going to ruin the house. I'm sorry God, I hit Tom on the head with a thimble, but my poor short-lived child. Now, however, he was finally freed from all his troubles. The last thing I heard him say was to rebuke me-..

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The old lady said as she spoke, so sad that she couldn't say any more, and she burst into tears at this time, and Tang Buywai also started to sour rice at this time.-This is not that he is sympathetic to others, but in the beginning, he heard Mary crying too, and from time to time he said a good word or two for him. He went from not having a self-limited sample number to being an extraordinary person. And her mother's sad appearance was as good as she was now, and he really wanted to rush out from under the bed to surprise her, and he repeatedly said that Tom was also very happy to say some dramatic scenes, but this time he held his breath and did not move. He listened and learned from the conversation that at first the children thought they had drowned in the swim, and then they found the little raft missing: then some of the children said that the missing children had hinted that the townspeople would soon "hear the big news": the clever men of the brains had concluded from the patchwork that a few little ones must have gone out with the raft and would soon appear in the villages and towns downstream; But when it was nearly noon, the raft was found parked on the banks of the Mississippi River, five or six miles downstream from town, and the children were not there, and their hopes were dashed: they must have drowned, or they would have come home hungry before dark.

Today is Wednesday evening. If the body is not found by Sunday, there is no hope, and the funeral will be held on Sunday morning. Tom shuddered when he heard this.

。 Mrs. Harper said goodnight with tears in her eyes, and she was leaving. The two bereaved women hugged each other and cried happily before parting. Aunt Polly, when she said goodbye to Sid and Mary, went against the grain,

Walking. It only seems extremely gentle. Sid sniffled a little, but Mary was able to come down and treat Tom for him. The earth prayed like a song, and it was touching to see her old man's voice trembling,

Washed his face with tears. The words were full of infinite love, and before she could finish speaking, he was already Polly Yao's mother."

Thinking restlessly, sawing and turning to the side, back-paving, very much in the future, because she is very sad, from time to time to let out a long cry of annoyance, sleep occasionally can still hear a little eyes. But then, she slept quietly, only with one or two sounds. So Tom got out from under the bed and slowly

Standing by the bedside with his hands, he looked at her. My heart was full of pity for the earth. He took out the bark of the tree and placed it next to the candle.

He suddenly remembered something, as if for a moment. He made, a pleasant decision. There were 8 colors on the road: he hurriedly put the bark in his pocket. Connected with his bend lower limit meter. Kissing it on the cheek and matching his purse lips, he quietly walked straight to the door, and closed the front door as he went. He turned around and returned to the ferry dock, and when he found that there was no one walking, he boldly got on the boat. He knew that there was only one person on the ship, and no one else, and he always slept, and slept like a statue. He untied the stern dinghy, jumped quietly on it, and soon rowed cautiously upstream. When he had rowed a mile away from the village, he turned the bow of the boat and, with all his might, rowed straight across the river. He skilfully approached the shore, which was just a little trick for him.

He did not sit down, rested for a while, while desperately restraining his sleepiness, and then cautiously walked towards the bay where the campsite was located. At this point, the night will come to an end. By the time he reached the island's beach, it was already dawn. He rested again, until the sun was shining brightly, and the golden waves were leaping on the wide river, and he jumped into the river again. A little while later, he stood at the door of the camp, drenched in water, when he heard Joe say:

"No, Tom is the most trustworthy, Huck, he'll be back. He will not abandon us. He knew that it would be unseemly for a pirate to do so, and that a man of Tom's love of face would not do such a thing. He must have gone out for something. But what did he do?"

"Say Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrives!" Tom shouted, and strode in as if he were acting.