Seventh, everyone turtle show
Don't mention the situation of that little guy, Huo Chickweed himself had a headache first.
Her younger brother Huo Fanlou was avoiding her.
With his head down and his mouth flat, his apricot eyes were as red as rabbits, he glanced at her from time to time, and quickly retracted it, just not talking to her.
This is doing something wrong, I was wronged, I want to cry, but I am afraid of her scolding!
Huo Chiwi relied on her young age, beat with a broom stick, and beat a group of bear children into cowards, and since then she has automatically rolled out when she sees her.
This kind of thing is not good even if it wins, Huo Chickweed doesn't want his brother to taste it again after tasting it, plus the old lady manages them strictly, and the big house and the third room are a bunch of bears, Huo Chickweed detains his younger brother and does not allow him to go out to play with other children of the Huo family.
It's a pity that you can't manage it for a while.
Huo Fanlou is only surrounded by Wei Shu and Wei Shan, and the three of them are all Wang Ba looking at mung beans all day long, and they have long been tired of it, and they always want to go out to find friends.
This time, the third lady asked him to move out of Mingzhao Pavilion with the reason that "men and women are not sitting at the same age at the age of seven", and he happily went to find the group of bear friends.
As a result, I found a friend with a full head.
Huo Chickweed was angry and distressed, looking at him with an aggrieved and stubborn look, it was not easy to ask, so he had to accompany him all night.
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On the second day, Huo Chickweed accompanied Huo Fanlou to finish breakfast, and saw him go back to the room with his head down and a sad face.
She followed, leaning against the door and knocking, "May I come in?" ”
Huo Fanlou's butt was facing her, and he said seriously, "Men's boudoir, women are not allowed to trespass!" ”
Yes, my brother can't help my sister, Huo Chiwi deliberately teased him, "Turtle room? Could it be that turtles live here? ”
Huo Fanlou sneered, and immediately made a serious face, snorted with a raised face and did not speak.
Since he didn't want to speak, Huo Chickweed turned around and left, letting him be his "big turtle show".
She went to the next room.
The autumn breeze is refreshing, the temperature of the morning sun is pleasant, and the soft glow is enveloped on the fine leaves beside the road, shining on the mottled water shadow.
Because of this comfortable morning light, Huo Chickweed's originally hurried steps also slowed down, and he just missed a good scene in the next person's room.
The little guy who was rumored to be burned and couldn't get out of bed was crossing Erlang's legs at this time, putting his legs on the small table on the bed, with melon seeds on a plate and melon seed shells on a saucer.
There were still two people standing beside his bed, one with a pestle at the head of the bed as a pillar, and the other bowed down in front of the bed, just in a good voice to persuade, "Master, you should go back, there are still a lot of important things outside!" You can't waste your time here! ”
The little guy knocked the melon seeds, and the pair of clear pupils slowly turned to the right, staring at the subordinate, and his tone didn't mean anything, "Who said that the master wasted time?" ”
The subordinate said angrily, "You don't do a lot of business, but you come to this small door to be a water boiling guy, isn't this a waste of time?" ”
The pair of pupils slowly turned back, and the little guy snorted, "Ignorant child, the master has a heavy responsibility, how can he go back before he finishes it?" ”
As he spoke, he turned his back to him, "You die, I won't go back with you!" ”
The subordinate was about to say something more, and suddenly heard another person who had been quiet at the head of the bed for a long time, "Someone is coming." "Scared to hide.
The man on the bed turned over and smiled, "You're still clever...... Before he finished speaking, he heard the old door creak and be pushed shut.
Suddenly, a carp stiffened, "Is anyone really coming?!" ”