Too……
After all, the black thief has already eaten the steamed buns as he wished.
...
The young scholar looked down at his hand.
There is also a small half of a steamed bun that is ugly.
The scholar was stunned for a while.
Then the remaining steamed buns were stuffed into your mouth.
...
After eating the steamed buns, the young scholar looked through a few pages of the book, and finally felt a little restless.
He stood up from his position.
Come to the bookshelf.
...
No, no...
The young scholar turned the book everywhere.
But I never found the book I should have.
The young scholar was a little irritable.
He remembered some...
Did he remember the wrong thing?
...
“!?”
The young scholar's eyes lit up.
Found it!
The young scholar read the above sentence word by word.
...
The sentence turned into the black little thief he saw just now...
...
etc.
He was still a little unbelievable.
How could it be...
That black little thief who stole steamed buns...
It is almost exactly the same as the Taotie recorded in the classics.
...
It's impossible...
Is there really a glutton in the world?
...
But if there is no Taotie, where does the records in the classics come from?
If it exists...
He has never heard of anyone seeing Taotie...
...
The young scholar had a headache when he thought about it.
He reached out and pressed his temple hard.
What a mess?
Maybe……
It was just another animal that looked exactly like the Taotie in the classics...
What is it?
If it's not Taotie...
What is that black thief?
...
The movement outside the door woke the young scholar up.
The young scholar suddenly came back to his senses.
...
The woman knocked on the door again.
A little bit of doubt and worry arises in my heart.
...
The young scholar takes steps.
He walked towards the door a little staggeringly.
I don't know how long he has been in a state of excitement...
My feet were actually a little numb.
...
The young scholar opened the door.
"sister in law?"
Seeing the familiar figure at the door, the young scholar smiled.
...
The woman felt relieved when she saw the young scholar who appeared at the door and did not seem to be anything obvious.
"It's going to be dark."
"Your room is so dark, I almost thought you weren't in the house."
The woman told me why she knocked on the door.
As usual, the lights should be on in the room at this time.
So black...
How to read a book?
The eyes were broken.
...
The young scholar suddenly realized the reason why the woman knocked on the door.
He bent the corners of his mouth.
"I'm so fascinated by reading books."
"Forgot."
"I've made my sister-in-law worry."
The young scholar apologized.
...
ah?
oh.
The woman nodded.
It turned out that I just forgot.
That's good.
She thought something unexpected happened?
My heart was a little raised.
...
"It's fine."
The woman nodded.
"Sister-in-law won't bother you."
"Remember to light up the light first."
"There is also a meal to eat while it's hot."
"Only after eating enough, you have the energy to study."
...
"good."
The young scholar nodded.
"Thank you sister-in-law."
......
The woman left.
The young scholar returned to the house with food.
...
He sat down in his position.
He reached out and knocked his head.
He had been in a state of mind for so long...
There was no result.
...
The young scholar smiled bitterly.
This can't be done anymore.
He should focus all his energy on reading.
...
The young scholar looked at the study room that was a little messy because of his previous search, and frowned.
He let out a breath slowly.
...
The young scholar ate the meal first.
I put the study room in tidy up again.
Then……
He just lit up the oil lamp in the room.
The moon outside the window is already hanging high in the air.
He looked up and showed his god for a while.
...
The young scholar suddenly thought of something.
He immediately turned around and returned to the desk.
He moved the things on the desk aside and spread out a piece of painted paper...
...
alright.
The young scholar looked at the painting he had just finished, and his face showed a little satisfaction.
good.
The young scholar was quite satisfied with his work this time.
...
The young scholar breathed slowly.
The end of this painting seemed to calm his mind.
...
The young scholar can finally concentrate on reading.
...
Early in the morning, the woodcutter walked to the door of his brother's study.
This is the study room.
It's also my younger brother's bedroom.
Every day after reading, my younger brother will sleep on the couch next to him.
...
My younger brother's determination to study is obvious.
...
The woodcutter thought that yesterday his wife told him something was wrong with his younger brother.
It was getting dark, and the oil lamp was not lighted, and the expression when the door was opened was a bit strange.
But she didn't know if she was too careless...
I just told him to remember to go back to the house to light the lights, eat first and then read the book and leave.
But after she went back, the more she thought about it, the more she couldn't let it go.
After the woodcutter came back, she still told the woodcutter about this.
...
Have you encountered difficulties in studying?
The woman guessed.
Although she couldn't see it in her younger brother, she accidentally heard her younger brother tell her parents...
Some classmates in the private school encountered a bottleneck in their studies and were depressed and felt like they were going to have a brain problem. They were crazy.
Although she felt that some of this was because her younger brother deliberately exaggerated his words in order to prevent his parents from forcing him to study too much...
But this situation exists.
Reading is very important.
But I will ruin a person because of studying...
That would be more than worth the loss.
No.
How can I get it?
It doesn’t mean that you can get fame and fortune by going crazy.
Then everyone is going crazy.
...
The woman spoke very tactfully.
She didn't want the woodcutter to find these words harsh.
She just felt safe...
Maybe the woodcutter can talk to his younger brother.
Or let your brother come out for extra walks.
It's very tiring to stay in the same room all day.
My mind can't even turn...
...
Although the woodcutter felt that his wife was too worried, he still came to find his younger brother as he said.
...
Um?
No one came to open the door.
The woodcutter was hesitant.
He knocked on the door a few more times.
Still no one opened the door.
He put his ear on the door panel.
There was no sound in the room.
...
Have you gone out?
The woodcutter was confused.
But he had never seen a young scholar in the yard or other parts of the house.
...
The woodcutter no longer hesitates.
He reached out and pushed open the door of the study.
Then he saw his younger brother who was sleeping soundly on the couch.
...
woodcutter:……
A few seconds later, he grinned and smiled silently.
...
He thought something was wrong...
The woodcutter laughed at his thoughts.
The main opportunity is too good.
I just heard the story yesterday...
It's hard not to think about it.
...
The woodcutter walked into the room.
He let his pace lightly.
To avoid clamoring the young scholar sleeping soundly on the bed.
...
The woodcutter walked to the front.
He looked down at his sleeping brother.
Um.
Chapter completed!