It has been three days since the latrine collapsed.
Ye Qingyun has been living in seclusion for the past three days and has not appeared much.
It's not like he suddenly became low-key and deep.
It was because he always felt that it was too embarrassing for him to sit in a manure pit.
Although no one saw it.
But he himself couldn't face everyone for a while.
He didn't show up, but the Imperial Preceptor's residence was still lively.
The big rooster stayed in the palace of the Imperial Preceptor.
And between it and Sheep Dingtian, they will start to have sex with each other just by looking at it. .??.??
You can hear the crowing of chickens and sheep all day long.
Chicken feathers and wool are always scattered in the yard.
No one else can stop these two guys.
Fortunately, I still have big hair.
Every time the big rooster and the sheep fight against each other, Da Mao will come over and stop them.
Only Da Mao can control the situation.
After all, it is Fuyunshan who takes the lead.
Whoever comes here must give Brother Dog some respect.
The two guys fought for three days.
Finally, under a strong suppression from Da Mao, they all stopped.
One of the sheep's legs was broken by a big hair, and it was limping, looking very pitiful.
One of the wings of the big rooster was drooping feebly.
He was also interrupted by Da Mao.
However, these two guys were still not convinced of each other and couldn't fight.
Staring at each other is always indispensable.
This day.
Ye Qingyun dozed off in the study.
A book was spread out on his face, and his feet were raised on the desk.
The whole person leaned on the chair.
Ye Qingyun's snoring echoed in the study.
at this time.
A small figure cautiously poked its head out of the study room.
I looked inside.
This little guy is none other than Huang Fusheng's son Huang Feihong.
Huang Feihong wore a big red bellyband and a small knot on his head. He was white and fat, and looked very cute with a tiger head and a tiger head.
Huang Feihong poked his head around and saw Ye Qingyun dozing inside, so he walked in directly.
Then we started having fun in the study room.
I picked up a book and took a look at it.
can't read.
Lost it directly.
Then he grabbed the brush on the desk and pulled off all the hair on it.
Looking at the ink in the inkstone, Huang Feihong stretched out his finger and tapped it, then put it in his mouth and tasted it.
It seems to taste pretty good.
Ever since.
Huang Feihong picked up the inkstone and poured all the ink inside into his mouth.
Drink it all in one gulp.
After drinking the ink, Huang Feihong's face also became dark and dark.
There was ink everywhere on his body.
After drinking the ink, Huang Feihong suddenly felt very sleepy.
My eyes were also dizzy.
I really want to find a place to sleep.
Huang Feihong looked around.
I saw a box.
I don’t know what this little guy is thinking.
I opened the box and saw that it was empty, so I lay down directly in it and closed the box.
He fell asleep inside.
Almost half an hour passed.
Ye Qingyun woke up from his nap.
He took the book off his face and took a closer look.
"Um?"
Why is the study so messy?
The ink in the inkstone was scattered everywhere.
The hair on the brush was also plucked and thrown to the ground.
Several books have been opened.
Ye Qingyun was suspicious for a while.
Has someone come in to cause trouble?
Who has such courage?
Then I thought about it.
Ye Qingyun could also guess who it was.
Except for the son of Huang Fusheng's family, no one in the entire Imperial Prefecture had such courage.
Ye Qingyun smiled and didn't take it to heart.
A child.
Playfulness is always normal.
But in the afternoon, Huang Fusheng's wife Zhang Shulan began to search everywhere in the Imperial Prefect's residence.
"Feihong? Feihong?"
"Feihong, where are you?"
"Come out quickly! It's time to go home for dinner."
After searching for a long time, Huang Feihong was not found.
Other people in the Imperial Prefect's Mansion also began to help in the search.
But until night falls.
Huang Feihong was not found either.
To be continued...