Chapter 5394 The little thief
The woman fooled her over with a few nonsense.
Just just fooling her, she was worried that her younger brother would have misunderstandings about her.
That would be bad.
Their family can point to their younger brother and be successful in studying, and shining their family can also benefit a little.
Is this okay to have a rift in vain?
…
The woodcutter nodded.
Walking to the door of my younger brother's room where he was studying, he wiped his hands on his body.
I just reached out and knocked on the door.
Then he opened the door and walked in.
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"Are there a thief?!"
The young scholar was surprised when he heard what happened.
He was muttering in his heart why his sister-in-law hasn't made steamed buns these days...
It turns out that there is this reason.
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"Yes."
The woodcutter smiled bitterly.
"I don't know what's going on..."
"I just set my sights on our steamed buns."
"I went to the village to buy a dog..."
This is an extra expense.
But the thief is not a joke.
The money you should spend is always spent.
"Not at all."
"Not barking at all."
The woodcutter regretted spending money on buying a dog.
…
"... It's okay."
Seeing his younger brother frowning, the woodcutter waved his hand to his younger brother.
"This thief steals steamed buns."
"We will keep an eye on it."
"Don't worry about this."
"… ...But you should also pay a little attention."
The woodcutter reminded his younger brother.
"This thief is only stealing steamed buns now..."
What are you stealing behind...
If this thief touches his brother's room and disturbs him My brother’s study...is not good.
The worst situation is naturally that the thief failed to steal something, was furious, and then the evil arose from the heart and hurt people...
"If you encounter any situation, just scream."
"Don't confront others head-on."
"Do as others say."
"In short, the most important thing is to protect yourself .”
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After talking and reminding my brother several times, the woodcutter left his room.
My brother wants to study.
He can't bother his brother for too long.
…
Although the woodcutter told his younger brother not to care about this matter, they would solve it.
The young scholar was still a little distracted.
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The next day, thinking about what the woodcutter told him yesterday, the young scholar went to the kitchen.
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The woman turned her head when she heard the sound.
My younger brother rarely comes to the kitchen.
They also didn't let their younger brother come to the kitchen either.
A gentleman stays away from the kitchen.
My younger brother is a scholar.
The body is stained with the fragrance of ink.
How can it smell like fireworks?
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"Why are you here?"
The woman wiped her hands.
I want the young scholar to leave the kitchen.
"Come on."
"Let's go out and say anything."
Don't stay in the kitchen.
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The young scholar was about to turn around.
From the perspective of his vision, he glimpsed the goal of his trip.
He turned his feet.
So he looked at the bowl of steamed buns.
…..
The woman looked at the young scholar.
Soon, a sudden look appeared on the woman's face.
"Brother wants to eat steamed buns?"
...
"Sir-in-law laughed."
The young scholar was a little embarrassed.
...
The woman smiled.
"What's the family..."
The woman paused. She was a little uncomfortable with such a literary statement, "Do you laugh at me?"
... …
The woman walked over.
Pick up the bowl of steamed buns, walked over and handed it to the young scholar.
"Take it all for food."
...
The young scholar was slightly stunned, "Then you and your brother..."
...
The woman smiled. "He has brought your brother's portion." "I'll eat it and make it again." "Can I still feel wronged?"
"Just eat by yourself."...
The young scholar nodded with a smile.
"Thank you sister-in-law."
...
"Has it."
The woman waved her hand.
"What are you doing so polite?"
"I am your sister-in-law."
"Tell me if you have anything else you want to eat."
"Sister-in-law prepares you."
No mistakes, one poem, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one bar, one bar, one bar!
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"No."
The young scholar shook his head, "I'll eat whatever my sister-in-law prepares."
"My sister-in-law is in trouble."
...
The woman's eyes narrowed.
"What's the hard work?"
"Isn't it just a cooking meal?"
"You are the hard work."
"Reading is very hard."
She also has a younger brother.
The family also had high expectations.
Thinking about my younger brother being successful.
However, my younger brother is not a good source of study.
When you read a book, you will doze off.
Naughty and active by nature.
I can't sit still and study patiently.
The only few brains are moving to see how to sneak out to play...
The homework assigned by the teacher was a mess.
Even if the husband beat him a lot of boards.
The palms were swollen.
They still remain unchanged after repeated instruction.
I completely forgot how I cried so hard that I kept begging for mercy when I was beaten.
In the end, my younger brother naturally had no trouble in his studies.
My parents spent a lot of money in vain.
In the end, let alone counting, my younger brother even wrote the basic characters in a crooked manner, like a dog's pavement.
…
Compared with her younger brother, this younger brother from her husband's family has worked harder.
He respects her very much.
She naturally hoped that this younger brother could get what he wanted.
Let them benefit from the whole family.
…
The young scholar returned to his study with a bowl of steamed buns.
...
The steamed buns that I had been thinking about for a few days were right next to me, and the young scholar planned to finish reading this book first before eating it.
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Time passes silently.
Only the sound of turning pages sounded in the study.
...
The young scholar closed the finished book.
My mind is still immersed in the contents of the book.
Until the roar in his abdomen awakened him.
He held his stomach.
He is hungry.
He immediately looked to the side.
He can eat steamed buns-
The young scholar was stunned.
There are only two left in a dozen steamed buns that were originally filled with a large bowl.
But what surprised him the most was the disappearing steamed bun.
Because...
He saw the little thief who was stealing steamed buns...
It was a dark little guy who didn't know what it was.
I was stuffing a steamed bun that was bigger than its body into my mouth.
...
The young scholar widened his eyes.
He wanted to see clearly what this dark guy was?
He thought it was a mouse at first.
Shocked.
But if you take a look, you will find that this is definitely not a mouse.
It does not have the long and thin tail of the mouse.
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The young scholar was a little upset.
He was so fascinated by reading books.
Unconsciously time passes.
It was dim outside.
The light in the room became even dimmer.
He didn't realize it when he was reading.
There is no time to light the oil lamp yet.
This little guy is pitch black again...
Almost integrated with the background behind him.
…
The young scholar held his breath unconsciously.
Don't dare to move around.
I was afraid of scaring this little guy away.
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For a moment, the scholar fell into a tangle of not knowing what to do.
He looked up and saw the other person's claws reaching towards the last steamed bun, and his heart jumped.
Move faster than the brain...
He quickly reached out and took the last steamed bun first.
His steamed bun.
There was only one left...
If he hadn't reacted quickly, there would be no one else.