Chapter 5395 The unexpected little thief
Hmm?
The young scholar raised his eyes as if he was aware of it.
The next second, he met a pair of dark eyes.
He felt a sudden jump.
Then, the young scholar realized that this was the eyes of the little guy who was pitch black.
He was a little surprised.
A little thing like a mouse...
It was because of the other party's small size that he was frightened at the beginning. , young scholars don’t have much fear.
He is right to be a scholar.
But he is also a child who grew up in the mountains.
The ordinary snake and insects couldn't scare him at all.
Just...
The little thing's eyes...
Inexplicably made him a little scared.
...
The young scholar shook his head.
How come he is so timid?
Such a small thing...
What's there to be afraid of?
He is a little dazzled when he read too much, right?
…
The young scholar looked at the steamed buns in his hand. "This is mine."
The young scholar looked at the little guy in the dark.
"This is the steamed bun made by my sister-in-law."
"Did you make the steamed buns disappear these few times?"
The young scholar was a little surprised.
The brother, sister-in-law and he all thought it was a thief at home.
Although I don't understand why the thief steals steamed buns from others every day...
Still so awesome.
There was no clues discovered by my brother or sister-in-law.
The brother even went to the village to buy a dog in order to catch the thief...
I still found nothing.
So...
The thief they thought...
is the little guy in front of them.
No wonder I can steal the steamed buns at home without realizing it.
No wonder the dog didn't scream.
No wonder...
The young scholar felt a little emotional.
He felt a little more knowledgeable.
He looked at this little guy very strangely.
This is an animal he has never seen before.
Also acted very intelligently...
...
The black little guy seemed to be stunned for a moment.
The eyes of the young scholar became a little strange.
…
The young scholar couldn't help but touch his face.
Is there any problem with him?
Wait...
The young scholar reacted.
This little guy is too smart, right?
How did he think it could understand what he said?
And he was so strange that he could understand the other person's meaning from the other person's expression and eyes...
...
The young scholar wanted to light the oil lamp.
He looked at the steamed buns in his hand and was a little hesitant.
…
"!?"
The young scholar tried hard to pull back.
…
Looking at the little steamed buns left in his hand, the young scholar:…
He looked at the little guy in the dark.
The little guy slowly stuffed most of the steamed bun into his mouth.
The cheeks squirmed slightly.
He actually saw some pride.
…
The young scholar's lips twitched slightly.
Never thought that one day...
He would be ridiculed by such a little thing...
...
Just...
Look at it...
He also wanted to laugh at himself with a little steamed bun left in his hand.
After a long time...
His steamed bun is almost gone again.
…
The young scholar put this steamed bun in his mouth.
Such a little...
It’s a bit forced to say that it’s better than Wu.
…
The young scholar was a little angry.
He likes to eat steamed buns made by his sister-in-law.
I haven't eaten these days. After knowing the truth, he went to the kitchen.
He took the steamed buns to his study.
Unexpectedly...
The little thief who stole the steamed buns also followed him to his study.
The steamed bun that he almost finished his mouth...
is gone.
...
The young scholar has been studying steamed buns for a few days...
I had known that he should have eaten the steamed buns before reading the book. The young scholar felt a little regretful.
…
He looked at the little guy who had finished eating the steamed buns. "It's wrong for you to do this."
The young scholar carefully educated this special thief.
"These steamed buns are mine."
"If you don't ask, you are a thief."
"And, it's not the first time you are?"
"You are the ones who have stolen steamed buns these days, right?"
"Sister-in-law has been worried about this for many days." br>
"No matter how much you like eating steamed buns, you can't steal."
No mistakes, one song, one content, one book, one book, one bar, one reading!
...
The young scholar is serious and nagging little guy.
…
"?"
The young scholar blinked.
Did he see it?
Just just now...
Did this little guy roll his eyes?
…
The young scholar looked at him closely.
No exception was found.
He pursed his lips.
…
"Wait!"
Seeing that the little guy was about to turn around and leave, the young scholar hurriedly intercepted him.
…..
"Ouch!"
The young scholar reached out to block the direction the dark little guy left.
"No leave."
"You just left?"
"You left like that?"
"Where are the steamed buns I was eaten?"
"And the steamed buns we had eaten in the previous few days..."
Of course.
Butters are food.
It's gone when you eat it.
He didn't expect the dark little guy to spit out what he had eaten.
Besides, the little thing really spit out...
Who dares to ask for it again?
…
He just hopes that this little black guy can listen to him.
Don't continue theft like this.
…
The little black thing rolled her eyes again.
Then get up and jump.
Leap directly from the young scholar's hand.
Fall onto the windowsill.
Another jump, he disappeared.
….
The young scholar stood up quickly.
According to the chair under me, I turned over.
He didn't care.
He ran to the windowsill.
Look up and looked out the window.
…
The last ray of setting sun in the sky is about to sink into the horizon.
The moon is already hanging in the air.
The sky is hazy.
…
The young scholar frowned.
He didn't see the little guy in the dark.
It must have left.
He was a little regretful.
The little guy ran quite fast.
…
The young scholar returned to the desk.
He straightened the overturned chair.
Then, the oil lamp was lit.
The faint flames illuminate a humble room slightly.
…
The young scholar shook his head.
How did he just go to educate the little guy who was dark without lighting the oil lamp?
So the little guy in the dark left, he didn't know what the little guy in the dark looked like?
…
After a while, the young scholar opened the door.
He saw the dinner outside the door.
He concentrates on studying.
Three meals a day are in my study.
Not with my brother or sister-in-law.
On the one hand, it will prevent them from always caring about his reading situation, which will make him feel distracted.
On the one hand, he didn't want to disturb his brother and sister-in-law's meal.
With him here, my brother stopped drinking.
It is hard to say anything to my brother and sister-in-law.
…
The young scholar picked up the dining plate.
Every time I deliver food, my sister-in-law, doi, will not disturb him unless there is anything wrong.
Instead, put the dining plate directly at the door.
His reading comes to an end and will come out to use it.
…
The young scholar touched his belly.