Xie Fang stepped on the stone steps at the door of his house above.
Looking at the second master who was close to him, A Sheng opened his eyes wide and held his breath nervously.
2, Second Master
“Second Master, what are you saying…”
“Uh–ah”
“Uh–ah”
Before A Sheng could finish his gesture, the donkey tied by the door suddenly started to scream.
A Sheng was shocked!
Worried that the donkey’s scream would attract my father, A Sheng hurriedly walked down the stone steps in front of the door, touching the donkey’s head, and staring nervously at the direction of the door.
Black plum, be good, don’t yell, don’t yell.
Xie Fang once heard A Sheng mention it that the Fang family raised a donkey in his early years.
Because my hair was black, I gave me a cute name, Wumei.
He used to always “listen” to A Sheng, how smart Wu Mei was. When he was a child, he not only drove away those who bullied him for A Sheng, but also kept a guard.
I also saw A Sheng drawing on the drawing paper.
A Sheng’s intelligence is not only reflected in learning cooking, but also in painting. Never really admired the master or learned to paint, but the scenery and creatures in the pen were vividly displayed on paper.
Especially the black plums in A Sheng’s paintings are vivid, with a stupid head and a stupid eye but clever eyes.
At that time, I never thought that one day I would see this little donkey.
I never thought that the real black plum is exactly the same as the black plum painted by A Sheng.
Xie Fang walked down the stone steps. Under A Sheng’s comfort, the donkey had already calmed down. He felt the breath of a stranger, his head was facing up and shouted again.
Black plum!
Afraid that Wu Mei would hit the second master, A Sheng hurriedly grabbed the reins on Wu Mei’s neck.
After Wumei calmed down a little, A Sheng turned around and made a gesture anxiously, “Second Master, is there anything wrong?”
“I’m fine. It protects the master.”
Xie Fang smiled and shook his head, raising his hand to touch Wumei’s head.
“Uh-ah-uh–“
Wu Mei twisted her head aside and started tweeting again.
A Sheng hurriedly pulled the black plum to his side.
“Who is it?”
“Who is outside”
Fang Qingyao’s voice came from the yard.
Hearing his father’s voice, A Sheng was shocked.
He let go of his hand holding the reins of the black plum, pulled Erye and hid behind the eaves, and made a “shhh” gesture at Erye, turned around and ran towards the gate.
Before pushing open the gate, A Sheng waved to the second master, meaningHe went in first and asked the second master to go back quickly.
“A Sheng”
Dad’s voice became closer and closer. A Sheng didn’t dare to delay, so he pushed open the gate and hurriedly crossed the threshold.
…
As soon as A Sheng entered the house, he met his father holding a kerosene lamp in his hand.
Both of them were shocked by each other.
“You kid, why didn’t you knock on the door when I asked just now? “
Fang Qingyao patted his chest.
That is, A Sheng is a mute, otherwise Fang Qingyao would have to ask why A Sheng was just outside, and he didn’t respond to him.
A Sheng had to lie and gesture, “I knocked.”
Fang Qingyao thought A Sheng’s knocking door was covered by Wu Mei’s cry, and did not ask further, but asked, “Why did you come back at this point?”
Because he had previously deceived his father and went to see a show with Dali, A Sheng had to lie, “I went for a midnight snack with Dali.”
Fang Qingyao was not angry, “I guess you two were hungry after watching the show, so they went to eat. If it was so late in the future, at least ask someone to send a message to Dad.”
A Sheng nodded guiltily.
Fang Qingyao held one hand on the door knocker, wondering, “When you enter the door, did you mess with Wumei?”
A Sheng just shook his head.
The person who provoked Wu Mei… was the second master.
Fang Qingyao didn’t believe it. He held the lamp in one hand and pushed the door out with the other, still scolding his son, “It must be you who teased it again. Otherwise, when you entered the door just now, why didn’t you bring the black plum in by the way, and you gave it something it didn’t like to eat, which made the black plum get angry, right?”
A Sheng was really a mute and couldn’t say it’s hard.
The person who provoked Wu Mei was really not here!
…
Since I took my uncle and two cousins home from the dock that day, Wumei was led out by my uncle and others during the day and helped me carry heavy objects.
He and his father told his uncle that it was not a big deal during the day, and when they entered the night, they had to pull the black plum into the yard.
During the day, the neighbors in Qingliu Lane are all there, and everyone knows that Wumei belongs to their family. It’s relatively less safe at night.
At this age, even if there is only one donkey, someone will steal it.