Chapter 813: The Case of the Capture
Warming the wine: "..."
Well, there seems to be nothing wrong with that.
"So, what do we do now?"
"Wait." The Fourth Master said, "Let's see what other tricks they can come up with."
So for the next half hour, several treasures were seen standing steadily at the door, staring outside with their big eyes.
Wenjiu and Siye inside were also staring at them with wide eyes.
Wenjiu finally gave in and couldn't help but yawn: "Master, let's just keep wasting time with them like this."
Fourth Master: "Are you tired? I'll go over and get them back right away."
"No, no. It's not that I'm sleepy. I'm just curious about how these guys are so perseverant. Aren't they sleepy at all?"
Wenjiu couldn't help but blink and looked at his sons.
The Fourth Master raised his eyebrows: "Look, it's not like I'm not sleepy."
Wenjiu followed his gaze and saw that their fourth child was already dozing off on the second child's shoulder.
Seeing that the fourth child seemed to be about to slide off the second child, Wen Jiu was startled and subconsciously wanted to run over to catch him. The next second, he saw that his second son reached out and caught his younger brother's head directly. There was also the eldest child next to him, who was caringly helping him to drive away mosquitoes.
It was a time when mosquitoes were rampant, and they were holding a lamp in their hands. Almost all kinds of mosquitoes swarmed towards them, and the little guys were about to be drowned by the mosquitoes.
"Sibao, are you awake?" Erbao blinked and asked. Sibao rubbed his eyes sleepily, a look of embarrassment appearing on his face for the first time in a long time: "I accidentally fell asleep."
Then he yawned a little and said, "Brother, when can we finally wait for the mountain monster?"
Sanbao stared with his big black eyes, his face full of fear: "Help! Brother, help! Bugs are so disgusting!"
"It's okay!" Dabao immediately swatted the bug off Sanbao's hem. "Okay, brother killed it. Don't be afraid."
After saying that, he patted Sanbao on the back soothingly.
Dabao frowned and took Sanbao's hand: "It was bitten by a mosquito."
He then glanced at his other brothers. Even with his constant care, Sibao still had several large red mosquito bites on his neck. Erbao was slightly better.
Then he said, "Wait a little longer. If there's nothing else, we can go back first, okay?"
As soon as these words came out, the other three treasures nodded immediately.
Dabao's chubby little hands cupped his face, squeezing it so hard that the flesh piled up. He didn't care and just pointed with disappointment, "Why haven't the mountain monsters come yet? Uncle Jiu clearly said there are a lot of mountain monsters."
Erbao also frowned. "Brother, should we wait a little longer today? We can kill two more monsters! How dare these stinky monsters bully Grandma? I will definitely beat them to a pulp! And Mom! If we kill a few more, Mom will come back to accompany us soon."
"Okay!" Sanbao gritted his teeth, and Hu'er clapped his hands: "Then Sanbao can endure it a little longer!"
Sibao blinked and leaned on his brother's shoulder again: "Then I'll sleep a little longer, brother, call me when you arrive!"
Sanbao patted his chest and agreed, "Okay, go to sleep."
Dabao frowned slightly, glanced at the sky, then at his brothers, and said, "We can't wait too long. We have classes tomorrow. If we're late and Nanny finds out, she'll definitely tell Mother."
As soon as these words were spoken, the faces of the people around him wrinkled like buns.
"Let's go back today and come back here to wait tomorrow night. I don't believe we won't meet him!" said Dabao.
Even though the other three were somewhat reluctant, they still listened to Dabao and quietly crawled back through the dog hole.
Wen Jiu listened to his sons' words, blinked, and looked at the Fourth Master beside him: "Master...they want to fight the mountain monster to avenge you?"
The Fourth Master was stunned for a moment, his brow furrowed. He looked at his sons for a long time without saying a word, wondering what they were thinking.
Wenjiu tugged at his sleeve: "Master, they've gone far away, should we follow them?"
Fourth Master: "No matter what, we still have to teach them a lesson."
After saying that, in the blink of an eye he returned to the side hall where the two of them were, bringing warm wine.
Wen Jiu raised an eyebrow, wanting to offer some advice, but ultimately held back. What the Fourth Master said made sense. Furthermore, when it came to educating children, Wen Jiu often felt inferior.
"Brother, do you know what that mountain monster looks like?" From a distance, the voices of children could be heard.
"Uncle Jiu said that the creature with a green face and fangs is very scary, and it is very tall, as tall as three or four people." Dabao said.
"Can we really win?" Sanbao asked.
"We'll know if we can beat him if we try," Erbao said, waving his little fist.
"Uncle Jiu said that we are more annoying than that mountain monster. To be honest, they are not as powerful as us." Dabao said.
Wen Jiu couldn't help but frown as he listened, secretly thinking that he would have to find Jiu Ye to settle the score later. This kid really needs to be punished, always talking nonsense to his sons!
The Fourth Master couldn't help it at this moment, and suddenly fell behind a few people.
Dabao and Erbao, who were still talking, were picked up, and the air suddenly became quiet.
The children were so frightened that they stood there for a while, not daring to move.
"...Father? Mother?"
Dabao came back and shouted with a guilty conscience.
He was picked up by his own Amati, but his big black eyes looked around.
Looking at the servants kneeling on the ground from afar, he shrank his neck again and forced a smile: "Father, are your hands sore? Why don't you put Dabao down first?"
The Fourth Master curled his lips coldly: "My hands are not sore. Who of you can tell me where you have been so late at night?"
"Father, don't be angry, don't be angry." Dabao even patted the palm of the Fourth Master's hand and grinned, "Son... Dabao just thought the weather was nice outside, so he took his younger brothers out for a walk. It was Dabao's idea that the younger brothers didn't want to go out."
Erbao blinked and said, "It wasn't my brother's idea, it was Erbao's. Father, go ahead and scold Erbao." He died bravely and patted his chest.
Sanbao hesitated for a moment, glanced at his two brothers, and said, "Father, it was Sanbao's idea. Go ahead and scold Sanbao too."
Sibao blinked, looked at this and that, and suddenly nodded: "Yes, Ama, it was my brother's idea, it has nothing to do with Sibao."
Warming the wine: "..."
He glanced at Sibao, as if to say: You are in trouble.
Sure enough, the next second, the Fourth Master put down Dabao and Erbao and picked up Sibao.
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