The woodcutter talked a lot in one breath.
Tell the woman everything he just knew from his younger brother today.
...
The more the woman's expression became like a woodcutter's... strange.
...
“…Brother really said that?”
It took several seconds to digest what the woodcutter said...
certainly.
Successful digestion is impossible.
But the woman finally clarified some ideas.
"There are black monsters around him..."
Is this a fantasy?
because……
"We didn't see it."
The woman is very sure of this.
"We spend time with our younger brother every day..."
Although they didn't have much time to meet because their younger brother wanted to study.
But they live under one roof.
If there is really a black monster around my brother...
"Why didn't we see it?"
"I deliver food to my brother every day..."
...
The woodcutter smiled bitterly.
"yes."
"There are really the black monster he said around my brother..."
"How come we didn't find out?"
"But my brother said we can't see it."
...
“We can’t see it?”
The woman's mouth opened slightly, "That black monster?"
"We can't see it?"
"Why?"
"Didn't my brother say it's around me?"
...
"Um."
The woodcutter nodded, "But we just can't see it."
"That's why my brother believed so much that the black monster was a kind of auspiciousness given to him by God."
"I can bless him to take the gold list."
...
"But didn't my brother fail the exam?"
The woman blurted out.
Then, as if he realized something, the woman pursed her lips.
...
"Yes."
The woodcutter nodded.
"So my brother feels he's cheated."
“Very angry.”
"He's got a big shot..."
The woodcutter shook his head.
He told the woman that the young scholar had been in a random way into the abandoned house of someone else's house and had to rain for a few days.
...
"…The owner of the house thought he was crazy..."
The woodcutter's hand was tightly clenched.
...
The woman opened her mouth.
She was surprised.
She and the woodcutter both had high expectations for their younger brother.
My younger brother's performance has not disappointed them.
This exam...
The worst result they have ever thought of is nothing more than losing their reputation.
But that's OK.
There are still opportunities for exams.
The first time I thought it was a warm-up.
Treat it as accumulating experience.
They never expected...
It actually happened that the worst result they expected.
For a moment, the woman didn't know what to say.
...
“…I can’t find my younger brother everywhere.”
The woodcutter tells how he found his brother who was missing.
"Just when I don't know what to do..."
"I heard the voice of the owner of the house."
"He is looking for a candidate's family or friends."
"I suddenly felt that the person he was looking for was me."
The woodcutter smiled.
"I don't know if it's a sensation..."
"I went to the house with the owner of the house."
"I really found my brother."
The smile on the woodcutter's face faded.
"But what I saw was a very strange brother."
"I have never seen my brother look so embarrassed."
"I am anxious."
"I'm very angry, too."
"I can't help but question the owner of the house."
"Then the owner of the house told me..."
The woodcutter pursed his lips, "There are a few crazy candidates every year."
"Because I can't accept my failure..."
"He was a little confused about his brother's fierce performance."
"My brother is still young."
“There are many opportunities.”
"He asked me to persuade my brother more."
...
"I'm very confused, too."
"I am reserved about the words of the owner of the house."
"I think my brother is not such a vulnerable person."
The woodcutter pulled the corner of his mouth.
“Even if this exam is important, it is not just one exam.”
"My brother still has a chance."
"I thought my brother would ignite a stronger fighting spirit because of this failure."
"I didn't expect..."
"I even doubt I don't know my brother enough?"
......
“But soon…”
The woodcutter curled his lips.
"I know the reason."
"Brother is not because-"
"It's not just because of failing the exam, but also getting angry."
"He felt so unwilling to accept that he was deceived by that black monster."
"Do you know?"
The woodcutter bent the corners of his mouth.
"My brother calls that black monster to be a little auspicious."
...
"Xiao Xiangrui?"
The woman murmured and repeated.
This name is so auspicious.
But on a monster...
Is it something inappropriate?
...
"Um."
The woodcutter nodded.
"You can also see from this how much expectation my brother has for the black monster."
"Until the exam results came out, my brother was sure that he had Xiao Xiangrui's blessing and would definitely be on the Golden List."
"result……"
...
woman:……
There is a lot of information.
The woman needs to sort it out.
...
"…There are really black monsters?"
After a while, the woman's mouth opened and closed, and she couldn't help but confirm the problem again.
...
“…”
"What do you think?"
After a moment of silence, the woodcutter asked back.
"Do you think my brother is right?"
"There are really black monsters around him..."
"A black monster that I and you can't see?"
"But the black monster he and your brother saw?"
...
The woman was stopped.
She didn't see it...
How to determine the authenticity of the black monster?
only……
People tend to be their own eyes.
“…I really didn’t see it at that time…”
The woman thought of seeing a young scholar talking to someone...
She had also been puzzled at that time.
I even suspected...
But her brother's explanation dispelled her doubts.
Now it seems that her suspicion was correct...
"He's talking to... the black monster?"
The woman's tone was a bit strange.
After all, this is really weird.
My younger brother was talking to the black monster they couldn't see...
...
The woman opened her mouth.
But I don't know what to say.
This situation is so strange...
...
The woodcutter didn't speak either.
The room fell into silence.
...
“…my brother said let me see the black monster.”
The woodcutter breaks the silence.
...
Why?
The woman opened her mouth wide, "He wants you to see the black monster?!"
Is this really possible?
.....
"have no idea."
The woodcutter shook his head, "He said, since your brother's children can see it, I can see it too."
"He wants me to see it too."
...
ah!
The woman suddenly reacted, "My brother just told me that I wanted to eat steamed buns..."
In fact, it is not a young scholar who wants to eat steamed buns.
Instead, I want to give the so-called black monster to eat... right?
...
The woodcutter nodded.
Chapter completed!