The young scholar coughed just now and it looked a bit scary.

The woodcutter was a little scared.

At the same time, I was a little upset about being the culprit who was so guilty of the young scholar.

...

"……fine."

The young scholar waved his hand.

The sound was a little hoarse after the violent cough just now.

...

"Drink some more water."

The woman poured another glass of water for the young scholar.

She handed the water cup to the woodcutter, "Feed your brother."

......

The young scholar waved his hand and refused the woodcutter's water feed.

He reached out to take the water cup.

Just drink it all again.

......

He wiped the corner of his mouth,

I feel a little happy.

...

"Do you still want water?"

The woman asked the young scholar.

.....

The young scholar shook his head.

No more.

What he needs now is slowness.

He touched his throat.

...

"It's all your fault."

Seeing that the young scholar stopped coughing, the woman glared at the woodcutter slightly.

"If he hadn't yelled, you wouldn't have been choked."

"It's fine."

...

The woodcutter was a little embarrassed.

...

The young scholar shook his head slightly.

"I'm so responsive."

He didn't expect his reaction to be so big.

Maybe he was too obsessed with the black thief...

I was suddenly called...

etc!

Speaking of the black thief...

The young scholar immediately raised his eyes and looked around.

...

there is none left……

really.

The young scholar was not very surprised.

The black thief would leave every time he finished eating the steamed bun.

No nostalgia.

Very clever.

...

“…What are you looking at?”

...

The young scholar did not notice any abnormality in the woodcutter's voice.

He showed regret, "I still let it run away."

Speaking of this matter...

He looked at the woodcutter, "Brother, didn't you say you wanted to catch it?"

"Why didn't you catch it just now?"

At that time, he was busy fighting wits and courage with the black thief, and did not notice this.

Looking back now...

He suddenly discovered...

Just now……

It seems that he is the only one working hard.

Although his efforts at that time seemed to be just a battle to defend steamed buns, not to catch the black thief.

It would be better to say that he had completely forgotten about this just now.

but……

It was my brother who clearly said he wanted to catch it.

Why isn't my brother as active as he said at the beginning?

...

He thought that today he was a bystander standing aside to watch his brother show his might.

...

"younger brother……"

The woman looked reluctant to speak but stopped.

If she was still looking for the black thief at the beginning, she didn't know what happened...

The "one-man show" of the young scholar behind her made her all over her body feel goose bumps.

"you……"

...

"What are you doing?"

The woodcutter is not like a woman's hesitation.

He asked directly.

...

The young scholar was stunned.

“What am I doing?”

The young scholar wanted to laugh a little.

But there is more doubt.

"Didn't you see it?"

My brother was clearly on the scene.

Witnessed everything.

Why ask him what he is doing?
To be continued...