Whose little lady is so crazy?

It was already midnight, and the hungry servant and his son had looked over there countless times. The seven children over there had already entered the room, and the door was blocked with a broken door panel, although the lantern was always on. Yes, but the children should have gone to bed early.

The sad thing is that the arrogant little maid is not sleepy or resting.

She didn't guard the door of the room where the seven children rested, nor did she go out to guard the two cars. She actually sat at the door of the inn. Since she could take care of the two cars outside the door, she could also look after the two cars. Several children in a room in the hospital.

What makes them even more confused is that the candle in this maid's lantern, which was bought from someone unknown, can burn for so long and still be so bright?

It's just a lantern, why is it so bright? In the middle of the night, everyone who should have slept has fallen asleep. It’s not like a candidate who wants to take the top prize and studies at night. It’s not like a wedding date has been decided on the spur of the moment, and it’s not like rushing to make an embroidered wedding dress.

The light was so bright that it was inconvenient for them to go out and do anything secretly.

"A bunch of idiots have been following me for so long and can't even do this little thing. What's the use of staying here?" The younger brother, who was getting hungrier and unable to sleep, cursed in a low voice.

"Go out for a walk a few more times. It will be easier to numb her before taking action." The steward thought for a while and came up with an idea.

Anyway, there are so many people here, but they can’t deal with just one little maid?

Several servants finally understood what Steward Qiu meant. This was easy to handle. It didn't take Steward Qiu to point to anyone, and someone stood up and walked out.

When passing by Hong Xiaoduo, he saw that she was not even looking at him with her eyes closed, so he deliberately made her footsteps louder and squinted, but she still didn't open her eyes to look at him. This made it impossible to determine whether she was sleeping too deeply or not. He closed his eyes to rest and was too lazy to open them.

When he arrived at the door of the inn, he didn't even look at his master's carriage. Instead, he looked directly at the two carriages parked outside the door, and his eyes fell on the carriage pulled by the donkey.

Under the moonlight, the servant seemed to be strolling and stretching his waist. He took two steps towards the donkey cart and took a step back towards his master's carriage. He was about to approach the small carriage and looked towards the courtyard gate. , the person’s sitting posture seems to have not changed.

Could it be that he can handle it this time and get the chickens and ducks in the carriage back?

The servant secretly rejoiced, as if he had seen that after he succeeded, the young master would surely reward him with a few more pieces of meat by eating the leftovers as soon as he was happy.

At this moment, Hong Xiaoduo, who was sitting at the door of the courtyard, squinted his eyes and twirled a stone in his hand, thinking about which part of the servant he should greet next.

If you want to steal something, you should greet him with his paws.

If you're being a bitch, you can slap him on the leg!

Originally, Hong Xiaoduo felt that the night was long and boring just sitting around, and she was afraid that she would fall asleep due to drowsiness.

Having this kind of bastard thing makes me feel uncomfortable, just for fun. By the way, this time I also want to check what kind of effect the force of my stone hitting people has.

I don't want to test it with my own eyes, whether I can control the force of throwing stones when I encounter the most serious crimes and petty thieves in the future.

On a winter's night in the wild mountains, it's so quiet that you can only hear the sound of the wind and the occasional chirping of night birds, which will make the timid feel eerie and scary.

The servant's hand finally touched the carriage. He was nervous and excited at the same time. He planned the steps in his mind, how to quickly pinch the necks of the chickens and ducks and break them as quickly as possible to silence them.

After rehearsing it several times in his mind, he was about to gently open the carriage door under the moonlight when he suddenly noticed movement beside him and subconsciously turned his head to look.

Before he could see clearly, he was hit on the side. Because he was unprepared and because the force was too great, he fell to the side.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough. The pain in his waist and eyes was terrible, and he gritted his teeth to hold back from shouting. Struggling to sit up, he finally saw through the moonlight that the one who attacked him was a donkey, a donkey! donkey?

What a fucking bad luck, the servant cursed in his heart, gritted his teeth and stood up, trying to go around to the other side of the carriage before continuing, but he was really unwilling to give up like this.

However, when he moved slowly, the damn donkey actually moved with him.

The donkey's big eyes were staring at him, giving him the illusion that the beast kicked him not by accident, but that it was taking care of the carriage and the things inside.

Although the servant also felt that it was ridiculous to think like this, the hand he stretched out to the carriage door again was shaking uncontrollably, and finally he took it back, covering the pain in his waist, walked around the donkey, and quickly returned to the inn gate. Passing by the little maid with her eyes closed, I didn't know if it was because I was being dazzled, but I felt that she was smiling.

The servant didn't have time to think anymore, he stepped into the courtyard gate and trotted to his side.

After he ran over, Hong Xiaoduo, who was sitting by the courtyard gate, also opened his eyes and looked at the position of his two cars with some confusion. I vaguely watched the donkey circle around the carriage and stopped.

It was just a coincidence, otherwise what other explanation could there be? This donkey can also look after homes and homes like a dog? Is this guy a sperm?

If that's the case, wouldn't he have an extra helper?

As for the Young Master, when he saw the person who had gone earlier come back with a painful expression on his face, he covered his waist and eyes, he hurriedly asked: "A Wu, what's wrong with you?"

"Don't mention it. Just when I was about to succeed, I got kicked by that damn donkey." Ah Wu told in a low voice.

"Useless thing." Young Master scolded angrily.

When the steward saw that his young master was about to get angry, he quickly spoke first: "You two go there this time."

Hong Xiaoduo by the courtyard gate squinted his eyes and looked at the two of them? I thought that I should be able to put this stone to use this time, right?

When the two servants came over, they were still laughing at the companion who was kicked by the donkey, but when they approached the carriage, they thought it was better to be careful.

After all, it’s not unusual for donkeys and horses to like kicking people.

The two communicated with their eyes and made gestures with their hands. One stood on tiptoes, carefully avoiding the donkey, and leaned towards the small carriage.

The two of them were close to the carriage door and glanced at the donkey worriedly. Seeing that it was still standing there and not moving, they couldn't help but laugh at Wu's bad luck.

The two have worked together for many years and have a tacit understanding. They use hand gestures to wait for the next person to open the carriage door, and the other to catch the chickens and ducks inside.

The man on one side was just about to open the carriage door when he suddenly saw the expression of his companion on the opposite side change, and then he pointed behind him with his hand.

What's going on? The little maid is still sitting by the courtyard gate, and the donkey is standing still. Just when he wants to turn around to see what's going on...

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