Chapter 2544: Naughty kid

Obviously, my comfort cannot change Master Dewey's long-held view of the apostle.
There was a moment of silence on the crystal side, and Master Dewey's voice sounded again: "I understand what you mean. I am not completely questioning the apostle. I just have more information to be prepared."
"Well then, when this matter is finished, I will go to your place in person. If you have any ideas, let's talk separately.
Master Dewey let out a sigh of relief: "It has to be this way."
Nothing happened overnight.
The magic airship took off at about four in the morning of the next day. I specifically requested it to take off at this time. There was only one reason-to avoid accidents.
John Davis’s clansmen got up at around nine o’clock. After learning that the airship had sailed out of the border of Erri City, only a few innocent children were still laughing and playing, and the faces of others appeared. A touch of panic and anxiety.
"My lord" John Davis's third wife took the initiative to come up to me and greet me.
"Sit down" I waved my hand: "Sit down as you please, wait for lunch later."
The third wife and others then each found a place far away from me to sit down, and one by one was fidgeting, taking the leftover light to glance at me from time to time.
I pretended not to know, I leaned lazily on the sofa and closed my eyes to rest.
Not long after, I suddenly felt someone fiddle with my trouser legs. I looked down and saw that a 15-year-old child was secretly grabbing my trouser legs while holding a thin thread, trying to use the thin thread to connect the trouser legs to the sofa. Tie the legs together.
"Oh, naughty."
I chuckle secretly.
Suddenly, an uncontrollable thought took over the brain-I wanted to play a prank on this kid.
So I stayed quiet and squinted at him to tie the slipknot seriously.
Although the little guy has dexterous fingers, after all, he is too young and may rarely do this. After a long time, he couldn't tie the knot successfully. Seeing him sweating profusely, I laughed and suddenly shot. , Grabbing his two immature little arms instantly, shocked the little guy with a cry of'Ah'.
The cry instantly attracted everyone's attention. When I picked up the little guy and put it on the sofa, the third lady trembled and rushed over like a she-wolf. She first protected the little guy behind her, and then threw her knees. On the ground, he kept apologizing to me and begged me to let her child go.
I was speechless by her reaction.
Is this woman sick?
I just picked up the little guy and put it on the sofa, how could there be such a big reaction?
I took a long breath, with my hands on my knees, I leaned slightly, frowned and said, "Have I said I would hurt your child?"
Seeing that the third lady looked dazed in panic, I continued: "I just think the little guy is so cute, I want to tease him."
The third lady nodded nerdy, and released the hand protecting the little guy.
I beckoned to him: "Come on, sit next to Uncle."
A small head stuck out from behind the third lady, and first glanced at the mother's face blankly. Seeing that the mother did not refuse, then he ran over, leaned on the sofa and sat on the sofa, struggling to climb up. .
When he climbed onto the sofa, the little guy started to stop, jumping and jumping, using the sofa as a trampoline, playing to the fun, giggling and dancing, just like a street dancer.
I am quite amused, resting my cheek in one hand while admiring the children's innocent play.
When the third lady saw this, she couldn't say anything, so she had to stand silently and waited until the little bit of crazy fun was over, and then took him back.
Little children are playing around, but it has a special flavor, but if there is a parent standing next to him, he always feels a little awkward, so he waved his hand and said: "You go back to your seat first, and when he gets tired of playing, I will send him there. ."
The third lady hesitated, but did not dare to disobey me, so she had to stop three steps and go back.
Not long after, the chef prepared lunch and brought my portion first.
Smelling the scent of the food, the lively little bit suddenly calmed down. While sucking his fingers, he slowly sat down, looking at the table full of food with big eyes.
The third wife stood up slowly and was about to come over and take the child away, but I waved to stop it.
"Want to eat?" I asked him.
The little guy nodded and looked at me, eyes full of longing.
"Eat" I said: "Slow down, don't burn it."
He cheered, picked up his chopsticks, and went to the plate of prawns in the middle of the table.
It took a lot of effort to finally pick up the prawns. However, a scene that surprised me appeared. He did not eat. He swallowed, jumped off the sofa, walked carefully to the third lady, and passed the prawns. Past: "Mom, shrimp, you eat."
The third wife was trembling with excitement, and she almost cried when she held her child's cheek tightly with her hands.
"This kid is good." I secretly nodded, and looked a few meters away. I was gorging on the dining table, ignoring other older children, and muttered: "Fortunately, he was not selfish by John Davis. The family style is tainted, otherwise the family would be really hopeless."
It took a lot of effort for the little guy to finally peel off the shrimp shells, stuff the terribly peeled shrimp meat into the third lady's mouth, then smiled and watched his mother eat the shrimp.
After the third lady finished eating, the little guy ran back again, and once again wanted to send the shrimp to his mother.
This time I stopped it.
The little guy looked at me pitifully, as if I wouldn't let him send shrimp to my mother, and my mother would be hungry.
With a light sigh, I ordered the chef to prepare a plate of grilled shrimp for the third wife.
The little guy sat down honestly and started eating for himself.
While he was eating, I talked to him in a low voice.
The little guy is very smart. He can almost answer all the things I raised about his family. Although some answers are vague and some are one-sided, don’t forget that he is only five or six years old and can A child at this age who answers questions systematically and does not have stage fright is definitely a talent.
With the vigorous momentum of his answer, I asked him if there are any family members who have not boarded the airship.
The little guy thought for a while, nodded, and said: "Yes, my mother said there are two older brothers who have not come."
"Brother..." I said to myself, and then asked again: "Have you seen them?"
The little guy nodded again.
"How old are your two brothers?" I reached out and pointed at the group of children who were eating a few meters away, and asked, "Are they older?"
The little guy nodded again, he stood up, attached to my ear, and whispered: "I tell you, don't you tell others!"
"Okay" I nodded and agreed.
"The two brothers are older than their mother."
My brother is older than my mother...I understand in seconds.
It seems that there are two other men with extraordinary identities who have not boarded the airship.
I can't help but start to look forward to how John Davis will react when he learns this news.
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