Take your fangs, thanks

In the next few days, away from that troublesome little fat man, the three Derwent brothers finally spent a few days in peace.Not surprisingly, most children will avoid the three brothers when they see them, but for Josh, this is actually nothing, because children of this age are not so complicated in their minds, and secondly, because, In Josh's eyes, there is really nothing more important than family.

Enjoying the sun with my brothers every day, although I have to wear that kind of greasy sunscreen, it feels great to be able to play freely.In fact, there are not many classes every day. Fencing and equestrian classes are separated in the morning, and sometimes there are painting classes in the afternoon.Josh really doesn't have much talent for painting. The oil paint seems to become a colored bomb in his hands, which may splash and shoot on the nearby people anytime and anywhere.

The oil painting teacher is a very serious female teacher, she always reminds: "Hold on to the palette, students, hold on!"

Children's paintings have no light, shadow and composition at all, and most of them are scribbles. Of course, there are also those with extraordinary talents, amazing memory, and vivid descriptions of reality, such as Rigoletto... Speaking of it, it seems that any discipline Rigoletto can't be bothered, he is patient and extremely smart, and has almost no shortcomings except for his eccentric temper.

Even the little fat man didn't dare to ask him about it.

Yes, that's right.Although no conflict broke out that needed to alarm the teacher, the small-scale disputes between the little fat man and the three brothers continued.Especially, when the little fat man got acquainted with a few kids who were also mischievous and mischievous, they almost hated each other, and immediately joined hands to cause trouble at the summer camp.

Josh is the one who likes to get troubled the most, because he is young, as long as his two brothers are away, the little fat man and the others will do their best to display various "performance arts" in front of Josh.

For example, at this very moment, they were laughing loudly at Josh's paintings, as if they could laugh their lungs out of their chests in the next second.

"What is this? It just looks like a mess of threads!"

"Are you abstract, Josh!"

"Great abstract painter, Josh!"

……

Josh turned a deaf ear to these words. He was never a child who was prone to low self-esteem. He stared at the lamb he drew for a while, and felt that he had already drawn a very similar one.After all, I drew the long hairs on the sheep one by one. Although the sheep was a little black because of the thick hair, it was obviously not a big problem...

Josh nodded in satisfaction, threw the paintbrush into the brush container and stirred it, without giving Brook half of his eyes. If they got closer, they might still hear Josh muttering in a low voice: "Hairless? They painted so well." Sheep are bald."

"Rig!" Josh saw Rieg coming and waved at him.

The little fat man raised his eyes and saw Rigoletto. The psychological shadow he had left before took effect. The moment he saw Rigoletto, he shut up and took their "brothers" to hide away in desperation. up.

Riglito frowned, and walked up to Josh: "Are they looking for trouble again?"

"What can I look for?" Josh smiled with his white teeth, and he held up his new painting in front of Riglito, "Look, Rigg, my sheep!"

Rigoletto was suspiciously silent.

He admits that he is a brother-in-law, but... If he exaggerates too much, his conscience will always feel condemned.Mrs. de Winter said that honesty is a good character.

However, there is also a kind of wisdom in moderation of cunning.

"...it looks much better than yesterday's cat, a lot of progress, Josh." Riglito nodded.

"Yeah!" Josh threw away the pen, he didn't want to be bored in the studio for a long time, "Rig, I'm going outside."

In fact, this is an act of skipping class, but the three de Winter brothers all acquiesced to this behavior. Arman’s jet lag seems to be irreversible, and he is always in a daze during the day and can fall asleep at any time It looks like, but at night, he sleeps the most soundly.

Alman is a professional truant, and Josh has no psychological burden to run away from his elder brother!

The camp is very safe. The studio is also a wooden house with a small capacity. Classes are still held in groups in turn. The children who have nothing to do are gathering on an open lawn in the middle of the camp to play football.

The lawn is on the hillside, with some angles, and some children simply rolled from top to bottom, covered with mud, and then were stopped by the teachers.

Josh was not very interested in these, he walked along the outside of the lawn.The clear sunshine, the chirping of birds, and the occasional sounds of cattle and sheep in the farm in the distance, this mountain forest is not without residents. Near the edge of the camp, you can hear the voices of girls shaking their clothes, and Cars passing by from time to time whizzed past the path under the mountain forest, and the tires rolled over the gravel, making creaking sounds.

I don't like it or not, but Josh feels fresh about it all.He sat under the tree and half-closed his eyes, feeling the breeze blowing, without thinking about anything.

"Hi!"

After being patted on the shoulder, Josh opened his eyes in a jerk, and the girl's face enlarged in front of Josh, which scared him so much that he almost hit the tree trunk.

"Annie!" Josh complained, "Can you make some noise every time you come over?" Yes, Annie and Betty, the two girls with eccentric tempers, are also considered freaks. The two of them are always not brought with them, perhaps it is the law of attraction of freaks, and the attitude of the three Derwent brothers towards Anne is quite moderate.

Not quite like that, maybe this relaxation is mutual - Anne seems to like to come to Josh.

But usually where Josh is, Rigoletto and Arman will also be nearby, and there are relatively few times when they will be alone.

Annie didn't seem to take Josh's complaints very seriously, she shrugged and replied, "Okay."

"What are you doing here?" Josh asked.

"Let's see what you do."

"...you are so boring." Josh concluded.

The two sat quietly under the tree for a while, and Josh suddenly seemed to think of something, and he asked, "By the way, Annie, do you still remember the secret you told about Riglito?"

"..." Annie raised her eyebrows, "I thought you knew?"

"What!" Josh didn't respond, "If I knew, what would I ask you to do?"

"I thought you guys knew each other very well."

"Of course, we are brothers."

"...Really?" Annie looked surprised, she looked at Josh suspiciously, "strange, then why don't you have..."

"there is nothing?"

"It's nothing."

"Annie!" Josh was dissatisfied, "Do you think it's fun to tease me!"

The red-haired girl stared at Josh's angry face for a while, then laughed out loud: "It's actually... quite fun."

Josh was really a little angry, he stood up and planned to leave.

"Hey!" Annie grabbed his clothes, "Don't you want to hear Riglito's secret?"

"Then I can ask him myself." Josh folded his arms and looked down at Annie.

"Tsk." Annie withdrew her hand, and she patted beside her, "Then chat with me for a while?"

"You swear you won't play tricks on me again."

"I swear." Annie rolled her eyes.

Josh sat back to his original place.

"Do you believe in witches?" Annie asked suddenly, "It's like... Little Fatty and they call me that, they say I'm a witch."

witch?Josh had heard the word before, in fact, he vaguely remembered that Mr. White seemed to mention it in history class.

"Haven't they all been burned to death on red-hot pillars?"

Annie chuckled slightly when she heard Josh's answer: "Josh, there are no witches and magic in this world."

"What about the witch?"

"They are just a group of ordinary human beings, but because their ancestors served as servants of the gods...you can understand it as a nun of a certain religion? But even religions are in the human world, I mean, they usually serve the will of people. "

"...So?" There were too many words in Annie's words that exceeded Josh's comprehension, and he was a little impatient, so what does this have to do with Rigoletto?

"So they mastered some secrets, which were the top secrets that the king and leader knew at that time. At first, their task was to protect these secrets, but later they were framed due to some changes in political power."

"Why can't it be made public?"

"For... um, for peace, Josh." Annie's words didn't sound like they came from a child's mouth. In fact, Annie didn't understand what she said, but her family has always been like this Talk to her, talk too much, her ears will get calloused.

Josh scratched his head, thought for a while, and concluded: "So it still has nothing to do with Rigoletto, Annie, you are still playing me!"

"It does matter!" Annie pursed her lips in reluctance, and was about to say something when she was interrupted by a male voice.

"Josh, it's time for us to go to dinner." Riglito didn't know when he appeared in front of Josh. His face was as expressionless as ever, but if you look carefully, you can find the chill in it. Gretel was not very happy.

Josh's interpretation of Rigoletto's emotions has always been very good. Although he didn't know why, he didn't intend to mess with Rigoletto when he was unhappy, so he grabbed Rigoletto's hand very honestly, borrowing Li stood up.

When it was time for dinner, Arman arrived in time.

"Hey, Josh, you have a day to skip class too!"

"Not as good as you." Josh spoke back to his elder brother unceremoniously.

They walked forward while arguing, and no one noticed that Rigoletto was behind. He seemed to have said something to Anne, and the two of them reached a consensus before they dispersed.

That night, most of the moonlight was covered by dark clouds, and the shadows of the trees were hazy.Josh's ability to adapt was good, and with Arman's familiar breathing sound, Josh also fell into a deep sleep.

The wind blew through the branches and gently patted on the glass windows.Rigoletto opened his eyes. He got out of bed and opened the door of the cabin without making any sound.