"If you want to sleep and don't want to keep vigil, get rid of these people as soon as possible." The ugly-faced woman's lazy voice came from the carriage.
"Okay, then I'll tell them all to get lost."
The little boy immediately stuffed all the lollipops into his mouth, his cheeks bulging.
He shook the jade lock in his hand and smiled at the bandits: "Look at my lock, look at my lock. If anyone wants it, come and get it. I'll give this lock to whoever you want!"
The soft childish voice is filled with sugar, and it makes people's hearts melt.
The bandits seemed to be bewitched, staring intently at the shaking jade lock.
"Throw down your weapons, turn around, put your head in your hands, and start rolling, rolling as far as possible." The little boy giggled.
The bandits immediately dropped their weapons, turned around, held their heads, and began to roll.
Soon, each one of them rolled so hard that even their shadow could no longer be seen.
Only the one-eyed boss was still standing on the mountain road, spinning in circles with his hands raised.
He didn't know how many times he spun around. He staggered on his feet and foamed at the corners of his mouth. Suddenly, with a bang, he fell down like a bear. His eyes turned white, and he was so confused that he fainted.
"It's so useless. It just turned ninety-eight times and it doesn't work anymore. I still want to be my father in my next life."
The little boy flattened his mouth in disdain, knocked on the car board, and shouted crisply:
"Uncle Coachman, the bad guys are gone. Come out and drive the coach. Let's continue on the road."
The coachman originally saw seven or eight bandits blocking the road and robbing them, so he was so frightened that he got under the carriage.
According to the rules on the road, as long as the driver behaves, the robbers will generally not harm the driver.
But he never expected that these seven or eight sturdy bandits would be dismissed by a four or five-year-old boy.
He got out from under the carriage and saw the scene in front of him. He kept rubbing his eyes, still in disbelief.
The little boy licked up the last bit of the lollipop, sighed with regret, and got into the car.
"Mom, why didn't you call me when you had a good meal?" His eyes were bright, and he reached out to grab the horseshoe cake on the table.
The ugly-faced woman glared at him, and he immediately retracted his hand obediently, but he couldn't bear to take his eyes back from the water chestnut cake. He said cautiously: "Mom, can I just have a piece?"
"Okay." The ugly-faced woman said.
The little boy was so happy that he grabbed a piece of water chestnut cake and was about to put it in his mouth.
"Don't come to me if you have a toothache." The ugly-faced woman said coldly.
The water chestnut cake in the little boy's hand had already reached his mouth, but he was so stunned that he didn't dare to put it into his mouth.
He reluctantly put down the water chestnut cake in his hand and sighed like an adult.
"I know my mother is doing it for my own good, but I won't eat it."
Seeing his appearance, the ugly-faced woman felt soft again. She opened the box on the side, took out a white snack and put it in his little hand.
"Eat."
"Thank you, mother!" The little boy immediately smiled like a flower, stuffed the snack into his mouth, and his cheeks immediately puffed up.
"Rinse your mouth after eating."
The ugly-faced woman handed him another cup of light green bitter tea.
The little boy immediately fell down again.
"Mom, can you not drink it?"
"Okay." The ugly-faced woman said slowly, "Only if you don't eat snacks anymore."
The little boy couldn't help but mutter: "Are you my mother? That black pig doing the bear dance treats me better than my mother."
"Boy, are you too brave? If you don't want me as your mother, then go find your own mother!" The ugly-faced woman pinched the little boy's cheek.