Chapter 3 Tuesday May 22 How Emile Got His Head Stuck in a Soup Jar

Bouillon was served at dinner that day at Carterholt.Li Na put all the butchers into a china vase for soup.Everyone sat around the table in the kitchen drinking soup, especially Emil, who liked to drink Yang and smacked it. "Do you have to smack?" Mom asked. "How else do people know it's soup?" Amir replied.However, in fact, he said this: "How else would people know that it is Ha Tang (drinking soup)?" This is the dialect of Simalan Province, let's ignore it for now. Everyone was drinking hard until their stomachs were swollen and the jars were empty.It's just that there is still a small amount of soup left at the bottom of the jar, and Emil still wants to drink this small amount.The only way to get a taste of this tiny bit of soup now was to stick his head in the jar and lick his tongue, which he did.The sound of him sipping soup could be clearly heard from outside.When he wanted to pull his head back after drinking, it was no wonder that the can could not be pulled out, and it got stuck.Now Emil was scared, and he jumped away from the table and stood there.The soup can was clasped over his head like a bucket, covering his eyes and ears.Amir struggled and yelled while grabbing the rim of the jar.Li Na also became frightened. "Our beautiful soup jars," she said, "our beautiful floral porcelain jars! What are we going to use to hold soup now?"

When Emil's head was still in the soup jar, of course there was no way to put it in the soup.Even though she was not very bright, she saw it. But Amir's mother thinks more about Amir. "My dear, how are we going to get the boy out? I'll get the fire-hook and smash the pot!" "Are you crazy?" said Papa Emil. "It cost four crowns!" "Let me try it," Alfred said.He is a strong and capable long-term worker.He grabbed the handles on either side of the jar and gave it a hard lift, but what was the use?Emil was also brought up because he was literally stuck.He was hanging in mid-air, kicking his legs wildly, struggling to get down.

"Let go... put me down... let go, I said let go!" he yelled.So Alfred had to let him go. At this time, everyone was really sad.They stood there trying to think of a way around Amir.There are father Anton, mother Alma, little Ida, Alfred and Li Na, but no one can think of a good way to get Emil out of the jar. "Look, Emil is crying!" said little Ida, pointing to the teardrops that rolled down from under the eaves of the pot and were streaming down Emil's cheeks. "I didn't cry at all!" said Emil. "It was broth." He sounded as stubborn as ever.But getting your head stuck in a soup can isn't particularly fun, either.And if it never comes out, poor Emil, when will he be able to put his pock on again?

Emil's mother loves her little son so much, she wants to take a fire hook to break the pot, but Emil's father said: "Don't even think about it in your life! The pot is worth four crowns! Better we go to the doctor in Marienjorond and he'll probably have it removed. He only charges three crowns at a time, so we can earn one more." Crown." Mama Emil thought it was a good idea, not every day people earn a krona.With this krona, you can buy a lot of good things, such as something for little Ida who stays at home while Emil is away. At this moment, the people at Carterholt Manor got busy.Emil has to be dressed up, he has to be washed and dressed in the best clothes.Combing the hair was out of the question, and washing the ears was out of the question, although it was necessary.His mother tried to get her forefinger under the rim of the soup can to pick his ear, but it got so full that her finger got stuck in it.

"Hey, now." Little Ida said.Dad was really angry, although he was usually very kind. "Is there anything else that hasn't been stuffed into the pot?" he cried furiously. "Though it's plugged, so I can take the whole estate to Marien-Nyronde in the big hay cart." Fortunately, Amir's mother yanked hard, and her fingers came out again. "You don't need to wash your ears, Emil," she said, blowing on her fingers.Then a satisfied smile appeared from under the eaves of the pot, said Emil. "This was the first real use a soup pot gave me."

Alfred drove the carriage up to the steps.Emil walked out the door and climbed into the car.He looked appropriate in his striped Sunday suit and black buckle shoes.He wore a soup can on his head, although it was an unusual look.But because there are flowers on the jar, it is also very pretty, and wearing it on the head is like wearing a newly popular summer hat.The fly in the ointment is that it is so big that it covers Emil's eyes. And so they were on their way to Marien-Nyronde. "We're not at home, watch little Ida carefully!" Emil's mother shouted.She sat in the front with her father, and in the back sat Emil with his soup can and his hat next to the seat.When he came back he had to wear something on his head, the kid had such a good memory.

"What should I have for dinner tonight?" Li Na asked when the car had just set off. "As you please," cried Mama Emil, "I have other things to think about." "Then I'll make broth to eat." Li Na said.At this moment, she saw a flower pot disappear in a flash at the bend of the road, and she remembered what happened just now.She turned to Alfred and Ida sadly and said: "I'm afraid I'll have to eat rye cake with pork." Emile has been to Marien-Nyronde several times.He likes to sit high in the carriage and watch the winding path, the manor beside the road, the children living in the manor, the dogs barking on the fence wall, the horses and cows grazing on the grass, etc. .And now, at this funny moment, he was sitting there with the jar covering his eyes, and he could only see a little bit of his black leather shoes through the small slit on the edge of the jar.Along the way he had to ask his father, "Where have we been? Have we reached the pancake field? Is it near the little pig's point?"

Amir named all the manors beside the road, "Pie Field" because when Emir passed by there once, two chubby kids stood at the gate to share the big pie, and "Little Pig Point" because There was a cute little pig in that place, and Emil sometimes went to scratch his back. But now he is sitting there sullenly, his eyes can only look at the leather shoes on his feet.He couldn't see the big pie, nor could he see the cute little pig, no wonder he kept asking: "Where are we, are we not nearly in Mariannerond?" The doctor's waiting room was full when Amil walked into the doctor's house with a soup jar.All the people sitting there immediately felt sorry for Amir when they saw him, and they knew that something unfortunate must have happened.Only one bad old man was laughing like hell, like being stuck in a jar was some kind of funny thing.

"Hahaha," the old man laughed, "are your ears cold, kid?" "No." Emil said. "Oh! So, what are you doing with this wonderful contraption?" asked the old man. "Because I'm afraid of freezing my ears." Amir said.Although he is young, he has a lot of witty words. Then it was Emil's turn to go in and see the doctor.The doctor did not laugh at him, but said: "Hello, hello! What are you doing in there?" Although Amir couldn't see the doctor, he still had to say hello to the doctor.So he bowed as best he could with the jar on, when there was a bang and the soup jar fell to the ground and broke in two.It turned out that Amir knocked his head on the doctor's desk with all his strength.

"That's four kronor," Emil's father whispered to Emil's mother, but the doctor overheard. "Well, then you've earned a crown," he said, "because normally I charge five crowns if I take the boy out of the soup can. But now he's taken care of himself." Now Emile's father became happy.He really thanked Emil for breaking the jar and earning a crown.He quickly picked up the broken jar, and took Amir and Amir's mother out.When they were out in the street, Mama Emil said: "Look, we've earned another kroner. What are we going to buy with it?" "Nothing," said Emil's father. Money into his piggy bank."

As he spoke, he took out a five-orr copper plate from his wallet and handed it to Amir.Think how happy Emil is! So they set off for Renabelia.Amir was particularly satisfied sitting in the back seat.Holding the copper coin in his hand and wearing his "pockmark" on his head, he looked at the children, dogs, horses, cows and piglets on the side of the road.If Emil had been an ordinary kid now, nothing would have happened to this day, but Emil was not an ordinary kid.What do you think he did again? !He sat there very well, holding the five ole copper coin in his mouth.Just as their car passed "Little Pig Point", there was a soft "grunt" from the back seat, and this Emil swallowed the copper coin! "Ah," cried Emil, "how fast it goes!" This time Emil's mother was worried again. "My dear darling, how are we going to get these five orr out of your belly? We'll have to go back to the doctor." "Well, you really know how to calculate," said Emil's father. "We spend five kronor for a five orr? How did you score in arithmetic at school?" Amir was not in a hurry, he patted his stomach and said: "I can be my piggy bank myself. The five auer is as safe in me as it is in a piggy bank, because there's nothing to get out of it. I tried it with a kitchen knife before. , so I know." But Amir's mother refused to budge and insisted on sending Amir back to the doctor. "He swallowed a lot of trouser buttons that time, and I didn't say anything," she reminded her father. "But the five-orr coin is much harder to digest. Don't make a mistake this time, just listen to me!" As she said that, she really frightened Amir's father.He immediately turned his horse's head and ran towards Marianne Ronde, because Emil's father was naturally also worried about his son. Panting heavily, they ran into the doctor's office. "What have you forgotten?" asked the doctor. "No. It's just that Emil swallowed a five-orr coin," said Emil's father. "If the doctor operates on him, he will only charge four kronor, or... the five-orr can be kept." At this moment, Emil tugged at Baba's coat and whispered: "Come on! That's my five orr!" Naturally, the doctor didn't want to accept Amir's five-orr coins. "It doesn't require surgery," he said. "The coin will come out by itself in a few days." "You can have five white loaves," said the doctor, "and the five oers will have something to keep you from cutting your stomach." This is a charitable doctor, and this time he didn't charge.When Emil's father and Emil and Emil's mother walked on the street.Amir's father had a satisfied smile on his face. Now Emil's mother wants to go to Miss Andersson's family bakery to buy five buns for Emil. "It's not necessary at all," said Emil's father, "we have bread at home." Amir thought about it.He's especially good at coming up with this or that idea, and he's hungry, so he says: "I've got a coin in my belly. If I could get it, I'd go and buy buns myself." He thought for a moment, and went on: "Father, can you lend me five orr for a few days? I will definitely pay you back, and I promise it will be fine." Emile's father agrees.They walked together to Miss Andersson's family bakery and bought five very delicious buns for Emil.The bread was toasted brown and had a layer of sugar on it.Amir immediately gobbled it up. "It's the best medicine I've ever taken in my life," he said. At this time, Emil's father was happy and excited, and suddenly his head became dizzy, and he didn't know what to do for a while. "We really made a lot of money today!" Dad said without hesitation and bought five Orr mints for little Ida who stayed at home. Note, this happened when children didn't care whether they had teeth or not, when children were stupid and ignorant.Now the children of Chennabelya don't dare to eat sweets, so their teeth grow very well. Then everyone returned to the manor.As soon as Emil's father entered the house, he ran to glue the soup pot without taking off his clothes and hat.It wasn't that hard, the jar just broke in two.Li Na jumped up happily, and she shouted to Alfred who was unloading the carriage: "Now Carterholt Manor can drink broth again!" Li Na really thinks so?Yes, but she probably forgot about Emil. Emil and little Ida had a particularly good time that night.He built her a little shed among the stones in the lawn, and she liked it very much.So every time he wanted a mint, he just gave her a gentle tug. Now, it was starting to get dark, and both Emil and little Ida wanted to go to bed.They went into the kitchen to see if Mom was there.She is not there, and no one else is.Only the soup jars were on the table, already glued on, so pretty.Emil and little Ida looked at the wonderful jar after a day of travelling. "Just think about it, running all the way to Marienne Ronde," said little Ida, and she asked: "How did you do that, Emil. How did you stick your head in a soup can?" "It's not difficult," said Emile, "I'll just do this..." That's when Emil's mother walked into the kitchen, and the first thing she saw was Emil standing there with a soup pot on her head.Amir was struggling, little Ida was crying, and Amir was crying too.Because this time he's stuck in it again, as solid as last time. His mother immediately picked up the fire hook and hit the pot, and a loud "bang" spread throughout the whole of Renébelia.The soup jar was shattered into thousands of pieces, which fell on Emil like raindrops. His father was in the sheepfold outside, and when he heard the noise, he ran over immediately. He stopped by the kitchen door, stood there silently, staring at Emil, the broken porcelain, and the fire hook in Emil's mother's hand, and said: Without saying anything, he turned around and went back to the sheep pen. It was still a consolation to him, however, that he received five orr from Emil two days later. Well, now you know what Emile is like, and here is the story of the soup pot that happened on Tuesday, May 22.But you might want to keep listening.