Chapter 7 Saturday 28th July Emil pours blood batter over Dad's head and carves 100th dummy

In the kitchen of Carterholt Manor there is an old blue-painted sofa, on which Li Na sleeps at night.At that time, there were such sofas all over Simaland, where the maids put a broken cushion to sleep at night.Flies circled around them all day long.Therefore, why can't Carterholt Manor also have such a broken sofa? Li Na slept quite comfortably on it.There was nothing to wake her up except the alarm clock at 4:30 in the morning to wake her up for the milking. Often, as soon as Li Na left, Amir's father would sneak into the kitchen, so that he could drink a cup of coffee quietly before Amir woke up.Sitting alone at the big folding table early in the morning, I couldn’t see the Emil, but I could hear the birds singing outside the window, the hens clucking happily, slowly sipping coffee, and leaning on the chair The bed was rocked slightly, and the two bare feet stretched forward on the floor that Li Na had just brushed. It was really comfortable.The floor is very clean, I mean the floor has just been brushed and it is very clean.Not talking about Emil's dad's feet.Maybe those feet need a good scrubbing too, but who knows! Papa Emil likes to go barefoot in the morning, but it's not just for comfort.

"In this way, you can save some shoes." He said to Emil's mother.But she was a bit stubborn, and she refused to go barefoot no matter what. "Wearing shoes as often as you do, we have to buy shoes all the time, at least once every ten years." Emil's father said. "Yes, I'm going to buy it!" Emile's mother replied, and now no one can talk anymore. As I said, no one can wake Li Na up before the alarm clock rings.But one morning, something woke her up.It was the day on July 27th when Emil had a fever.Can you think of such a terrible thing? About four o'clock, a big mouse jumped straight across Li Na's face! She screamed, turned over and got up, grabbing a big firewood.But by this time the mouse had escaped through a hole in the wall connecting the firewood house.

When Emil's father heard about the mouse, he was so frightened that he didn't know what to say. "It's a beautiful story," said Emil's father. "A mouse came into the kitchen, and it would eat our bread and our meat." Come with me!" Li Na added. "Then our bread and meat," said Papa Emil. "We have to put the cat in the kitchen tonight." Emil was having a fever at the moment, but he had also heard about it.He immediately began to think about how to catch the mouse-if the cat was no use. At ten o'clock in the evening on July 27th, as soon as Emil's fever subsided, her heart was filled with a desire for activity.At this time, everyone in Carterholt Manor was asleep.Emil's father, Emil's mother and Ida in the small room next to the kitchen, Li Na lying on the sofa in the kitchen, Alfred in the long workshop, and the piglets and hens in the pigsty and chicken house , and the cows and horses on the green lawn outside are asleep.But in the kitchen there was a cat squatting, with round eyes, thinking of the cowshed, because there were so many mice there.At this time, Emil slipped quietly from his small room into the kitchen with two big eyes.

"Poor cat Buster, you're the one sitting here," he said when he saw the cat's eyes gleaming in the dark. "Meow..." Busy San called out.Emile, the animal's best friend, hastily opened the door and let the cat out.Of course he also knew that the mouse had to be caught.The cat let go, and he had another way.He took out a mouse trap, inserted a small piece of delicious pork, and then set the trap in place.At first he placed it next to the hole in the wall where the rats came and went. "If you stick out the hole and see the clip, you might be suspicious, so you won't fall for it."

"Maybe," thought Amir: "After letting it come out, walk around the kitchen calmly, and then, as people say, find the clip where it least expects..." For a while, he wanted to put the clip on Li Na's face, because The mouse passed by there last time, but I was worried that Li Na would mess everything up when she woke up.No, better find another place.Why not under the big table? There the mice used to run about looking for the crumbs that fell from the meal.Just don't put it next to the seat where Emile's father usually sits, there is rarely anything there. "But, how terrible," said Emil, standing in the middle of the floor, "what if the mouse is passing there, and can't find the crumbs, and goes to nibble on Papa's toes?"

"We must not let this happen. With Emil here we cannot let this happen!" Thinking that he put the mousetrap in the place where Dad always put his feet, and then crawled back under the covers with satisfaction. He didn't wake up until dawn the next day, woken up by loud screams from the kitchen. "But the mouse was caught, and they all shouted happily." Emil thought.But within a second, my mother rushed in, dragged Emil from the bed, and whispered in his ear: "Get to the carpentry! When your daddy gets the mousetrap off your toe, it's the end of your life!"

She grabbed Amir's hand and dragged him to run outside.Amir has just put on a shirt, but now is not the time to put on clothes. "But I have to take my tank and pockmarks (gun and hat) anyway!" cried Emil.As he spoke, he grabbed his hat and wooden gun and ran towards the carpentry workshop.Along the way, shirts fluttered behind him.He is often locked up here after being mischievous.Amir's mother hung the door hanging outside to prevent Amir from running out.Emil put the latch inside, too, to keep Dad from running in.How clever and thoughtful they are! Mama Emil thought it would be better if he didn't see Papa for a few hours.Amir thought the same way, so after he inserted the door, he quietly sat on the wooden pier and began to carve fun little wooden figures.Every time he was imprisoned here after being mischievous, he always had to chip a little wooden dummy, and now he has chipped ninety-seven.They are neatly arranged on a wooden shelf.Every time Amir sees them, he is always happy in his heart.Soon he will have a hundred wooden figures, and he will have a good time to celebrate then.

"I'm going to have a party in the carpentry by then, but Alfred will be alone." He sat on the wooden pier, knife in hand, and made a decision.Dad's yelling was heard in the distance, but slowly it died down.But after a while there was a more terrifying cry, and Emil worried that something had happened to her mother.Later, he thought of the old sow.It is going to be slaughtered today because it is howling there.Poor old sow, the twenty-eighth of July is not an auspicious day for her either.True, but there were others who were having a rough day. At lunch, Emil was let out.When he walked into the kitchen, little Ida ran up to him happily.

"We're having palter for lunch today," she called. You may not know what Palter is. It is a noodle cake made of rye flour with pig's blood. There is also fatty pork in it. It tastes similar to blood pudding, but not exactly the same. It is better.It's made of blood, as blood pudding is made of blood.Since Katholt had just killed a pig, it was only natural for Emil's mother to be Palt.She had already stirred up a bloody batter in a large earthen basin on the table.The water in the big iron pot on the stove was already boiling just waiting to make the paté, so the kids were happy.

"Eighteen bucks for me!" Ida boasted.In fact, she is a skinny girl, at best she can eat half a piece of palter. "Then there will be no food for Papa," said Emil, "but where is he?" "He was resting outside," Ida said. Amir looked out the window, really, Dad was lying on the grass under the window outside, with his big straw hat on his head, exactly the same as in the past lunch break.But in the old days he took a nap after lunch instead of before.He got up very early today, and he stepped on a mousetrap when he got up, so he was tired enough. Emil saw that Baba was only wearing a shoe on his right foot.At first he hoped it was just a matter of economy, that Dad might only want to wear one shoe at a time.But when he saw the blood-soaked gauze wrapped on his father's left big belly, he immediately understood that his father's left foot was bare because the toe was so painful that he couldn't put on shoes.He really regretted the mousetrap prank.So he especially hoped that his father would be happy.He remembered Papa's favorite pie, so he took the basin of blood and stuck it out the window.

"Look, Papa!" he exclaimed joyfully, "we're having Palter for lunch!" Papa removed the straw hat from his face and looked up at Emil coldly.He hadn't forgotten the mousetrap, you could tell by the look in his eyes.This made Amir want to work hard to make up for his mistakes. "Look here, so many Palters!" he exclaimed, stretching the crock out again.But you can't think of it, it's too scary, Amir can't hold the basin because of this, the basin and the bloody mush are directly buckled down, and Amir's father is looking up, and it happens to be all buckled on his father's face "Puff!" said Papa Emil, who couldn't say more.Because the pot of blood covered his face all at once.He stumbled up from the grass and finally yelled, the sound was blocked by the blood at first, not too loud.But then the whole of Renébelia heard his roar.The pot was placed on Dad's head like a pirate's helmet, and Palt's blood flowed from top to bottom.At this moment, Karosa Maya came out from the brewing room after washing the pig intestines, and happened to see Amir's father standing there bloody, and she immediately screamed more fiercely than the old sow who was stabbed , and ran to the village to spread the bad news to everyone: "That's the end of that good old father of Katholdt," she cried, "that evil god Emil has beaten him to the brim with blood. Oh, come and see!" When Emil's mother figured out what was going on, she hurriedly grabbed Amir's hand and sent him back into the carpentry room quickly.While Emil sat there in his shirt-sleeve, carving his ninety-ninth dummy, his mother had a hard time cleaning it up for his father. "Slow down, after you scrape off the paste, you may be able to make four or five palts together." Emil's father said.But Emil's mother shook her head and said, "The spilled things are like splashed water. Today we have to eat potato pancakes." "Hey, then I'm afraid we won't be able to have lunch before dark." Little Ida said.But she immediately shut up.Because she saw Dad's angry eyes from the blood. Amir's mother immediately asked Li Na to peel the potatoes so that they could make potato pancakes.Maybe you don't know what potato cakes are, which are pancakes with thinly sliced ​​potatoes inside.It tastes much better than it sounds, I can vouch for that.After a while, Li Na kneaded a large piece of nice gray-yellow batter in the crockpot.She used the basin she had just taken from Emil's father's head, because he didn't want to hang around in a helmet all day like a pirate.As soon as he had cleaned it, he went out to harvest the rye, and the hash browns would have to wait, anyway.At this time, Emil's mother also released Emil from the carpentry room. After sitting in a dull mood for a long time, Amir felt that she really needed to move around now. "Let's do the Skenbrows game!" he said to Ida.Upon hearing this, little Ida ran away immediately.Because this is a running game, invented by Amir himself.As soon as the game is started, start running, from the kitchen to the hall, from the hall to the bedroom, from the bedroom to the kitchen, then from the kitchen to the hall.In this way, lap after lap, I find happiness from running.Emil and Ida run in different directions, and each time they meet they point their forefingers at each other's stomachs and shout "Skenbrows!" Hence the name of the game.It's so much fun, Emil and Ida love it. But this time, when Amir ran to the eighty-eighth lap, he ran out of the kitchen and ran into Li Na.She was about to bake potato cakes with the crock pot in her hand. Amir wanted to make her happy too, so he pointed his index finger at her stomach and yelled "Skenbrows!" He really shouldn't have done this, because he knew that Li Na was most afraid of being tickled . "Hee hee..." Li Na smiled so much that she bent her body like an earthworm.You can imagine what happened this time around.The basin came out of hand, and no one saw what was going on. The basin just hit the head of Amir's father who just walked in from the door hungry. This is the only fact that is certain. "Puff." Emil's father said again.No more words could be said because the potato cake batter covered his face.Afterwards, Emil and little Ida made up an epilogue: "Bool—Papa said it in potato pancake batter," or, "Pooooo—Papa said it in Palter paste." Anyway, every time Provoked a burst of giggles. But Emil didn't have time to laugh at this moment, because his mother grabbed his arm again and dragged him hurriedly to the carpentry workshop.Emil's father's roar kept coming from behind, at first the voice was blocked by the batter, and the sound was quieter, and then it was so loud that the whole of Renébelia could hear it. When Amir sat on the wooden pier and cut his 100th wooden figure, he didn't feel the joy of celebrating at all.Instead, he was as angry as a toad.Sitting in a woodshop three times a day is too much! Plus it's not fair! "Father is in the way everywhere, what can I do?" Emil muttered, "Even if there is a mousetrap in the yard, he will step on it! Why is it so coincidental, where there is pate paste or potato cake paste, he will use it go there!" Speaking of which, don't think that Amir doesn't love his father, or that his father doesn't love Amir.They love each other like any other father and son.But when accidents like mousetrap, palter and hash browns happen, there are spats between loved ones too. The day of Saturday, July 28th is drawing to a close.Emile sat in the carpentry room but became more and more annoyed.He had never imagined that his hundredth wooden dummy day would look like this.First of all, today is Saturday, how can he invite Alfred to dinner? Alfred always has something to do on Saturday night.That night, he would always sit on the steps in front of the long workshop and talk about love with Li Na.Playing the accordion for her, so no time to attend his parties. Amir threw the knife away angrily.Not even Alfred could come, he was alone.The more he thought about being treated like this, the angrier he became.He sat here in a shirt all day on Saturday, and ran to the carpentry shop so much that he didn't even have time to get dressed. How could there be any civility! Those Kathult people probably wanted him to stay it's here.Well, let them have their way! Amir raised his fist and slammed on the woodworking table, and the table made a "bang" sound, "Okay, let them be as they wish!" lived the rest of his life in the house.Wearing a shirt and a hat, abandoned by everyone alone.Live here forever! "Now they're satisfied at last, and don't have to run around in vain," he thought. "But no one wants to come to the carpentry, there's no way! If papa wants to plan a block, there's no need to do it. It's only good for him, otherwise he will plan off his fingers. Never seen such accidents." people!" When the July nights begin to fall.Emily's mother is here.She opened the door hanger on the door of the carpentry room, of course it was the hanger on the outer door panel, but when she pushed it, she found that the door was also locked inside, so she couldn't help smiling knowingly. "You needn't be afraid, little Emil! Your father has fallen asleep. Now you can come out." But from the carpenter's room came a terrible "Ha!". "What are you talking about!" asked the mother, "open the door and come out, little Emil!" "I won't go out again." Amir said in a low voice, "but no one else needs to come in, or I will shoot!" Mother Emil saw her little baby standing by the window, holding the wooden gun tightly in his hand.At first she didn't believe it was true, until she figured out that he was really not joking.Immediately ran into the house crying, dragged Amir's father up, "Emile stays in the carpentry!" she sobbed, "What are we going to do about that!" Little Ida was also awakened, and she immediately began to cry too.They immediately ran to the carpentry.Emil's father, Emil's mother and little Ida.Alfred was sitting on the steps in front of the long workshop, joking with Li Na, and ran over regardless of her objection.Guys have to find a way to get Amir out! Emile's papa wasn't so worried at first: "Oh, you'll come out when you're hungry!" he cried. "Hmph!" Emil said. Dad didn't know what Emil kept in a wooden box behind the carpenter's table, a real decent little pantry.He was so clever that it always occurred to him that he couldn't starve in the carpentry.Who knows what time of day he'll have to sit here! So he's always keeping something to eat in that box.There was bread and butter in it now, and a few pieces of cold meat, some sun-dried cherries, and a good deal of toasted rusks.The knights survived in the besieged castle on much less food than this.In Amir's eyes, the carpentry house is now a surrounded fortress, and he wants to defend it from anyone.He stood calmly at the window like a commander, aiming his gun. "Whoever comes in first, hit first!" he shouted. "Oh, my dear Emil, don't say that, come out!" Emil's mother cried.But it was useless, Emil's stubborn temper came up again, and it was useless even for Alfred to say: "Listen, Emil! Come out and let's go bathe in the lake, just you and me!" "I won't do it, you should sit on the steps with Li Na! Go and sit down, I'll sit here." Amir said angrily. It turned out that it was exactly as he said, and Amir was sitting there.Because threats and entreaties are useless.In the end, everyone had to spread out and go to sleep.Emil's father, mother and little Ida are gone. It was a truly unfortunate weekend night, with Emil's mother and little Ida in tears.Emil's father also sighed constantly when he went to bed, because he was thinking about Emil too.He usually sleeps on the small bed outside, with his curly haired head on the pillow, and his hat and wooden gun beside him. Li Na didn't want that Amir, and she didn't want to go to sleep either.She just wanted to continue sitting in front of the workshop with Alfred and sit quietly for a while.So hearing that Amir stayed there, only she had a smile on her face. "However, who knows how long that nasty brat can sit in there," she said to herself.I thought for a while.She ran quietly and hung the door of the carpentry room from the outside again! Alfred played the accordion.While singing, she didn't notice Li Na's despicable behavior at all. "The hussars head home from the field," sang Alfred.Amir heard his singing, sat on the wooden pier and sighed deeply. Li Na put her arms around Alfred's neck, and began to babble about what she had said to Alfred several times, and he replied with almost the same words as the last few times, "Of course I can marry you, if you really want to, but don't be in such a hurry!" "Anyway, it will be okay next year!" Li Na said after her.Alfred sighed heavily.It seems to be more uncomfortable than Amir's at the moment.Then he sang the song "The Lion's Bride."As Emil sat listening to him, he remembered how nice it would be to swim in the lake with Alfred! "That's right," he said to himself, "of course I can go and have a bath with Alfred, and then go into the carpentry—if I want to come back then." Amir ran to the door and opened the latch, but it was of no use, that wicked Li Na was caught from the outside.So Amir spent a lot of effort, but the door still couldn't be opened.This pair, Amir immediately guessed who locked him here. "I want her to know how good I am," he said. "Let her wait and see!" He looked around in the carpentry.It was quite dark in the room by this time.Once he was so naughty that he escaped through the window.After that time, my father nailed a crossbar outside the window to prevent him from repeating his old tricks, and he was also afraid that he would fall into the nettle tree under the window. Of course, my father loved his precious son very much and did not want the nettle tree to damage him. "You can't get out through the window," Emil said. "You can't get out the door either. Calling for help is something I have never done in my life. How can I get out?" As he spoke, he looked at the fireplace in the distance and began to think.There is such a fireplace in the woodworking room for heating in winter, and sometimes Emil’s father also needs it to heat hot glue. "You can try it from this chimney." He climbed over the grate and jumped into the chimney.The ashes left over from the fire last winter immediately flew in all directions.Dust covered his bare feet and filled the spaces between his toes. Emil looked up the chimney and saw a beautiful sight, with a full orange July moon looking at him above his head. "Hello, Moon!" said Emil. "Please see a man who is good at climbing." After finishing speaking, he started to climb up the black chimney wall with his feet! If you have ever tried to climb out of a narrow chimney.You will know how difficult that is.You'll get so black all over! But you don't have to worry about these difficulties getting in the way of Emil. Li Na, an unfortunate person, is still sitting on the steps in front of the long workshop with her arms wrapped around Alfred, not knowing what is going on.But Emil had said that she would see it.Coincidentally, she really saw it.At this time, she just raised her head to admire the moon.All of a sudden, she heard a loud cry, which shocked the whole of Renébelia. "An elf!" Li Na exclaimed, "There is an elf sitting on the chimney!"——Elves are a kind of little demon children in legends, and the Smaulans were particularly afraid of this thing in the past.Of course, Li Na also heard the stories of those scary elves told by Karosa Maya, so when she saw a black and ghost-like thing sitting on the chimney, she was frightened out of her wits and went crazy. Shout. Alfred looked up too, but he laughed. "I know the elf," he said. "Come down, Emile!" Amir stood up, the shirt on his body was pitch black.He stood bravely on the roof like a warrior, raising his black fist to the sky.His shouts were heard throughout the whole of Renébel. "From today onwards, this carpentry workshop must be dismantled, and I will never sit in it again!" At this time, Alfred ran to the gable of the carpentry room, stretched out his buttocks and shouted. "Jump, Emil!" Amir jumped down and fell right into Alfred's arms.Then the two of them went to the lake to take a bath together, and Emil really needed a bath. "I've never seen this kind of child!" Li Na said angrily.She went into the kitchen and lay down on the sofa to sleep. Among the water lilies in Lake Katterholt, Emil and Alfred swim in the slightly cooler water.The July moon is like a big lantern illuminating them in the sky. "Just you and me, Alfred!" said Emil. "Yes, just the two of us. Emil!" said Alfred. "I promise!" The moon shone on the lake, as if opening up a wide and bright road on the heavy earth.The woods on both sides of the bank were still shrouded in grayness, because it was already late at night.July 28 has also passed. But with a new sun and moon comes new mischief.Amir's mother wrote and wrote in that blue book, and her arm hurt from writing.Later, the book was full. "I've got to get a new notebook," said Emile's mother. "Fortunately, it will be Weinaibee Market Day soon. Anyway, I'm going to the city, so I can buy a book by the way." "God help our little swan," she wrote. "He'll grow up and be capable, even though his dad doesn't believe it right now." This time Emil's father was wrong again, but her mother's estimate was right.Emile will surely grow up and become the chairman of the municipal council, the most accomplished person in Renébelia. But for now let's talk about what happened to him at Winnabee Market Day when he was a kid.