Chapter 8 Wednesday 31st October Emil gets a horse and scares the whole Weinabee out of its shell

Every year on the last Wednesday in October, Weinaibee holds a market day.That day, the whole city was full of traffic from early morning to late night, very lively.I can assure you of this.Everyone who came from Renébelia or any other country town, whether they were selling cattle or buying cattle, trading horses or visiting relatives, looking for boyfriends or buying mints, dancing or fighting.Everyone can find their own place and find their own happiness. Amir's mother once asked Li Na how many festivals there were in a year, and she wanted to see if Li Na's brain was easy to use.Li Na replied:

"Christmas, Easter, and Winnabee Market Day. I think it's all!" Now you know why people go to Winnaby on October 31st.It was just five o'clock in the morning, and it was still dark outside, and Alfred put Youlan and Marcos side by side into the carriage.Then the people in the entire Carterhoult Manor were dispatched, Emil's father, Emil's mother, Alfred and Li Na, Emil and little Ida.Only Carosa Maya was left at home to look after the cattle and the estate. "Poor Caroza, don't you want to go to the market together?" said the kind Alfred. "I'm not stupid." Karosa Maya said, "Today the great comet is coming, I still want to bury my old bones in this familiar place!"

It turned out that there was a report in the "Winabee Papers" that on October 31st a comet would burst into the atmosphere and might collide with the earth, smashing the whole earth into thousands of pieces.So on this day, many Simuilan people were running around, anxiously waiting for the arrival of the big comet. You probably don't know what a comet is, and neither do I.But I think it might be a part of a star that got loose, fell off, and flew around in the sky.All Simailan people are especially afraid on this day that this comet will smash the earth and make all the joy in the world disappear.

"I'm sure that bad guy will smash the Weinaibi Market." Li Na said angrily. "That's all right, maybe it won't fall off before dinner, so there's still time to have a good time!" As she spoke, she elbowed Alfred, who was sitting next to her in the carriage, with a sly smile on her face.She has great hopes for today. Sitting in the front seat was Emil's mother, holding little Ida.And Emil's father, with Emil sitting on his lap.Who do you think is driving? Amir! I forgot to mention how good Amir is at driving.In the beginning, it was Alfred who taught him all about horses.But in the end Emile surpassed his teacher and knew more than everyone in Renébelia.He was even better at horses than Alfred, so now he was driving on Dad's lap.Like an experienced coachman, the reins are really in his hands.

It had just rained during the night, and darkness and morning mist still hung over Lenabelja and the whole of Simalan like a black curtain.The weather was cold, and there was not a glimmer of morning glow on the treetops.The forests on both sides of the road stood upright in the darkness, the leaves bowed under the pressure of raindrops and fog.But everyone is very happy.Marcos and Youlan are running.The horseshoes kept splashing muddy water. Youlan is not so happy because it is old.I have run out of strength, and I want to stay in the stable.Emil told Baba many times.Should have bought a young horse to keep pace with Marcos.It would be nice to be able to buy a horse this time, since today is market day anyway.

But Papa Emil said: "It seems that we have enough money to buy everything. Where is the money? Old friend Lan will have to follow for a few more years. There is no way." Yulan was indeed following, running bravely down the hillside.Amir liked Old You Lan very much, and this time he sang for him as usual, trying to cheer him up: "My horse gallops, Although it hurts its back and shakes its legs. What is the idea! Let it hold my hat, Run well with me, There is a wide road ahead!" When the people from Carterholt Manor arrived in Winabee, they found a place for Marcos and Youlan near the livestock meadow.Everyone has a lot of work to do, Emil's mother dragged Ida away, she was going to buy a blue book and sell the wool and eggs she brought; Li Na immediately took Alfred to the snack bar to drink coffee.Although he tried to break free from her so that he could go to the cattle market with Emil and his father, she dragged him away.

If you've been to Weinabee Market, you know what a cattle market is like.It is here that people trade cattle and horses.At this time, the market was already bustling with people.Amir wanted to go there, and his father didn't object to follow him to have a look, but he didn't want to buy any animals, he just went to have a look. "Remember, Mrs. Pat Yuan invited us to lunch at twelve o'clock." Emil's mother reminded her before leaving. "You don't have to worry that I will forget this kind of thing." Amir's father left with Amir after he finished speaking.

Within five minutes of entering the livestock market, Amir found the horse, the horse he wanted.His heart immediately beat violently at a speed it had never felt before.Such a horse! A brown three-year-old stallion, tied to a fence post, was stroking Emil affectionately, as if he wanted Emil to buy him too.Emil thought so too, and he did.But wait until he turns around.He was going to cling to his father until he couldn't take it anymore and was forced to buy it, then he realized that it was such bad luck that his father was gone.He slipped away in the midst of a group of peasants shouting and laughing, amidst the chaotic sounds of a group of horses neighing and bulls and cows screaming.

"He's always like this," thought Emil angrily. "I can't take him anywhere because he gets lost at every chance." Time is running out now, and a big horse dealer from Mao La Village has already arrived, staring at Emir's horse with big eyes. "How much?" he asked the little Tuna farmer who looked after the horses. "Three hundred crowns," answered the peasant.Amir heard a "hum" in his head.To get three hundred crowns out of father's hand, it is really as difficult as squeezing oil from a crack in a rock, he knows that. "But I'll have to try," thought Emil, for he was the most stubborn boy of Renébelia and all of Simalan.He squeezed into the crowd trying to find his father as soon as possible.He ran here and then jumped there, the more he searched, the more angry he felt.When he saw a farmer whose back looked like his father he would pull and tug, but when they turned around it was always the peasants from other villages, except Antang Svensson from Katterholt.

You don't think Emile will lose heart because of this.A flagpole stands on the lawn, not so high.Amir "suddenly" climbed to the top of the pole.Now everyone can see him.At this time, he opened his throat and shouted: "Anyone know this kid? His daddy got lost!" Presently he saw something happening among the men, horses, and cattle below.A person is like a torrent separating the crowd and rushing towards the flagpole at full speed. That person is not someone else.It was his father. Antang Svensson grabbed the flagpole and shook it violently, and Emil fell like a ripe apple.Dad stepped forward and twisted Emil's ear.

"You bastard boy," he scolded, "where have you been, do you have to run around every chance you get?" Amir doesn't have time to answer these questions. "Come on," he said, "there's a horse you've got to see!" Naturally Papa Emil saw the horse, but it had already been sold by then.Can you think of anything more irritating than that? When they came they saw the horse dealer take out his wallet, take out three hundred-crown notes from it, and hand them to the Tuna peasant. Amir burst into tears immediately. "Is this horse still obedient?" asked the horse dealer. "Be obedient, it's still obedient." The fellow said. But when he said this, he looked aside.As if thinking about something else. "I haven't nailed the horseshoe yet. I see," continued the dealer, "I must nail it before I go home." Amir stood there crying, and his father couldn't help feeling sorry for his son. "Don't cry! Emil." He nodded vigorously while saying, "I'll go buy you a pack of mints. No matter what, I'll go all out this time." He led Emil to the market, where there were many old ladies selling candy, and he bought Emil a long strip of mints for ten oers. Later, my father met a fellow from Lenabelya, and he talked with him, and forgot about Emil again.Amir stood there with his mouth full of mints.There are tears in the eyes.He was still thinking about the horse.At this moment, he suddenly saw Alfred, and Li Na was dragging his skirt behind him.It looked like he was exhausted.Poor Alfred, no wonder, Li Na has dragged him past the jewelry store seventeen times, each time trying to drag him in so that she could buy her an engagement ring. "I don't know what would have happened if I hadn't kept my feet on my feet!" said Alfred triumphantly.He was so glad to see Emile again.Amir hurriedly told him about the horse.They all stood there sighing that the horse couldn't go to Renébelia.Alfred bought a small clay cuckoo for Emil from a clay figurine vendor in the market. "I've got you a market day present," Alfred said.Amir's sad heart immediately felt a little lighter. "Oh! You can buy the Cuckoo Cuckoo!" Li Na said. "When will that broom star fall! I feel as if the time is coming!" But the comet did not appear from the horizon.It's not yet twelve o'clock, so maybe there's no rush. Alfred and Li Na wanted to visit Youlan and Marcos, and then have lunch. The lunch boxes they brought were all placed on the carriage.Amir really wanted to go with them, but he remembered that Mrs. Pat Yuan was going to invite the whole family to lunch at twelve o'clock, so he started looking for his father.Believe it or not, his father disappeared again, and he took the opportunity to disappear among the crowds going to the market.Disappear among those aunts who sell sugar, those uncles who sell jars, those who weave baskets, those who make brushes, those who sell balloons, those who play the violin and sing, and all kinds of people hanging out. "I've never seen anyone disappear so quickly," Emil said. "Next time I go to town, let him stay at home. Because I can't keep an eye on him here anymore." Of course he wouldn't be overwhelmed by not being able to find his father.He had been to the city before, and probably knew the place where Mrs. Pat Ai lived.She had a little white house on the other side of the street, and the one facing the street was entirely glassed in. "It won't be too hard to find there," thought Emil. Mrs. Pat Ai was one of the most honorable wives of Winnaby, so it was a bit strange for her to invite Emil's family to dinner.I don't believe it's because Emil's mother always brings her some delicious sausages when she goes to town, and there are no people who like sausages that much.Not so.But Mrs. Pateron often goes to Katholter for parties.What a cherry party, lobster party, cheesecake and other parties.Feast your fill on sausages, ribs, veal steaks, meatballs, scrambled eggs, eel in vinegar and more.But you can't keep going back and forth and not answering your invitation! "It has to be fair and reasonable," said Mrs. Pat Ai.So she proposed to invite Emil's family to lunch at twelve o'clock that day, because they always come to Winnaby on market day anyway.They would have hot fish pudding and raspberry soup, she thought.She herself had some veal steaks and a large piece of almond cake at eleven o'clock.For there were not many fish puddings, and if she herself sat there and gorged herself, and kept the guests hungry, it would be pretty enough, and she would not do it. At this time, the guests had already sat down at the table in the glass room, including Emil's father, Emil's mother and little Ida. "This hateful boy, it's easier to catch a handful of fleas than him, and they don't jump so fast!" Emil's father said angrily. He was talking about Emil. Mama Emil immediately ran out to find her precious son, despite Daddy's assurances that he had searched everywhere. But Mrs. Patty said; "If I'm not mistaken about Emil. He can definitely find it himself." This time she was right.At this time Emil was walking towards the gate of her house, but something happened to stop him again.In the adjoining yard of Mrs. Pete lived the Mayor, a fine house surrounded by gardens.Now, among the apple trees in the yard, a little boy was wandering on stilts.This is the mayor's son Gottfried Jr.He saw little Emil coming, and he lost his mind and fell into the lilac bushes.If you've ever stepped on stilts, you know why.With two long wooden sticks and only such a small wooden pedal for feet, it is difficult to maintain balance.Gottfried hurriedly stuck his head out from the flowers, staring at Emil intently.People are really divided into groups. As soon as these two little mischievous ghosts met, their eyes immediately shone like a lamp, staring at each other and smiling. "I'd like a hat like yours too," said Gottfried. "Can you lend me one?" "No," said Ariel, "but can I borrow your stilts?" Gottfried thought it a good exchange. "I'm afraid you can't play," he said. "It's a tough thing to go." "Let's see!" said Ariel. Emil's ability is much better than Gottfried imagined. He climbed up with a "hoosh". Although he was a little wobbly at first, he quickly walked under the apple tree and took Mrs. Pete I forgot about having lunch at home. In the glass room of Mrs. Petry's they were already eating fish pudding, and in a short while they were all gone.So now it's time for raspberry soup.There was quite a lot of soup, served in a large deep plate in the middle of the table. "Soup, please." Mrs. Pat Ai said, "I hope you have a good appetite." Of course she didn't have much appetite, and she didn't even touch soup, but her mouth kept talking.Now she was talking about the comet, because the whole town of Winnaby was talking about it today. "If this broomstick wiped us all out at once," she said, "it would be terrible." "Yeah, who knows, maybe this raspberry soup is the last meal in this life." Emil's mother echoed.At this time, Emile's father hurriedly held out the plate and said, "Maybe I can have some more," he said, "just to be on the safe side." But before Mrs. Pete had time to bring him more soup, a terrible thing happened suddenly.There was only a loud bang, and then a scream, and a monster flew in through the glass window behind Mrs. Pete.In an instant, shards of glass and raspberry soup splashed all over the room. "Comet!" Mrs. Pat Yuan screamed, fell to the ground, and passed out. But this is no comet.It was nothing more than Emil smashing through the glass like a cannonball and falling headlong into the bowl of raspberry soup, sending the soup flying everywhere. Alas, there is no way to describe the chaos in the glass room.Emil's mother was screaming, Emil's father was yelling, and little Ida was crying.Only Mrs. Pete was silent, for she was lying on the floor in a faint. "Get some water in the kitchen!" cried Papa Emil, "we'll have to wet her brow!" Amir's mother ran away as soon as she heard it.Amir's father is chasing after him.Keep urging her to run faster. Amir struggled to get out of the plate, soup was all over his body. "Why are you always in such a hurry when you eat!" Little Ida said angrily. Emil ignored her. "Gottfried was right," he said. "You can't walk over a fence on stilts, and now it's proven." As he was speaking, he turned his head and saw the unfortunate Mrs. Pat Ai still lying on the floor, and felt sorry for her. "It's going to take that long to get some water," he said. "I know it can't be done slowly." Amir would not be helpless, he immediately picked up the soup bowl, and poured the rest of the soup on Mrs. Pete's face.Believe it or not, it really works. "Puff." Mrs. Pat Yuan spit twice, and got up like an electric shock.It seems that it is quite useful to make such a large pot of raspberry soup.There are even those used for emergency rescue. "I've cured her," Emil said proudly when his parents finally got water from the kitchen. But Amir's father looked at Amir with a gloomy face and said: "I know a guy who got to sit in the carpentry when he got home." Mrs. Pete's head was still dizzy, and her face was as purple as Emil's.It's still Amir's mother who has a quick mind and quick hands and feet.Seeing this, he immediately helped her lie down on a big sofa and found a big brush. "Please allow me to clean up a bit more." She said and started to dry with a brush.First brush Mrs. Pat Ai, then brush Emil.Then there is the glass room floor.No—not a trace of raspberry soup in sight.Except maybe just Emil's ears and eyes.His mother cleaned up the shards of glass, too.His father hurried to the owner of the glass shop and bought a piece of glass to install it in the original place.Amir wanted to come over to help, but Dad wouldn't let him near the glass at all. "Go, stay away," Dad said angrily, "Get out of here, you don't have to come back until we get home." Amir has no objection to going out.He also wanted to speak to Gottfried for a while.But he was hungry, and he hadn't had a drop of water so far, except for a sip of the soup when he fell into it. "Do you have anything to eat at home?" he asked Gottfried, who was standing by the mayor's fence. "Of course, you're right," replied Gottfried. "Papa turns fifty today, and we're having a party. The food is bending the wooden shelves in the storeroom." "Okay!" Amir said, "Then I can taste it for you to see how salty it is." Gottfried thought for a moment, then went into the mayor's kitchen.He came back with a plate full of delicacies.There were prince sausages, meatballs, patties, etc., with several pieces of each.Emil and Gottfried stood on one side of the fence and ate everything on their plates.Emil was happy and satisfied until Gottfried said: "Tonight we're going to have fireworks, the biggest ever in Winnaby's history." In all of Emil's life, up to this moment, she's never seen a fireworks display—this kind of expensive and uneconomical thing Well, the Renébelian never wanted to do it. A pang of sadness welled up in his heart.There were going to be fireworks here, and he couldn't catch them, because the Carter Hillers were going home before dark. Emil sighed, what a terrible market day.When I think about it carefully, there are no horses, no fireworks, and bad luck.Plus there was a carpentry room waiting for him at home, which was the inevitable result of all the misfortunes. He bids farewell to Gottfried in frustration, and goes to Alfred, because he is Emil's friend and Emil's only comfort when he is sad. But where is Alfred now? The streets are still full of people.About half of the farmers from the four townships and the citizens of Weinaibi visited the market.Finding someone in such a crowded sea is no easy task.Emil walked around and searched for hours.During this period, he did a lot of naughty things again, because no one knew about them, so he didn't record them in the notebook.But Alfred has never been found. At the end of October, it gets dark much earlier.Soon twilight falls and the market day draws to a close.Farmers visiting the market are already planning to go home.The citizens of Wernabee should be in the house by this time too, but they don't seem to want to go in just yet.He was still laughing and making noise outside, making noise and shouting, and seemed to be a little inexplicably excited mentally.Think about this day! Market Day, the mayor's fiftieth birthday, and possibly the end of the world if that broom star hits the earth.Now you can understand why there is such a scene.It would be strange if the citizens of Winnaby went home in the evening and did not want to know whether happiness or disaster awaited them! When people are happy and afraid, they are mixed, and they are more able than usual. There is trouble.Therefore, the street is full of noise from the crowd, but the house is quiet, except for the cat and one or two old ladies who are watching the children at home.No one else. If you've ever been to a small town like Weinaibee, and it's a market day evening, you'll know how to wander the cobbled lanes and watch the old granny, the little friends, and the little ones in the house through the windows. How funny cats are.And then slipping into the gatehouses and corridors in the shadows, into those dark yards, how tense and fun it would be.The peasants kept their wagons here, and now they were standing in the yard drinking beer, preparing to hitch up their wagons and go home. Emil thinks this place is awesome, tense and fun.He quickly forgot the trouble that had made him sad just now.He believed he would find Alfred.He did find it, but before that he found something else. As he was walking along a back street, there suddenly came from a small dark yard a frightening noise, the shouting of a crowd and the neighing of horses.Amir immediately ran into the gate of the house to see what was going on.But what he saw did not make him happy.There was a blacksmith's stove in the yard, and through the light from the fire, he saw the beloved horse.The little brown horse was standing among a group of furious men.Guess why they were so angry, it turned out that the brown horse refused to be shoed, and as soon as the shoemaker tried to lift its hind legs, it immediately neighed, bit, kicked, and made noises, which frightened the men Scattered and fled.The horse-handler scratched his head anxiously, not knowing what to do. "I don't know how many times I've been shoed in my life," he said, "I've never seen anything like it!" You may not know what a horse-handler does, that is, someone who puts shoes on a horse.Yes, horses need shoes just like you.Otherwise, its hooves will be worn out, and it will slip easily, making it impossible to walk on slippery roads.However, the horseshoe is not a common shoe, it is a bent piece of iron that needs to be nailed to the horse's hoof.In short, horse shoes, if you've ever seen them. It seemed clear that the little brown pony had made up his mind not to have shoes.Therefore, when no one moves its hind legs, it stands there quietly.As long as the blacksmith touched its hind legs, it would repeat the same action like crazy.Although there were six or seven big men trying to grab it, they were all kicked and rolled and crawled by it in the end.The horse dealer in Maola Village who bought the horse slowly lost patience and became more and more annoyed. "Now I'll do it myself!" he said, angrily grabbing a horse's hind legs, but the horse kicked him into a rain puddle. "Oh, it's like this." A farmer standing by and watching said, "You can believe me, this horse can't handle it at all. They tried it more than 20 times in Tuna Village. . Only then did the horse dealer realize that he had been cheated in buying the horse, and this fueled his rage all the more fiercely. "Anyone who wants it, take that rascal," he cried, "just don't let me see it again!" Besides Amir, who would run forward at this time! "I can have it!" The horse dealer burst out laughing when he saw it: "You, you little thing!" Just now, of course, he wasn't really giving away the horse, but with so many people standing there listening, he'd have to find a way out of it, so he said: "Well, of course you can have it, if you can catch it and let us shoe the horse." All the people present laughed, because they all tried, and no one could handle the horse. But don't think Emil is stupid.In fact, he knew the temper of horses better than anyone in Renébelia or even in Simalan Province.While the horse was kicking and biting and barking and barking, Emil was thinking. "This horse is like Li Na at home. It's so ticklish!" exactly.Amir is the only one who, here and now, has figured it out.Quite simply, this horse is afraid of being tickled, so it kicks, bumps, jumps, and barks, just like Li Na.When it neighs like crazy, that's when someone grabs its hind legs and makes it laugh like hell.By the way, you also know what it feels like when someone scratches your itch. Amir walked up to the horse and clamped the horse's head with his strong little hands: "Listen," he said, "I'm going to put your shoes on, don't make a fuss, I promise I won't scratch you!" Guess what Emil did afterwards.After getting permission, he walked behind the horse's tail, grabbed a hind foot with his hand, and lifted it up quickly and decisively.The horse just looked back at him kindly, as if wondering what Emil was going to do.Now you get it! A horse's hooves feel as close to zero as you feel your nails.So you know, it's not afraid of being scratched at all on its hooves. "Please!" Emil said to the horse-handler. "Bring the horseshoe, I'll fix it." Suddenly, there was an exclamation from the crowd standing nearby watching.As Amir helped the horseman nail the horseshoes one by one, the crowd kept admiring. As the horseshoes were almost finished, the dealer became more restless.He remembered his promise, but didn't want to keep it.He took out five crowns from his pocket and handed it to Emil: "That's enough!" he said. But this annoyed the onlookers, who were the most trustworthy and fair. "Don't think about it!" they cried, "the little boy must have a horse!" That's how things worked out.Everyone knows that horse dealers are rich.In order not to lose face, the horse dealer had no choice but to keep his promise and reluctantly give up. "Fine. For three hundred crowns, the sky won't fall," he said. "Go away with that rascal!" Do you think how happy Emil is now.He jumped on the newly paved horse, and galloped through the gate like a general.All the villagers in the yard applauded and blessed him.said the horse-handler. "It's a rare event that only happens on a Winnerby market day." Emil was happy and proud on the horse.He radiated his way through the boisterous crowd.At this time, a man emerged from the largest crowd in the street, and this man was Alfred. He stopped abruptly and stared wide-eyed: "Oh, my God!" He exclaimed, "Whose horse is this!" "Mine!" Emil replied, "It's called Lucas, and you know, he's as ticklish as Li Na." " At this moment.Li Na chased after her, and she grabbed Alfred's sleeve and said. "It's time to go home, the master is harnessing the horses and getting ready to go!" Yes, now the fun is drawing to a close.The Catholts were about to start home.There was one more thing Emil wanted to do before he left. He wanted Gottfried to see his horse. "Tell Dad, I'll be back in five minutes!" He said, and rode to the mayor's house. Along the way, the horse's hooves kept hitting the road stones, making a crisp sound. On October nights, darkness fell over the mayor's house and gardens, and every window revealed a festive spirit.There was constant chatter and laughter in the room, and the mayor's birthday banquet was at its climax. In the garden, Gottfried is still lounging.He didn't like parties, so he played with stilts again.When he saw Amir's flying horse approaching, he fell headlong into the lilac bushes again. "Whose horse is this?" he asked hastily as soon as his head came out of the flowers. "Mine!" said Emile, "it's my horse." Gottfried didn't quite believe it at first, but when he was sure he couldn't help but rage.I don't know how many times he told his father that he wanted to buy a horse, but every time his father replied like this: "You're too young. No one as young as you has a horse." Papa repeats the lie so endlessly! But here comes Emil.If Dad had eyes in his head, he should come out and see for himself.But now he is sitting at home having a banquet.Gottfried explained to Emil that Baba sat among a group of fools and only knew to eat and drink, gossip and give speeches, and there was no end to it. "I can't think of a way to get him out," said Gottfried sadly.Tears rolled in his eyes now. Amir sympathized with him, and he was never helpless.The mayor can't come out to see the horse, so the horse can go to the mayor, which is not difficult.Just climb the steps, ride in the door, walk across the porch, into the dining room, and the only thing Gottfried has to do is open the door. If you've ever been to a dinner party, you know how some people jump up with wide eyes when a horse suddenly walks into the dining room.It was as if they had never seen a horse before.Those who attended the mayor's dinner were such people, especially the mayor himself.With one jump he caught a piece of cake in his throat, so that when Gottfried cried out he could not utter a word of excuse. "Now what do you say! See the kid with the horse?" demanded Gottfried. The other partygoers were also happy about the horse's arrival.This is only natural, as the horse is a delightful animal.Everyone wanted to come and pet Lucas.Emir sat on his horse and smiled with satisfaction, he was happy to let everyone pet his horse. Then an old major came up and wanted to show how much he knew about horses by pinching Lucas' hind legs.Oops.He didn't know how scratchy Lucas was in that place. The mayor managed to cough up the cake stuck in his throat.He was about to say something to Gottfried.At the same instant, the major pinched Lucas' hind leg.Lucas immediately kicked up his hoof, and kicked it on a small service table with a "bang".A large piece of cream cake on the stage flew into the air, passed through the restaurant, and landed on the mayor's face with a "pop". "Puff," said the mayor. Strangely, all the people present laughed, as if they had never seen a more brilliant performance than this.Only the mayor's wife dared not laugh.She hurried over with a cake spatula.Start digging right away.At least two holes had to be dug in her unfortunate husband's face to show his eyes.Otherwise, he wouldn't even be able to see what happened at the fiftieth birthday banquet. At this moment, Amir suddenly remembered that it was time for him to go back to Le Nabelya, and he hurried out on his horse.Gottfried also ran out, because his father was covered in cream and couldn't talk to anyone now.In addition, he was reluctant to leave Lucas. At the gate, Emil is waiting to say goodbye to him. "You're so flattering!" Gottfried said, patting Lucas one last time. "Yes, I'm so happy!" Emile said. Gottfried sighed: "Fortunately, we will set off fireworks later." He said as if to comfort himself. "Look here." As he spoke, he led Amir to see the fireworks on the table under the lilac tree.At this time, Amir's heart moved. Although his time was very tight, he had never seen fireworks in his life. "I can try one for you," he said, "and see if there's any medicine in it." After a moment's consideration, Gottfried took one of the firecrackers out of the huge pile. "Then try this little flea!" he said. Emil nodded.Jumping off the horse, "Okay, try this little flea. Can I have a match?" He lit a fire with a match. "Puff", that little flea started to jump up.It looks so fun, it will jump here in a while.Jump there in a moment.In the end, he jumped onto the big round table, right in the middle of the pile of firecrackers.Maybe it's also a little afraid of being alone, I guess.But Emil and Gottfried didn't see this, because suddenly someone shouted at them from behind.It turned out that the mayor ran out and stood on the steps to say a few words to them.All the whipped cream had been shaved off his face now, save for a bit of his beard, still a little whitish and shiny in the darkness of the October night. In the streets and alleys of Winabee, people were still walking, shouting, talking and laughing, not knowing that something funny and scary was about to happen. At this moment, the terrible thing happened, the thing that made them worry all the time finally happened! There was a loud noise, and the whole sky over the garden of the mayor's house was burned red, flying flying everywhere in the sky. The screaming fire snake, the dazzling flames dance wildly.The fireball jumping up and down was exploding.Hissing and explosion sounded together, scaring Wenaibi stunned and turning pale. "Broomstick!" they exclaimed. "Help, we're doomed!" In an instant, there were screams and cries, and there was chaos that had never been seen before.Everyone thought it was their end.Poor people, I really don't know what they are shouting! Crowds of people fainted from fright.Only Mrs. Pat Yuan sat calmly in her glass room, watching the continuously rising fire outside. "I don't believe in comets anymore," she said to the kitten. "It's got to be that Emir at it again, I bet!" This time she was right again.It was indeed Emile and his little flea that lit the whole pyrotechnic pile and sent them flying together into the sky. Fortunately for the mayor, he just came out at this time.要不然就一点也看不见他那漂亮的烟火了。现在他站在那里观赏这万炮齐鸣、百花齐放的景象，并不断地跳跃着，以便躲开那些在他耳旁落下的火团。艾米尔和高特佛里德看得出他心里挺高兴，因为每次跳起时，他都兴奋地轻叫一声。但是当一个火箭碰巧钻进他的一条裤腿里时，他生气了。要不他不会停止雀跃和欢呼，急忙跑到放在花园角落里的水桶旁，把一只脚伸到水里去了。不过他真不应该这样对待火箭，因为这一下它就熄火不飞了。他本应该知道这一点。 “现在我总算看过烟火了。”艾米尔说。他和高特佛里德并排趴着，躲在市长的柴草房后面。 “对，这回你真看到放烟火了。”高特佛里德附和着说。 后来他们都沉默了，等待着，并不是等什么特别的东西，而是等市长停止象一只生气的大马蜂似的在花园里乱转。 当卡特侯尔特庄园的马车向勒奈贝尔亚进发时，所有的闪光和火蛇早已经消失了。松树梢上群星闪烁。森林里阴森森，小路上黑沉沉。但是艾米尔可高兴了，他骑在马上。在黑暗中唱起了欢乐的歌： “喂，爸爸你快快跑， 看看我最好的珍宝! 瞧瞧腿，摸摸腰， 再看看它的飞跃!” 他爸爸坐在前边驾着马车，对艾米尔非常满意。虽然这孩子用他的恶作剧和“彗星”把派特瑗太太和整个魏奈比吓得几乎灵魂出壳，可是他竟一文不花地搞了一匹马，这就把前面那些事都抵销了。这样的孩子在整个勒奈贝尔亚也找不到第二个，这回回去肯定不用坐木工房了。他爸爸一路上这样想。 此外，这会儿艾米尔爸爸的心情特别好，也可能是因为他动身前碰到了一个老相识，请他喝了几瓶好喝的魏奈比啤硒。这倒不是因为他平日里爱喝几怀。不，不，他从来不喝酒。但是这是别人请他喝，又不用花钱，那他有什么办法呢? 艾米尔爸爸高兴地挥着鞭子。快到家时他一字一句地大声喊道：“卡特侯尔特的慈父……一个老实的庄稼汉，我来了!” “哈哈哈。”艾米尔妈妈笑道，“幸亏不是每天都有市场日。嗨，回家来有多美呀!” 小伊达躺在她的腿上睡着了，手里拿着她的市场日礼品一一个装有雕塑玫瑰的瓷花篮子。上面还写着：“魏奈比留念。” 车后座上，李娜靠着阿尔佛莱德的胳膊也睡着了。因为李娜已经靠了好长时间，这只胳膊失去了知觉。但是总的说来，阿尔佛莱德头脑清醒，情绪象他的主人一样很兴奋。他对骑马走在旁边的艾米尔说： “明天我们要送一天粪，真够劲儿的。” “明天我将骑一天马。”艾米尔说，“一整天。那才真够劲儿呢!” 这时马车在道路最后一个弯处拐了下，他们已经能看到卡特侯尔特庄园的灯光了。家里卡罗萨·玛娅已经做好了晚饭等着他们。 现在你可能以为艾米尔有了马会停止淘气吧，那你就错了。他骑了两天卢卡斯。到第三天即十一月三日，就又开始淘气了。你猜猜他干了什么!哈哈哈，我一想起来就忍不住大笑，说起来那天……，不，别说!我已经答应艾米尔妈妈永远不讲他那天干了什么。就是那次后，勒奈贝尔亚人才募捐了些钱。可能你也记得，他们要把艾米尔送到美国去。艾米尔妈妈事后极力想忘掉这件事，所以在那个蓝本子上记也没记。那为什么我还要讲它呢?我可以讲讲这一年圣诞节后的第二天他干了些什么。