Chapter 16 Saturday 18th December Amir's heroic deeds shocked the village and his pranks were forgiven

Christmas is coming, and everyone is busy with their own things in the kitchen.Emil's mother is spinning the wheel, Emil's father is repairing shoes, Li Na is brushing wool, Alfred and Emil are sharpening the rake teeth.Little Ida pestered Li Na and played a finger game with her, which naturally affected Li Na's work. "Because I have to find someone who is ticklish," said little Ida, so Li Na was just right.Little Ida gently grabbed Li Na's skirt with her fingers, muttering: "Dear mother and father Give me some flour and salt, Butcher that Christmas pig!

just tie it like this It just screams!" When little Ida said "Scream".She just pointed to Li Na with her index finger, making Li Na shout and laugh every time. Little Ida was very satisfied. Papa Emil sat and listened, "Kill that Christmas pig," which probably set his brains afloat, when suddenly he uttered the dreadful words: "By the way, it's almost Christmas, Emil, and it's time to kill your pig." The knife in Amir's hand fell to the ground, and he stared at Dad with wide eyes: "Kill Cron the pig? That's no good!" he said. "It's my pig! My sober pig, don't you forget?"

Amir's father naturally did not forget.But he said that no one in the whole of Simaland had heard of keeping pigs for companionship.When pigs grow up, they should be killed. It is for this reason that pigs are raised. As a farmer, you should always know these common senses. "Don't you even understand that?" Papa Emil asked.Of course Amir understood this, so he didn't know how to answer for a while.But then he came up with a good idea, "As a farmer, I already knew that some boars can survive as breeding pigs, and I think Cron the pig can do the same." Emil knows a lot that you may not have heard things.A breeding pig can be a father to many piglets, and this job can save the life of piggy Cron, Emil thought, he is not stupid.He can find a gilt so small that Clone the Pig has never seen before, and then Clone the Pig can have piglets with her.They'll be obsessed with it!

"Sounds good," said Papa Emil, "but there won't be anything for Christmas this year. No ham, no sausage, no pate, nothing." "Please give me some flour and salt, I'm going to make a delicious palter!" Little Ida continued singing.Amir yelled at her: "Shut up, you know Palter!" Because he knew that it was not enough to make Palter light flour and salt, and pig's blood was needed.But you can't use the blood of Piggy Cron, as long as Emil still has breath, definitely not! There was a long silence in the kitchen.Suddenly Alfred cursed.The sharp knife cut his thumb, and blood gushed out.Get it all over the place.

"It's no use cursing!" said Emil's father sternly. "I don't want to hear cursing in my house." Emil's mother hurriedly found a piece of clean gauze and wrapped it around Alfred's thumb.He sharpened the tines again.It was good winter work, and he would go over all the rakes and replace the tines where they needed to be, so that they would be ready for use when spring came. "As I said... this year Katholt will have a dry Christmas." Emil's father said with eyes wide open and annoyed. That night, Amir did not fall asleep for a long time.The next morning, he smashed his piggy bank.He took thirty-five crowns out of it, then harnessed Lucas, and drove an old sleigh towards the Bastefar estate, where there were many pigs.He brought back a big fat pig, drove it into Cron the piggy's pen, and went to meet his dad.

"Now there are two pigs in the pigsty," he said, "go and kill one, but don't get me wrong, I have to tell you first!" Amir's heart was burning with anger.Sometimes, when he gets angry, he doesn't care who he is talking to.It was sad to think that another poor pig had to die in order for Cron the Pig to live, but he couldn't think of any other way.He knew otherwise his father wouldn't be able to be quiet, and his father didn't understand that pigs can make friends with people. Amir didn't go to the pigsty for two days, so he asked Li Na to feed the two pigs.When he awoke the next morning, it was still pitch black outside.He heard a pig squealing desperately, high-pitched and frightening, but there was a sudden silence.

Amir took a few breaths of hot air against the frost-covered glass window, and the ice on the glass immediately melted into a small hole.He looked out from the hole, and saw the lantern on the other side of the pigsty shining, and several figures shaking.He knew the pig was dead.Li Na was receiving the pig's blood and kept stirring it in the blood basin.Later his father and Alfred will scald and shave the pig and cut it into pieces, and Carosa Maya and Li Na will go to the brewery to wash the pig's intestines, and the pig that Emil bought is like this It's over. "As long as I prick it, it will bark!" Amir muttered, and then lay on the bed and cried bitterly. He cried for a long time.

But people are like this, after a long time, they will forget.So is Emil.In the afternoon, he sat in the pigsty for a while, scratching the little pig Cron, and said with emotion, "You are still alive, little pig Cron, the world is so different, you, you are still alive!" Then he decided to forget about the Bastephal pig.The next day, Carosa Maya and Li Na were busy cutting pork in the kitchen, and they were too busy.Mama Emil was stirring the sausage stuffing, cooking the paté, packing the hams and putting them in the salt cabinet to salt.Li Na sang "a cold wind blows from the lake," and Carosa told the story of the headless ghost on the roof of the pastor's house. I'm sorry, just thought it's almost Christmas and it's snowing again, it's snowing, it's so much fun, etc.

"It's snowing so hard that you're neck-deaf." Little Ida said.That's what the Smaurans used to say when it snowed heavily. The snow kept falling.As the day passed, it got bigger and bigger.The bitter north wind is howling, and snowflakes as big as goose feathers are dancing.Looking out the window.You can't even see the bullpen. "Oh, this god is really terrible." Karosa exclaimed. "How can I go home!" "Don't leave tonight." Emil's mother said, "You can sleep on the sofa bed with Li Na." "Yes, but you have to be as still as a dead pig, you know I'm very ticklish!" Li Na continued.

At dinner, Alfred complained that his thumb hurt.Amir's mother untied the gauze to see how the injury was doing and why it hadn't healed yet. What she saw was not a pretty sight.It was scary! The wound was red, swollen, and festering.A red line stretched out from the thumb, almost crawling over the wrist. Caroza Maya's eyes sparkled. "Blood poisoning!" she cried. "This disease is fatal!" Emil's mother hurriedly fetched the mercury syrup, and after applying the syrup, she wrapped Alfred's fist and arm with bandages. "If it doesn't get better tomorrow, it's best to go to the doctor in Marianne Ronde," she said.

The heavy snow continued to fall that night, and the blizzard swept across the whole of Simalan with a magnitude exceeding all records in people's memory.When Carter Hall woke up the next morning, the whole manor was completely covered by a thick, soft blanket of white snow.The weather didn't get any better, accompanied by cold wind and heavy snow, so that no one dared to go out.The wind whimpered in from the chimney, ah, I have never seen such bad weather. "Now Alfred has a job to do." Li Na said, "But it doesn't matter whether the snow shovel is shoveled or not, it's useless anyway!" Alfred hadn't been shoveling snow that day, his seat was empty at breakfast, and no one had heard anything about him.Amir became worried.He put on his hat, put on a big padded jacket and went out.He grabbed the snow shovel by the kitchen door and shoveled a snowy path in the direction of the long workshop.There is only a wall between the house and the carpentry workshop. Seeing this through the kitchen window, Li Na nodded in satisfaction: "Emil is so smart. Shoveling snow so he can get to the carpentry in no time. By the way, who knows when he'll need to be there!" Li Na is also really stupid, she didn't know that Amir was going to see Alfred. As soon as Amir walked into the long workshop, he immediately felt a burst of cold air.Alfred didn't light a fire.He lay on that sofa bed and didn't want to get up, and he didn't want to eat.He said that he was not hungry, which worried Emil even more.If Alfred didn't even want to eat, he must be very ill. Emil put the wood in the stove, lit it, and ran to find her mother.When she came, everyone else came too.Emil's father, Li Na, Carosa Maya and little Ida, because everyone is worried about Alfred right now. Poor Alfred lay there with his eyes closed.Although he was as hot as a coal, he was shivering with cold, and the red lines were almost up to his elbows, and it looked really scary. Karosa Maya nodded and said, "When the red thread reaches the heart, it's over, he's dead." "Don't talk nonsense." Emil's mother said.But it was not so easy to make Caroza shut up. She knew that half a dozen people in the whole town of Renébelia had died of blood poisoning. She repeated their names one by one and said, "But we can't let go now." Leave Alfred alone." She also said that if a lock of Alfred's hair and a piece of cloth from his shirt were buried in the field due north behind the house at midnight, and a spell was said, it would probably be in time.She would say this mantra: "Push and push, from the devil. Back to the devil, that's how things are, push and push." But Papa Emil said that what Alfred cursed when he cut his hand was enough, and in this weather go to the ground north of the house in the middle of the night to bury things, unless Carosa Maya does it herself. Karosa shook her head with a gloomy face: "Okay, then I have to resign myself to fate, ahem...!" Amir was furious: "Young mother-in-law, Alfred will be fine, you know!" Karosa Maya began to give in: "Of course, little Emil, he will be fine, of course he will be fine." Just to be on the safe side.She also patted Alfred's quilt and shouted loudly, "Of course you will be fine, Alfred, I understand that!" But then she turned and looked at the door of the long workshop, and muttered, "However, I don't know how you can carry the coffin through this narrow door." Amir heard her say this and started to cry.He hastily grabbed his father's coat and said, "We must send Alfred to Marianne Ronde for a doctor, as mother said!" At this time, Amir's father and Amir's mother exchanged a strange look.There was no way to get to Marienne Rondo today anyway, they all knew that.This is impossible.But Amir was so sad standing there, it was not easy to tell him directly.Emil's father and mother also wanted to save Alfred, but they really didn't know what to do, so they didn't know how to answer Emil.Emil's father left the long studio listlessly without saying a word.Amir still didn't give up. No matter where his father went, he followed him closely, crying, begging, shouting, and sometimes even threatening.He was indeed in a hurry! His father was not angry, but just said to him coldly: "No, Emil, you know it can't be done!" Sitting in the kitchen, Li Na was crying loudly with snot and tears, "I was still thinking about our marriage in the spring... now it's over, Alfred is over, I'm left with four sheets and A dozen handkerchiefs, oh, these pretty handkerchiefs!" In the end Emil finally understood that no one was going to help.So he went back to the long workshop and watched Alfred all day.It was truly the longest and most difficult day of Emil's life.Alfred lay there with his eyes closed.Sometimes he opened his eyes to see, and every time he said something. "It's you here, Emile!" Amir saw snowflakes falling outside the window, and he really hated the snow.His hateful rage was so blazing.It can really melt all the snow in the entire Simailan Province and the entire Lenabelia.But the heavy snow outside still kept falling. "It seems that this heavy snow must bury the whole world alive." Amir thought. The days in winter are very short, although people like Amir who sit there for a long time will find it special.Soon the eyes of the sky came down, and it was dark after a while. "It's you here, Emil." Alfred said again.But now he has a lot more trouble talking. Mama Mir brought the broth and Emil had some to drink.She wanted Alfred to have some too, but he wouldn't.Mother Emile left with a sigh.It was late at night, and Li Na came to tell Amir that it was time to go to bed.They really figured it out too, go to bed! "I'm going to sleep on the floor next to Alfred," Emil said.As it turned out, he dug out an old mattress and a battered horse blanket, and he didn't need anything more for sleeping.He lay there unable to sleep, staring at the fire in the stove slowly dimming, listening to Alfred's alarm clock "tick-tick" and Alfred's rapid breathing , and intermittent groans.Amir was confused several times.But every time he just fell asleep, he was immediately awakened by deep pain.Grief churned in his chest, and as the minutes passed, he felt more and more how absurd it all was, how hard it was to correct it, and soon it would be forever. When the alarm clock reached four o'clock in the morning, Amir made up her mind.He was going to send Alfred to Mariane Neronde for a doctor.Even if both he and Alfred died in this operation. "You can't lie here and die, Alfred, no, never!" He didn't say it out loud, he just thought about it silently.But it was decided like this! He acted immediately, and he wanted to start before others woke up to prevent his action.There is still one hour before Li Na wakes up for milking, and everything needs to be done in this hour. No one knew how busy Amir was during this hour.The sled had to be pulled from the carriage house.Lucas had to be taken from the stable and harnessed, and Alfred had to get out of bed and into the sleigh.This last thing is the hardest.Poor Alfred couldn't stand, he leaned heavily on Emil's body, dragged his legs at last to the side of the sledge, and then fell headlong on the woolen blanket on the sleigh, lying there as if As if already dead. Emil put him in place and covered him, except for a little of his nose.Then he sat on the saddle, shook the reins, and signaled to Lucas that it was time to start! But Lucas turned around and looked at Emil with puzzled eyes. The car is really crazy action like never before, doesn't Emil know it? "It's up to me now," said Emil, "but it's up to you, Lucas!" At this time, the lights in the kitchen came on, and Li Na was already awake.At the last minute, Emil drove a horse-drawn sleigh through the gate of the Katterholt Manor, and braved the snowstorm and walked onto the road. The fierce blizzard engulfed him at once, and the snowflakes flew around his ears, and sealed his eyes so that he could see nothing.He thought he had to at least see the road, so he wiped his eyes with leather gloves. Although there were two lanterns hanging on the sledge, he couldn't even see the shadow of the road, because there was no road at all, except snow and snow.Fortunately, Lucas has been to Mariana Nyronde many times, and he may still remember the general direction of the road deep in his mind. Lucas is hard-working, tenacious and energetic. It is really necessary to have such a horse when driving in heavy snow! Now it is pulling the sled with all its strength, crossing snowdrifts and moving forward slowly.Every time the sled got stuck, it took a while to pull hard, but each time it moved forward a certain distance.Emil helps out with a snow shovel from time to time, he is as energetic as a calf.That night, the scene of him shoveling snow desperately left an unforgettable memory in his life. "When you're cornered, there's as much energy as you need," he explained to Lucas. Amir is really strong, and he didn't walk slowly for the first ten miles.Later it became difficult.It was a disaster for Amir.He was tired, the snow shovel was so heavy in his hands.I didn't have the strength to shovel a few more times.He was so cold that snow had filled his boots and his toenails were cracked.Although he had put a fur scarf around his hat to keep his ears from freezing, his ears and fingers were still sore from the cold.It was too bad, and the courage was taking away from him bit by bit, and he remembered his father's words again: "No, Emile, you know it can't be done!" He was right. Lucas was also exhausted.Every time the sled got stuck it became harder and harder to pull.Finally, what Emil had been worrying about finally happened. The sled suddenly sank, and Emil knew they were stuck in a ditch. The sled got stuck in the ditch and couldn't be pulled out no matter how hard Lucas pulled or how hard Emil pushed.He was so tired that his nose was bleeding, but the sled remained stuck there motionless. This time Emile was mad, for he hated the storm, the sled, and the ditch so much.This chain of events made him lose his mind.He screamed wildly, and the sound was really like a wild animal.Lucas shuddered.Probably Alfred was also frightened, but it was impossible to tell from the outside whether he was still alive.Amir suddenly became frightened herself.So he stopped shouting, "Are you alive, Alfred!" he asked restlessly. "No, I might be dead," said Alfred in a hoarse, strange, and terribly hoarse voice.At this moment, the anger disappeared from Amir's heart, leaving only sadness.He felt he was so alone.Although Alfred was lying beside him, he felt alone, with no one to help him.Now he really didn't know what to do, he really wanted to lie down on the snow and fall asleep. Fortunately, there is a manor on the side of the road not far ahead, which is the one that Emil calls "big pie land".Suddenly he saw a light in the cowshed over there, and a glimmer of hope immediately lit up in his heart. "I'm going to get someone to help. Alfred," he said.But Alfred didn't answer.Amir left, he waded through the thick snow.When he got to the cowshed door, he looked like a snowman. The farmers of "Big Pie Field" were in the cowshed, and they were surprised when they saw the children of the Carterholt family standing at the door covered in snow, nosebleeds, and tears.Amir really cried, he is really at the end of his rope now, he knows that it is not easy for the owner of this "big pie" to go outside with him in the snow.This person is very difficult to talk to, this "big pie land" farmer.Fortunately, that person also knows that he can't do without help.So he still led the horse and walked out with the rope and other tools.He muttered angrily as he worked, and finally helped Emil pull the sled out of the ditch. If the farmer in "Pie Field" had a better heart, he should have helped send Amir and the others to Marianne Ronde, but he didn't go.Amir and Lucas had to continue to struggle hard on the snow.He and it had risked their lives, but they still walked pitifully slowly.They all tried their best, but they couldn't move a step.The last moment finally came. Amir couldn't hold on any longer, and couldn't even hold the snow shovel, so he had to give up. "I can't do it, Alfred!" he cried.It is unbearable to have to waste all your work so close to Marianay Ronde with only a few kilometers to go! Alfred didn't move at all, he might be dead, Emil thought.Lucas stood there with his head bowed.It seems that it is also very sad, and it can't move anymore. Emil sat on the driver's seat.Weep quietly.Heavy snow fell on him.He didn't move at all, now everything is over, let the snow just fall like this, he has no heart to pay attention to these anymore. He closed his eyes, drowsy.He could just sit there and fall asleep in the driver's seat, which would be nice, he thought. It didn't seem to be snowing, nor was it winter. All in all, it seemed to him that it was summer.He and Alfred sat by Lake Katterhult, and later had sex, and Alfred was going to teach Emil how to swim.Alfred is really weird, he forgot that Amir knew how to swim a long time ago, and Alfred taught Amir a few years ago.Emil had to show him how well he swam! Then they swam and swam together and got a long way.What a pleasure to play in the water! Emil said, "Just you and me, Alfred!" He waited for Alfred's usual reply, "I believe, just you and me, Emil." But instead Hearing a "bang" sound, no! How can there be a bang when swimming in the water? Amir woke up from the dream and opened her eyes vigorously.He sees a snow plow.A snowplow was found in the snow, probably still from Marienne Ronde.The driver of the snow plow stared at Emil with wide eyes, as if what he saw was not the child from the Kathholt family in the village of Lenayurya.The child covered in snow saw a kid instead. "Has the snow plowed all the way to Marienne Ronde?" Emil asked eagerly. "Well," the driver said, "but you have to hurry up, and you won't be able to make it in half an hour." But half an hour is enough for Amir. When Amir rushed in, the waiting room was full of people.The doctor was poking his head out of the outpatient room to see who was due.At this time, Amir shouted, which startled everyone present: "Alfred is on the sled outside, and he is dying!" The man carried Alfred in.And put him on the operating table.The doctor hurriedly examined Alfred, and then shouted outside: "Everyone, go home! Now I have something important to do!" Emil thought Alfred would get better as soon as he saw the doctor.But when he saw that the doctor was shaking his head like Carosa Maya, he couldn't help being afraid again.Anyway, what if it came too late, if Alfred died? The thought made him very sad.He launched an attack on the doctor with a loud cry, "If you can save him. You can get my horse . . . and my pig. As long as you can cure him. Do you think so?" The doctor looked at Amir seriously and said, "I will do my best, but I can't promise anything." Alfred lay there.No sign of life at all.But suddenly he opened his eyes.Looking at Amir in bewilderment, "You are here. Amir." He said. "Yes, Emil is here," said the doctor, "but he'd better go out for a while, because now I'm going to operate on you." Alfred's eyes immediately flashed a look of panic, he was not used to things like going to the hospital and having an operation. "I guess he's a little scared," Emile said. "It's probably best that I stay with him." The doctor nodded: "Okay, since you can send him here, you can also watch it." Emile grabbed Alfred's healthy hand and held it tightly.The doctor operates on the other hand.Alfred said nothing, neither cried nor cried.Only Emil was crying, quietly, silently, so no one noticed. Alfred and Emil did not return home until the day before Christmas Eve, but the story of Emil's heroism had already spread throughout Lenabelia.Everyone was laughing. "I've always liked that Katterholt boy." Everyone said: "I don't understand why some people keep staring at him and finding fault with him. Be naughty, what boy doesn't Same!" Amil also brought back a letter from the doctor to his father and mother.The letter read, "You are proud to have such a child." Mother Emil wrote in her blue book. "God has finally comforted my mother's heart, which suffered so much for Amir in the past. I want the whole village to know about it." When they found out that Emile and Alfred were both missing that morning, the whole of Carterhall was particularly frightened.Emil's father was so anxious that his stomach hurt.Sick in bed.He thought he would never see Amir again in this life.He was somewhat reassured by later news from Marian Nyrond.When Emil came home and ran into the bedroom to see him, his stomach was still not ready.Amir's father looked at Amir with tears in his eyes. "You're a good boy, Emile," he said.Amir's heart jumped with joy when he heard it.It was certainly one of those days when he liked his dad. Amir's mother stood there, full of pride in her heart. "Yes, he is really capable, our Amir!" She said, stroking Amir's curly hair. Amir's father was lying there with a hot pot lid on his stomach, using it to warm his stomach.At this time, the lid of the pot is already cold and needs to be reheated. "I can do it," Emil cried eagerly, "I'm used to serving patients." Emile's father nodded approvingly. "Go get me a glass of juice." He said to Emil's mother.Now his life is really comfortable, as long as he lies in bed, someone will take care of him.Mother Emile had other things to do, so she was delayed for a while before pouring the juice.When she was making juice, there was a scream from the bedroom, it was Emil's father's voice.Emir's mother—didn't stop for a second, and rushed in immediately. At this moment, the big pot lid flew towards her rapidly.She hurriedly jumped to the side and managed to escape.But in the panic, he threw the juice cup out, the juice spilled on the lid of the pot, and white smoke rose from "Zi Zi". "Damn boy, how hot you made the pot lid!" she asked Emil, who stood by and didn't know what to do. "I thought it was as hot as a soldering iron?" Emile said. It was later found out that when Amir went to the kitchen to bake the lid of the pot.His dad is asleep.Amir walked back and saw that his father was sleeping so soundly, so naturally he didn't want to disturb him, but carefully pulled off the quilt, and quietly put the pot on his stomach, unfortunately the pot cover was too hot. Emil's mother tried her best to comfort her husband, "Okay, I'll bring you a plaster cast." But Papa Emil got up.He said that since Amir came back, he didn't dare to lie in bed to recuperate anymore, and he also wanted to see Alfred. Alfred sat in the kitchen, his face still a little pale, his arms still wrapped in bandages, but he was happy and satisfied.Li Na circled around him, really fascinated.She and Caroza Maya had to polish all the copper pots, pans, and frying pans before Christmas.But Li Na couldn't calm down no matter what.She walks around Alfred with a dish towel in one hand and a cheesecake plate in the other, as if she'd picked up a piece of gold unexpectedly in the kitchen.Little Ida was also staring at Alfred, looking at him so gravely that she seemed uncertain whether it was really old Alfred who had come home. Carosa Maya got another good chance to blow it up this time.She started talking about blood poisoning again, frothing at the corners of her mouth.Alfred should be satisfied with such a result.She said, "But don't be too careless. Because, you know, blood poisoning doesn't cure well. It recurs. Some people have it a long time after they've recovered. That's all." The entire Katterholt family was beaming that evening.Emil's mother took out the newly made noodle sausages, and they sat around in the kitchen full of Christmas atmosphere, happily, as if having a noodle sausage banquet.Emil, his mother, father, and little Ida, Li Na, and Karosa Maya were all sitting there happily, gathered together.It was like Christmas Eve, with candles lit and other things on the table.The sausage is really delicious, it is fried to a yellowish yellow color, and with cranberry sauce, it is really exciting to eat, especially Alfred, although he is not so handy with one hand, he can eat a lot. Li Na looked at Alfred affectionately, and while he was sitting there in a good mood, she brought up the good thing. "Hey, Alfred, now that your blood poisoning is gone, we can get married in the spring! Huh?" Alfred was taken aback, and the bilberry sauce spilled a lot on his pants. "I dare not say yes," he said. "I have a thumb, who knows if it will get blood poisoning?" "But," said Emil, "I'll have to bury you north of the house, for sure, and I can't bear to go to Marianne Ronde again!" Karosa Maya glared at Emil, "Hmph, you can joke about anything! I've heard enough." She said angrily. They sat under the candlelight of the Christmas lights, so cheerful, the atmosphere seemed a little solemn.Emil's mother took the opportunity to take out the doctor's letter about Emil from her apron pocket and read it to everyone.It doesn't hurt to let everyone listen.she thinks. After the reading, everyone was silent, so quiet, because the entire text of the letter was full of beautiful and solemn language.Finally little Ida said, "It's all about you, Amir." Amir sat there blushing with embarrassment, not knowing where to look.Everyone was staring at him, and it was unbearable.He tried to look out of the window, but there was nothing attractive there either.He saw that it was snowing again, and thought that someone would have to get up and shovel the snow tomorrow. He began to fiddle with the noodle intestines again, and lowered his eyelids to eat.Only now and then he raised his eyelids hurriedly to see if they were still looking at him. Others don't care about it for the time being, his mother must still be staring at him there, her gaze is attracted by her beloved child, and she can't leave it anymore.He sat there with his red cheeks, curly hair, and those round eyes, so cute! His mother thought he looked like a little Christmas angel.Now the doctor's words also prove that she is right, and she should be proud of him. "really weird".Emil's mother said. "Sometimes I look at Emil and think he's going to be a big shot one day." Emil's father didn't quite believe it. "What big man?" he asked. "Hey, how do I know? Probably... the chairman of the council or something." There was a burst of ridicule from Li Na immediately, "How is it possible to let a naughty ghost become the chairman of the municipal committee?" Amir's mother gave Li Na a stern look.But he didn't say anything, he just gestured angrily to ask everyone to add more noodles. Amir picked up a few pieces and put them on his plate, then slowly poured some lingonberry sauce on the noodle intestines, while thinking about what his mother had just said.It wouldn’t be bad if he could become the chairman of the municipal committee when he grows up, anyway, someone has to be the one! Then he remembered Li Na’s words, if he were a naughty municipal committee chairman, what kind of pranks could he do? He poured some milk into his glass, and continued to think that the chairman of the municipal council was not playing tricks like ordinary mischief.He took a sip from his glass, when he thought up a particularly amusing trick, and burst out laughing, squirting the milk across the table.It fell on his dad as usual.Emil's father didn't get angry this time. He couldn't scold a child who had just done such a great deed and was praised by the doctor.Emil's father just wiped off the milk on his body, and said sadly: "You can tell who is back at a glance!" "Don't say that," Emil's mother said angrily.Emil's father was silent.Also began to think about his son and his future. "I doubt that Emile will be chairman of the municipal council," he added at last. "But he'll probably make a fine man. If only he'll grow up and be strong, if God blesses him." Mother Amir nodded and agreed, "Yes, yes, if God bless him." "It has to be what Emil himself is willing to do." Little Ida continued. Amir smiled, so sweetly. "We'll have to wait and see!" he said. "You'll have to wait and see!" The night passed like this, and everyone slept soundly and sweetly at night.The snow fell heavily, covering the whole of Katholt, the whole of Renébelja and the whole of Simalan province.