[Zhongyingmei] My brother's name is Hannibal

The millet shrimp was picked up by Robert the next day. Before she left, she left a purple lady for Sherlock in the next bed to pick flowers in the garden, as a reward for the little gentleman yesterday.

The circus came to the town, which is something to be excited about. For the people in the whole town, there are many beautiful little girls holding skirts and looking on the stage where the performance will be performed, some of them are dressed in blue Mianqun, with the help of her elder brother or fiance, is taller than others to see farther.

This is just the preparation before the opening, and the road leading to the manor has been crowded by the crowd so that only the trail land exposed far away can be seen.Serge stopped at a place where there were fewer people. There were not so many people there when they arrived just now.

He had to turn his head to look at Earl Lecter and listen to his idea.

Robert is wearing a gray-brown suit today, with a shirt and tie chosen by Mrs. Purple for him. It can be seen that Robert likes it very much and is in a good mood.

He raised his eyebrows, "Let me think..."

Mia was hugged by Hannibal, and she looked at the bustle in front of her with great interest. Robert spread his hands, "I remember when I was in the hospital, I promised to take Mia to the circus."

"I think it's a good idea." Mrs. Zi and Robert looked at each other, and the smile on their mouths widened, "Anyway, the car can't pass, so I just got out of the car and have a look. I remember seeing my father for the first time. I was only six years old when I was in the circus, I really miss that time."

Mrs. Zi is gentle and soft, with a special charm when she smiles.Mia thought that Robert was attracted to Mrs. Purple probably because he was different from European women, or maybe he liked her herself.

Hannibal seemed to have gone to see a doctor yesterday because he couldn't speak.

But when Mia jumped to look at the raised platform, Hannibal called her name behind her, "Mia... small, be careful!"

His pronunciation is not standard, but it is enough to make Mia ignore the people in front of her and look back at him.She looked happier than Hannibal, and ran up to Hannibal's side, grabbed the hem of his clothes and raised her head and asked, "You can talk, Hannibal!"

Hannibal couldn't hold back the corner of his mouth, he took Mia's hand and nodded, "Mia."

He seemed to speak only a little bit, and Mia needed to listen carefully and guess the simple words to understand what he meant, but this incident made the two of them extremely happy.

A few men in bright clothes have come out to perform. The little girls below are cheering, and the smiles on their faces drive the audience. Some of them have red noses, as if they just came out from drinking. The girl here is sitting on her brother's shoulders, so she can see clearly and have a much wider field of vision.

Hannibal squatted down and carried Mia on his shoulders.Mia exclaimed and hugged Hannibal's head tightly, startled by his movement, "Hannibal, Hannibal, is too tall!"

Hannibal was laughing, he put his arms around Mia's butt to protect her, in fact, he didn't need to hug her, Mia would naturally hug him very tightly and couldn't fall off.

Hannibal pretended to let go, and Mia hugged his head and shouted, her face puffed up, "Hannibal, if you don't let go, I will fall!"

Hannibal grabbed her leg and looked up at Mia who looked bitter and bitter.

"Look..." Hannibal pointed to the people performing on the stage, and managed to direct the words that came out of his tongue. Mia pinned her chin to the top of Hannibal's head, "There's nothing good-looking Hannibal, I think it's pretty cool down here." OK."

Hannibal questioned with her eyes. Mia looked up and looked around. They seemed to be picked up by her relatives or lovers to look at them. She retracted her gaze and tried to straighten herself up to focus on the clown on the stage. , "Let's watch it later."

Robert followed suit, and when the driver pretended to look away, he squatted down and hugged Mrs. Purple's legs, "Shikibu, can you see it more clearly?"

Madam Zi put her hand on Robert's shoulder with a smile, "Robert, that's enough, I'm not very interested in these things... put me down!"

Probably thinking that she should be really not interested, Robert sighed and put her down, and straightened her skirt that was a little wrinkled due to his actions. She likes kimonos, and when she goes out, it is not a big occasion. Like to dress.

The imprisoned lion seemed to be disobedient, and the trainer whipped it with a whip, while uttering low reprimands, signaling the lion to jump over the ring of fire.

And the clown in red and green pants is throwing three balls in the air. His face is painted pale, with obvious dark circles and red lips. The most noticeable thing is the red sticking on his nose. Small ball, it will make a sound when squeezed.

After performing for quite a while, the clown has moved from the inside of the stage to the edge of the stage. He hid three balls behind his back, and when he took his hand out from behind, there was nothing left. The children were all in the hands of their father or brother. Staring at the clown's hand from her back, and the smiling expression on his face, Mia swallowed and hugged Hannibal's head tighter.

"Where is it?" His low voice echoed in their ears like magic, he stepped on the curved green shoes in front of him and suddenly approached a child who was very close to the table, and blinked his black eyes, " Oh did you see my ball?"

The little girl with brown curly hair shook her head, "I didn't see Mr.

She was very polite and finally gave the clown a smile.The clown turned his face indifferently and returned to the place where he was standing just now, as if he didn't hear her answer, "Have you seen my ball? It's red, the size of a slap?"

The children shook their heads, and Mia stared at his sleeve for a while but didn't find where he hid the ball.

It's amazing, I don't know where he hid.

It seemed that this was a performance reserved for the clown alone. The circus personnel behind him were quietly leaving, and the clown was the only one left on the stage asking about his ball.

Suddenly, a crisp flute-like sound appeared on the stage, and the clown suddenly turned his head to look. Behind him was a small brown-green-olive-colored bird that was grabbing his clothes and screaming. He turned his head again, as if it was Because of the exclamation from the audience, I turned around to check, "What did you see? Is it my ball?"

Some of the children covered their mouths because the little bird jumped on the clown's shoulders and finally on his head.

The bolder child pointed to his head and shouted, "There's a little bird on your head! It's still bouncing around!"

The clown looked up, and the bird on his head looked down at him. After one person and one bird looked at each other for a while, the clown lowered his head, "Oh, that's terrible, it's a mockingbird." The little bird on his head looked down at him. The birds were also chirping, and seemed to be imitating his speech.

The people below laughed, and the clown grinned at them again, "Do you know the robin? I think you all sing that song... Who killed the robin?"

Some sporadic children began to sing, and looked around with a little anxiety. It seemed that someone sang again, which made them bolder, and they were not so cautious.

"I, said the Sparrow, with my bow and arrows, I killed the mockingbird."

It seemed to be an old nursery rhyme, with a soft tune and a slightly raised pitch at the end which sounded odd.

The clown reached out to catch the robin that jumped into his palm, and a new round of the tune began, "Who took his blood?"

The girl next to Mia answered loudly, "I, the fish said, I took his blood with my little dish."

The song is not long, and when they sang a few lines, the adults covered their mouths and scolded them softly for their desire to continue singing. A circus performance that was empty for thousands of people started and ended hastily at the end, but In the eyes of children, this magic trick of changing a red ball into a robin is very interesting.

Although their parents didn't let them continue singing, it didn't stop them from continuing to discuss the song. When they were playing in private, Mia hadn't heard the nursery rhyme, and Robert seemed as happy as he had just started. Instruct Serge to drive on the already empty road. After all, it is not far from their manor, and it only takes a little time to get there.

Billijit had already prepared the food, and she looked at the stage set up by the circus performance, and she could see it relatively clearly on the second floor of the manor.

"Are you happy?" Billijit asked, bringing the tea to Mrs. Zi's hands.

"It's very lively, Billy Kit." Mrs. Zi was resting on the sofa holding a teacup. "Many types of performances are much more lively than the one I watched when I was six years old."

"It was very simple at that time, but the impression was very deep."

When Billijit asked Earl Lecter, he seemed a little distracted, and he ran to the studio again, saying that he would come out before lunch.

Billijit made cheese and shrimp pancakes, and Mia thought it was a bit like pizza, but the taste was still a little different.

After eating light food for two consecutive days, Mia felt that the soft pancakes were delicious. While she was biting into the pancakes, she unconsciously remembered the song sung by the clown in her head.Although the tone is weird, it is very catchy.

She hummed wildly for a while, and Billijit placed the flowers arranged by Mrs. Zi beside her. She looked back at Mia in surprise, "Miss Mia, what are you singing about?"

"A tune," Hannibal wiped Mia's fingers, and she looked at Billijit and replied, "It's a song sung by clowns in the circus. I don't understand what they're singing."

"I don't think it's better not to sing it." Billijit seemed to recall it. "The tune is too weird, miss. Let me teach you another French song. I think you will like it."

Mia was full of food and drink, and her mood became cheerful along with Billijit's tune.

She took two steps back and started dancing in a relatively empty place, still humming the tune that was so familiar to Mia, "Brother Accord! Brother Accord!"

Mia opened her eyes wide and sang in a low voice, "Two tigers, two tigers..." The tune was exactly the same, except that this French nursery rhyme was changed to two tigers in a previous life.

It's much faster to learn this way, but French is a bit convoluted for Mia.

Mia learned it a few times, and Billijit kissed her on the forehead, and hugged her around the sofa, "Brother Accord! Brother Accord!"

Mia sang after her, "Are you asleep? Are you asleep?"

"The alarm clock is ringing The alarm clock is ringing..."

"Ding dong ding, ding dong ding!" The last sentence, the two sang together, and Mrs. Zi sat on the sofa and applauded them.

There were children bouncing past outside the fence of the manor. Robert continued to take Mia to paint on the loggia that was not finished that day. Hannibal sat on the edge of the loggia with a book, leaning on the pillars As for reading, the weather today is not very good, and the wind is still a bit cool.

Billijit had laid out a rug on the loggia, just big enough for the three of them to do whatever they wanted.

While Mia was painting underneath, Robert stood beside the pillar and drew seriously. Unlike the playfulness of that day, he is not serious today.

Mia stood up to look, a little red paint was rubbed on her nose, Robert seemed to have finished the painting, he breathed a sigh of relief and looked down at Mia who was holding his pants.

"Oh Mia, have you finished drawing? Let me take a look." He knelt down while saying that, Hannibal also put down the book and looked over.

It was just to finish the bit of seaweed that was not painted last time. Robert never let himself miss the opportunity to admire Mia. He rubbed her head, "Mia is so amazing, uncle doesn't even paint like Mia carefulness."

Even though she knew it was coaxing her, Mia was still very happy.

There seemed to be two children playing outside the manor walls, and their laughter could reach their ears.

"Who Killed the Mockingbird?" They seemed to be particularly fond of this song, singing the horrifying lyrics in childish voices in nursery rhymes they didn't know the meaning of.

"It was I, said the sparrow, with my bow and arrow, I killed the mockingbird." They seemed to sing and ran away to the other side, the faint song gradually died down, "With my chisel and shovel, I'll dig a grave..."

Robert frowned. Like the parents who watched the circus, he had a kind of resistance to this kind of song from the bottom of his heart, or he was a little shy about it. He covered Mia's ears, and he seemed to curse, Thinking that Mia couldn't understand German, she let go.

Mia watched him walk to the gate of the manor and looked around. Hannibal had already put the bookmark in the book, stood up from the loggia and hugged her in his arms.

Mia grew a lot taller in an instant, and Hannibal seemed to be much taller than when he first met.At that time, he still struggled to hold Mia, the flesh on his waist was almost sticking to his bones, and he was too thin, but now he looks great.

When she looked up, she saw a painting on the pillar with wet paint, which Robert had just painted.

It was a bird, which seemed to be the same bird as the one on the clown in the morning, with a brown-green olive back and an orange-red chest, a small and chubby one, looking into the distance.

"Mockingbird." Mrs. Zi explained to her what the clown said at that time, and Mia remembered it very well.

Before dawn the next day, Mia was awakened by a voice outside, a woman crying outside the manor, "Ma Lili!"