Full text of carrot beard Jules Leonard

Full text: "I bet," said Mrs. Lepic, "Honoring forgot to close the henhouse again."

Yes, as long as people look through the window, there, at the end of the big yard, the chicken nest emerges clearly like a black hole.

"Felix, can you turn it off?" Mrs Lepic said to the eldest of her three children.

"I'm not in charge of raising chickens," Felix said. The boy is pale, listless and timid.

"So, you left, Ernestina?"

"ah! Me, mom, I'm scared! "

Felix, the eldest brother, and Ernesto, the eldest sister, answered without looking up. They almost touched their foreheads, and they were all reading at their desks, with strong interest.

"Oh, how stupid I am!" Mrs Lepic said. "Why didn't I think of it just now, carrot beard, go and close the henhouse!"

She gave such a good name to the youngest child, because the child's hair is ochre and there are many freckles on his skin. Carrot whiskers are playing under the table at the moment. He stood up and said shyly, "Mom, I'm, I'm scared, too."

"Why!" Mrs. Lepic replied, "Such a big child is still afraid! Just kidding! Give it to me! "

"Everyone knows that he is as bold as a goat." Sister Ernest said.

"He is not afraid of anything." His eldest brother Felix said.

These compliments make carrot proud, but it would be a pity if he is not qualified. He has been fighting cowardice in his heart. To further motivate him, his mother said that if he didn't go, he would be slapped.

"At least, light a fire and shine on me." He said.

Mrs Lepic shrugged her shoulders and Felix smiled contemptuously. Or Ernestina pitied him and took a candle to accompany his little brother to the end of the cloister.

"I'll wait for you here." She said.

A gust of wind shook the candle and put it out. She fled back at once.

Carrots must stick their legs tightly, and they can't move an inch, shivering in the dark. It was so dark at night that I could hardly see my fingers. Sometimes a cold wind blows, like an ice blanket, surrounding him and almost taking him away.

How many foxes and wolves came between his fingers? It is better to rush to the henhouse and break through the darkness. He fumbled and finally grabbed the doorknob of the henhouse. As soon as the chickens heard the children's hurried footsteps, they panicked and giggled on the pedal frame. Carrots have to shout at them: "Stop screaming, it's me!" " "

When he closed the door, his arms and legs seemed to have wings and slipped back. When he came back to the warm and bright room panting, he felt very proud, just like his wet clothes covered with mud suddenly changed into a new one.

He stood proudly with a smile, waiting for congratulations. Well, there is no danger now. His eyes were fixed on the faces of his relatives, trying to find traces of their anxiety about their children.

But Felix, the eldest brother, and Ernesto, the younger sister, are still reading quietly. Mrs. Lepic said in her natural and calm voice, "carrot beard, you should close the door of the henhouse every night."

Source: The Carrot Beard by Jules Leonard, a modern French novelist.

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Creative background:

Jules Leonard had a special childhood. He was punched by his parents since he was a child. His father is rough and his mother is harsh. He is very naughty. It is a habit to slap frequently. Many years later, he described his childhood story in very concise language. This is the famous novel "Carrot Beard" that he gave to his favorite son Fontaine and daughter Bayi.

Carrot beard is the nickname given to him by her mother because his hair is ochre and there are many freckles on his skin. He has a brother and a sister, both of whom are loved by his parents, but he is the only one who is still not appreciated, even if the most difficult tasks in the family are given to him.

In the middle of the night, the door of the henhouse was unlocked. My brothers and sisters all claim that they are afraid, and they all agree that carrots should be the bravest. Confused, he had to pretend to be a hero and bite the bullet. After he came back, not only did he not get praise from his parents, but his mother also said in a calm tone: From now on, you should close the door of the henhouse every day.

Dad came back from hunting and lost his prey, so he was fine. My brother is responsible for registering the prey, my sister is responsible for pulling out the prey, and the unlucky carrot beard is responsible for killing the undead prey again. When he got up the courage to kill his prey and send it to the west, the whole family called him the executioner and said he was cruel.

He was shoulder to shoulder with his brother, and accidentally, his forehead was dug. The family quickly carried his brother into the house, because his brother was afraid to see him bleeding, and the family surrounded him, but no one noticed his bleeding. His mother also told him: can't you be careful?

The whole novel is composed of these fragments of life in other provinces, like a string of pearls strung into a necklace. Each chapter is a concise close-up, and some even have a dialogue or two, but it is very interesting and full of dry humor.