Traveling through Fangzheng, with only five half-yuan stones on hand

Woof! Woof! Woof!

Fang Zheng's quiet dinner time was interrupted by the barking of a dog outside the door.

Fang Zheng, who didn't get any gold coins today, had accumulated a certain amount of resentment in his heart, but he was relieved that his uncle and aunt had already eaten and went back to rest. He asked the servants to make this meal again without being disturbed by others, which should be a good time to restore his mood.

But the barking of the dog broke the last string in Fang Zheng's heart.

Fang Zheng looked up at Shen Cui'er beside him.

"Cui'er, go out and see if the dog is tied up."

Although Shen Cui'er was puzzled, she hurried out as soon as possible. She felt that Fang Zheng's attitude towards her had completely changed since Fang Yuan left. He used to call her Sister Shen Cui, but now he completely treated her like a servant.

In fact, being a servant is nothing. It's just a part-time job. But serving Fang Yuan is different from serving Fang Zheng. Fang Yuan has been a genius since he was a child and can have a leisurely life as long as he makes good arrangements, while serving Fang Zheng requires a lot more work.

Shen Cuier trotted back to Fang Zheng who was eating, "Master Fang Zheng, the dog outside is tied up."

During this period, the dog barked all the time, and even when Shen Cuier just went out, the dog barked even more happily when it saw Shen Cuier.

Fang Zheng picked up a piece of meat and chewed it.

"Well, go and kick its bowl away."

Shen Cuier looked surprised.

"Bowl?"

Fang Zheng nodded

"Yes! Bowl, its food bowl, most domestic dogs have one, and it's still tied up."

Shen Cuier was still hesitating.

Fang Zheng's face gradually darkened.

"Be careful not to get bitten, go quickly."

Although Fang Zheng reminded her, this sentence sounded particularly cold to Shen Cuier's ears.

Shen Cuier had no choice but to go out again. Looking at the Chihuahua that was smaller than her legs, she felt that she would not be bitten. She gritted her teeth, closed her eyes, rushed out in front of the dog, and took the dog bowl away.

The puppy barked even more fiercely and loudly when it saw Shen Cuier rushing over, but the louder the dog barked, the faster Shen Cuier ran until she ran past the dog and kicked her own bowl away.

The dog barked even more fiercely, and Shen Cuier ran even harder because the barking was behind her and became even more fierce. Because of nervousness, she stepped into the dog bowl with one foot, and her shoe got stuck in it, and she fell directly to the ground.

Shen Cuier, who was lying on the ground, listened to the dog barking behind her and felt wronged. When had she ever been so miserable like now?

She hurriedly stood up and wiped her tears, and pressed one foot on the edge of the dog bowl to pull the foot out of the dog bowl, but she didn't stand firmly and fell down again.

Shen Cuier, who fell twice in the same place, couldn't help but blame Fang Zheng.

There weren't so many things when I served Fang Yuan before, why did Fang Zheng have so many things.

No! Fang Yuan wants to kill me!

She couldn't help trembling when she recalled the day when she seduced Fang Yuan under the order of her uncle and was almost killed by Fang Yuan.

She stood up again, her face solemn, dragging the bowl with one foot, and walked back to the house in Gu Yue Frozen Soil step by step. She didn't care about the clanging along the way.

When she got home, she took off her shoes, squatted down, grabbed the dog bowl, and knocked hard on the ground to shake out her shoes.

Fang Zheng saw Shen Cui'er coming back in a mess, and he immediately felt relieved and walked to Shen Cui'er.

"It's so dirty! I told you to kick it away, not bring it back!"

Shen Cui'er didn't answer Fang Zheng's words, but continued to pat the dog bowl. Two lines of tears flowed from her eyes, and her delicate face could move many people.

Fang Zheng was happy but held back his laughter. He originally just wanted to flip the dog bowl, and then eat in front of the tied dog, seeing the dog's helpless and furious look, but Shen Cui'er was too good for the show.

He reached out and took the dog bowl and pulled hard, and the shoes came out.

"The edges are all worn off." Shen Cui was about to complain about her shoes when she was about to be pitiful, but was interrupted by Fang Zheng's behavior.

Fang Zheng rubbed his hands hard on Shen Cui'er's clothes like he was using a rag.

"Wow~Ah! Ah! Ah!" Shen Cui could no longer hold back her long-suppressed emotions and sat on the ground and burst into tears.

Fang Zheng frowned, and Shen Cui'er, whose head was throbbing, calmed down.

This blow was not heavy or painful, but it was very unexpected.

"Don't cry, I'll change you a new one later. Come! Help, move the table out."

Shen Cui'er didn't cry or make a fuss when she saw Fang Zheng agreed to change her shoes. She had a clear position for herself, that she was a servant.

In the past, she could rely on Fang Zheng's love for her to act a little in front of Fang Zheng, but now Fang Zheng is a genius with first-class qualifications and must be very popular with girls of the same age in the school.

Now that she has nothing to rely on, she can only do her own thing, save a deposit for herself, and try to find a rich family to help her get out of slavery and marry.

Finally, after a lot of effort, Fang Zheng could watch the dog barking without a dog bowl outside, while Fang Zheng ate his feast in front of the dog.

The dog also had a brain. Seeing Fang Zheng showing off in front of him, he kept jumping towards Fang Zheng, but unfortunately he was always pulled by the rope, and the bell on his neck rang loudly.

The louder the dog barked, the louder Fang Zheng laughed, and his appetite became better, and his mood suddenly became better.

However, Shen Cui'er, who was covered in dust, had been busy for Fang Zheng for so long, and her purpose of watching Fang Zheng was just to show off to the dog how good her food was.

"I think I want to quit!"

The next day

Fang Zheng's mind was much clearer after waking up, and he recalled what happened last night.

"My gold coins were exploded! I have to find someone to torture me again."

Fang Zheng's cultivation had reached a bottleneck and it was summer. When the weather got hot, he lost the mood to practice.

"It seems good to be killed by Bai Ningbing. He still has one year to live. Anyway, let's just leave it to death together!"

Fang Zheng hurriedly patted his face to cheer himself up. How could he have such thoughts? With this gesture, death was really not far away.

Find someone to torture you first. A bad mood will have an impact on your cultivation.

At this time, Fang Zheng already had a new plan in mind.

It's actually very simple for Fang Zheng to have fun, but it's immoral to just drag people into torture. Fang Zheng realizes that there isn't much left of this kind of thing, so he has to cherish it.

"Then if you want to make it perish first, you must first make it crazy. Let Shen Cuier expand a little first. If she really rides on my head later, you can't blame me."

Low-level fun is the fastest way to have fun.

Looking at himself in the mirror, Fang Zheng was very satisfied.

Wearing black clothes with dark red stripes, she tied her hair into a high ponytail and had two strands of bangs in the front.

"That's right! It's a pity that these clothes are mainly loose and cannot show off my strong physique."

When Fangzheng went out, he saw that Shen Cuier had already prepared breakfast. After all, he was the attendant who had taken care of the genius Fang Yuan since he was a child, and his job was quite beautiful.

Fang Zheng quickly finished his breakfast, picked up a tissue and wiped his hands, then took Shen Cui'er's hand and looked at Shen Cui's big almond-shaped eyes with a hint of pink rouge.

"Sister Cui'er, let's go and look at the clothes."

Shen Cuier felt that Fang Zheng seemed a little different again, and she did not dare to look directly into Fang Zheng's eyes.

"Okay, Master Fangzheng."

Fang Zheng spoke calmly, but his words were full of vitality.

"Call me Fang Zheng, just like before."

Shen Cuier still couldn't believe the scene in front of her, she just felt like she was dreaming. Could it be that she had another chance to be the wife of the patriarch of the Gu Yue clan in the future.

She pursed her lips and said softly, "Hmm."