The old street where Mr. Fu Ming Store is located.

As soon as Fang Zheng entered the nursery, he could see Zuo Qianhu looking at him with a look of relief.

A look of relief.

Have I become handsome?

Fang Zheng subconsciously reached out and touched his face, thinking that this was a very likely situation.

"Brother Zhiqiu."

"Brother Zuo."

The two greeted each other.

Zuo Qianhu: "Brother Zhiqiu, why did you come here early today?"

Fang Zheng: "It's not for it."

"I bought cat food for it recently. I was so greedy that I had to eat my stomach and intestines and have indigestion. I have to pull it seven or eight times a day recently. I calculated that the time to shovel the poop should be almost up, so I came to pick up Yi Yi and Xiao Hei in advance."

He squatted beside him without moving, his body stiff and straight, like a lucky cat Xiao Hei looked at Fang Zheng with a confused look on his face.

What's wrong with me?

Can I get caught in the shooting without moving?

Zuo Qianhu was stunned: "Gastric indigestion?"

Even if you want to find excuses to perfunctorily treat me, you still have to find an excuse that is at least more credible.

A kitten curse, you told me that I had indigestion?

I wonder if Fang Zheng has no eyesight and said seriously: "That's right, it's gastrointestinal indigestion."

Zuo Qianhu: "..."

With Zuo Qianhu's face black, Fang Zheng held the little hand of the clothes, and with relief behind him, he said goodbye to Mr. Fu and Butcher Zhang in the next door shop.

However, as soon as Fang Zheng walked into the underworld, he was greeted by two faces with relief.

"Is it because I entered the wrong door today?"

Fang Zheng withdrew from the Nether Shop with some suspicion, and then stepped into the Nether Shop. Seeing Mr. Fu and Butcher Zhang's faces dark and dark, he confirmed that he had just entered the right door.

Mr. Fu and Butcher Zhang, who originally wanted to speak out and praise him for a few words, had a dark face at this moment, and no matter how good the mood was, it was gone.

Mr. Fu was busy silently, carrying boxes of folded yellow paper for visiting graves in his hand, while the butcher Zhang continued to drink white wine and ate the dish of braised pork head meat that seemed to never finish.

Fang Zheng, who was originally nervous, looked at the familiar scene in front of him and nodded in his heart with a sigh of relief.

This is the normal character of Mr. Fu and Butcher Zhang in his impression.

"Yiyi, Xiaohei, come and say hello to Mr. Fu and Zuo Qianhu. We are leaving." Fang Zheng said to Yiyi and Xiaohei who had regained his spirit.

Yiyi held square hands, and the polite and sensible Mr. Chaofu and Butcher Zhang bent down and bowed.

After all, Yiyi cannot speak, and can only express her inner thoughts through body language.

Meow~ Xiao Hei shivered and let out a cry of a cute pussy.

The dignity and pride of cats?

Is life important?

...

Because I picked up my clothes early today, before dawn, Fang Zhi rode a shared bicycle to pick up my clothes back.

Just as I saw such a scene happening under the darkness.

The clothes that didn't weigh much were sitting in the car basket.

Xiao Hei squatted on the handlebar, his tail swaying from side to side, arrogant and arrogant, like an arrogant queen who was personally squinting, looking around with his eyes.

So, Fang Zheng always felt that Xiao Hei was definitely on the rise recently.

When Fang Zheng brought Clothes and a little pet back home, Fang Zheng inserted the key and pushed open the door as soon as he saw Clothes and Xiao Hei, two friends who were tired of being together all day, immediately ran into the house happily. Clothes poured out a large pot of cat food for Xiao Hei to eat. The two little guys were eating and the other was watching quietly, as if they were tired of being together all day and didn't feel tired of it.

Seeing Xiao Hei burying his fleshy cat face into the cat basin, Kaba Kaba chewing the cat food, while occasionally raising the fleshy cat face and meowing at Yi Yi a few times, Fang Zheng asked Yi Yi curiously: "Can you understand what this swelling cat says?"

Yi Yi picked up the tablet and typed a few Chinese characters: "There is sand in the cat food, and the taste is a bit salty. Next time I change to another brand of cat food."

Fang Zheng read it twice before reading this sentence. He should add a sentence "Xiao Hei said" at the beginning, because this sentence is obviously what Xiao Hei said.

Fang Zheng was a little surprised.

He just asked casually, but he didn't expect that Yiyi could really understand Xiao Hei's words.

Is this the language of the undead?

At this time, Xiao Hei was crying a few times, and Yiyi used a tablet to type a line of small words: "Yiyun, water, are you buying it here? Everyone in the video is drinking Yiyun, and the cat food is a bit salty."

Evian?

Fang Zheng took him to read it twice before he understood what Yiyi said. After all, Yiyi is not as good as other children, and everything depends on early education video self-study.

"It's selling, not buying, buying, buying, selling, buying. Buying is the third tone, selling is the fourth tone." Fang Zheng was confused about Yiyi's typo.

If you translated the text, it probably means that there is Eyun mineral water sold nearby? Xiao Hei feels a bit salty when eating cat food, and Xiao Hei wants to drink Eyun mineral water.

After understanding the meaning of the words, Fang Zheng suddenly felt that who is the master in this family? Even my master drinks boiled water from tap water. As a result, a pet cat opens his mouth and asks Evian mineral water. If he wants to drink only imported mineral water, who is the master? The water that cats drink is better than humans.

Fang Zheng felt that it was necessary to establish his life values ​​for his clothes.

Fang Zheng took out the head of Zhang Baiyuan, squatted down, looked at the clothes in front of him, and said earnestly: "Eyun mineral water, a bottle of mineral water is more than ten yuan, and a handicraft wood carving sold for clothes is 100 yuan, and even ten bottles of water cannot be afforded."

Fang Zheng thought hard, then said with a serious expression: "Anyway, it's just one word 'expensive', 'very expensive'."

Fang Zheng was so dry that he finally finally established a "expensive" value for a five or six-year-old child, and then he got up.

However, when he looked at the two little guys who were squatting together and fiddling with him, Fang Zheng always had a very bad premonition, and he didn't know if Yiyi really understood what he said.

Maybe this is what every parent needs to worry about.

Well,

It seems that it is because of too little homework.

Fang Zheng began to wonder if he should add more homework, and it is best to let the child have no time to free up and think about it?

...

When Fang Zheng finished the meeting with Yiyi and Xiaohei, don’t make too much noise at home and disturb the neighbors’ rest, then he returned to his bedroom.

He began to count all the gains he had made tonight.

I used to get ten runes from the university town.

Then he breastfeeded fourteen runes on Gao Shuhua's body.

Eight runes lit up in the factory in the second half of the night.

There are thirty-two runes here.

The next harvest in the underground cemetery was the real big deal, one, two, three... Fang Zheng was overjoyed. He carefully counted it three times before finally confirming that he had won a total of 63 ordinary runes in the underground cemetery alone.

All of them are as good as the last time I went to Southeast Asia to evacuate overseas Chinese.
Chapter completed!