Chapter 33 Worry

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This year's harvest day is definitely the most embarrassing day for Yang Zhen. Even after many years, he still couldn't help but cover his face when he thought about what happened that night.

Not only was he caught in the act while being carefree, he was struck by lightning on the spot, and...

He also wet the bed.

When the half-asleep Caiyun was awakened by a scream, she saw a child with a dark face lying on her bed, with half of his hair singed and eyes wide open, looking confused under the candlelight. .

When she found a wet towel to wipe the child's face, she smelled an unpleasant smell coming from the bed.

Caiyun, who was angry and funny, pulled the naughty kid up from the bed. Regardless of his repeated protests, she took off his wet pants. After drying him, she threw him a pair of large-mouth pants that she had worn.

During the whole process, this naughty kid blushed like a monkey's butt. Without even saying a final thank you, he put on his pants and ran away in a hurry.

It was so far away that I could still hear Caiyun's unconcealed laughter.

How embarrassing! Being seen at a glance! It's pity that my mature and stable character was destroyed in one day!

Yang Zhen thought about what happened last night again and again, and almost got distracted from practicing Qigong.

Fortunately... Zhao Yue'er didn't know, otherwise, he wouldn't have been laughed to death.

Yang Zhen looked at the little girl who was holding her breath and dancing the sword seriously, and thought to herself that she would find a way to stop Caiyun's mouth later so that she would not tell anyone.



This day is the same as usual, studying, practicing martial arts, eating...

At noon, he went to the medicine garden again, found Tiezhu, and asked him to help collect various cut branches and leaves. The reason given was that he used them for medicinal baths.

The same explanation was given to Zhao Qianan. At yesterday's banquet, the manager of the medicine garden saw Yang Zhen's position in the heart of his wife, and became more enthusiastic towards him, far from the indifferent attitude he had at the beginning. Naturally, I readily agreed to this small request.

When he was fighting with the little girl in the afternoon, he almost hit Zhao Yue'er's face with his fist several times. He would always think of the pitiful look of the little girl last night. Then the fist changed direction and hit empty.

Zhao Yue'er didn't have the slightest awareness, and still shot left and right, so Yang Zhen was quickly defeated.

Bearded Zhao Qing was very dissatisfied and scolded Yang Zhen severely. The lady watching the battle on the side raised the corners of her mouth slightly.

After being told by her nanny, she also knew that Yue'er should suffer some hardships, but which mother really wants to see her daughter beaten?

This guy finally understood the importance of things, and she was very satisfied.

At night, Zhao Yue'er asked Caiyun to call him over on the grounds that he had not finished listening to a story last night.

How could Yang Zhen enter the tiger's den again? Just when she was about to refuse, she heard Caiyun say with a smile:

"It doesn't matter if you don't want to come. Sister will never force you! But, Caiyan, Caisi, Cai...ah, we all know about someone's boating in the middle of the night!"

In Zhuyang, bedwetting is described as rowing in the middle of the night.

"Stop, stop, I'll go, I'll go," Yang Zhen surrendered immediately: "Hey, why is there no Miss Yue'er?"

"Miss, I told her a long time ago." Caiyun said with wide innocent eyes.

"You..." Yang Zhen was speechless.

The boat capsized!

Forget it, as long as you have a thick skin, even a needle can't prick you.

Yang Zhen swaggered over, sat on the Caiyun bed as if nothing had happened, and told two more stories. Then, refusing to stay at all, he came back in a hurry. The wooden box that Zhao Yue'er gave him was left there again.

Back in the room, he poured half a glass of water, held the small stone tightly in his hand, then closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.



A dreamless night.

When Yang Zhen woke up, her face was solemn.

He didn't even enter the space last night!

This is the first time in so many days that he has not entered the space!

Is Xiaocao still angry? He felt quite regretful, and he would never be so wild in the future.

What's more, I'm worried, the little thing is still very weak, and the lightning in anger...

Just like a child wielding Guan Yu's sword to chop people, before hurting others, he hurt himself first.

The little guy has quite a temper! He was funny and compassionate.

Yang Zhen picked up the small bluestone and kept calling, but there was no response.

"Let's see tonight." He comforted himself.

During the day, he went to the medicine garden and brought back a bag of branches and leaves. This time it is no longer a leaf with a single attribute, but has five attributes.

He placed the stone among the branches and leaves. According to the last experience, these branches and leaves will soon be absorbed by the stone and enter that space.

But this time, after waiting for a long time, the branches and leaves have not decreased.

He felt even more uneasy.

That night, Yang Zhen slept very poorly. She woke up suddenly several times, and then stared at the roof in a daze. It took a long time before she fell asleep again.

I still couldn’t enter the space that night. He finally panicked.

Since the creation of this stone space, he has become accustomed to going to the space to chat with Xiaocao every night, telling her all his thoughts and trivial matters, and even not hiding the biggest secret that he is from the earth. In his heart, Xiaocao is already his relative, his most trusted relative.

Don't let anything happen to you, he muttered to himself.



In the next few days, Yang Zhen simply took out the small bluestone and placed it among the branches and leaves, no longer carrying it with her.

Every night, he opened the bag full of expectations, but was always disappointed to find that the branches and leaves inside had not decreased at all. At night, he still held the stone in his hand, but never went in again.

"It would be nice if there was a spiritual stone."

It's a pity that all his spirit stones and spirit drops are in the space, as well as the wood carvings, the sword left by the Jin family, etc.

There is some loose money outside, which is the reward I saved from telling stories these days.

Finally, he also used the gifts in Zhao Yueer's wooden box for experiments.

Underneath was a white children's undershirt, which was relatively loose and suitable for both his and Zhao Yue'er's figures.

Men's right-flap, women's left-flap, as long as the direction of the placket opening is adjusted, both men and women can wear it.

The clothes are woven from snow silk and can withstand the attacks of Qi-training monks. There is also a dust-removing magic circle engraved inside, which can remove dust from the body at any time.

Hanging from the lace of the clothes is a small jade pendant with three low-grade spiritual stones inlaid on it. As long as the jade pendant is heated with hands, the formation will be activated.

This dress was prepared by a wealthy family for their children. When Xiao Ran wore it, he looked like a child.

"Every time you finish those gymnastics exercises, you stink. I can smell it from a long distance away." Zhao Yuer wrinkled Xiaoyao's nose: "You should wear this clothes when you exercise in the future."

"What about you?" Grandma prepared this dress for the little girl, she must have wanted her to feel fresh all over.

"My sweat smells delicious!" The little girl looked pretty.

When Yang Zhen got this piece of clothing, her first move was to pick out the spirit stone and untie the jade pendant, but she failed.

He put the clothes next to the stone again and kept them there for a day, but nothing happened.

"I can only try it with the spirit stones. Tomorrow is another day to go to the market to purchase, and tonight I can ask Sister Caiyan to receive the spirit stones." Yang Zhen was full of expectations.



"Then Sun Wukong pretended to be the Bull Demon King and tricked Princess Iron Fan into getting a banana fan. The Bull Demon King was very angry when he found out and went after Sun Wukong..."

In the hall, Yang Zhen was trying hard to tell a story. In the past, when he came out of the stone space, he would be refreshed all day long, but now without its help, he has not been sleeping well these days, and his whole body feels a little sluggish.

"Okay, that's it for today." Madam was a little tired, interrupted Yang Zhen's story, stood up and went back to her room.

Everyone said goodbye one after another, and Yang Zhen was about to leave, but was stopped by her grandma.

"Little Shitou, I've seen you in low spirits these past few days, but something went wrong in your practice?"

Everyone has heard about Yang Zhen’s burning hair. Grandma didn't know what was going on, but she guessed that it was possible that he had eaten too much Fire Rock Rabbit before, and the excess fire spiritual energy in his body rushed out of his body, causing his hair to be burned.

After that, she paid more attention to Yang Zhen's practice.

She put her hand on Yang Zhen's forehead and felt it for a moment.

"The body is normal."

"Maybe it's because I haven't had enough rest these days." Yang Zhen replied.

"Children should get more rest." Grandma glared at Zhao Yue'er: "Don't go to bed too late."

Zhao Yue'er stuck out her tongue. They pulled Yang Zhen to tell stories every night, and Mammy obviously knew all about it.

"Do you want to rest for a few days and tell stories again?" Grandma asked with concern.

"No need," Yang Zhen shook her head quickly. He is now living like a fish in the house, and a large part of the reason is that telling stories every night gives him a detached status in the house.

"I'll adjust myself."

Grandma nodded: "That's good."

She looked at Zhao Yue'er and pretended to be displeased: "You are so generous, kid. You gave away all the prizes that grandma prepared for you."

Zhao Yue'er came over with a smile on her face and hugged her neck: "I don't like that dress, it doesn't look good."

"Why doesn't it look good? Our Yue'er looks good in anything she wears," grandma put the little girl down; "You go and accompany your mother tonight."

"What's wrong with grandma?"

"She," grandma sighed, "misses your father."

Is it because of my story tonight? Yang Zhen was thoughtful.



Yang Zhen took the five spiritual stones she had just received and hurried back home.

He took out the small stone with some excitement, took out a spirit stone and placed it next to it, looking at it without blinking.

I don't know how long it took, but his eyes were in a trance for a moment. When he looked carefully again, the spirit stone had disappeared!

Xiaocao finally reacted!