Early the next morning, the manager received a complaint about Zhou Xiaodu, saying that she refused to crack firewood properly and her attitude was very perfunctory.

The old manager was very angry and called Zhou Xiaodu over, pointing at her and yelling at her for half an hour. But in the end, for the sake of the second young master, he pinched his nose and gave Zhou Xiaodu another job.

This time, Zhou Xiaodu was asked to wash clothes for other servants.

Looking at the pile of dirty clothes, Zhou Xiaodu rolled his eyes.

It's okay if you wash the clothes for the masters. After all, the Sheng family doesn't have many masters in total, and the clothes won't get dirty, but washing people's clothes is a bit of a waste.

Zhou Xiaodu relied on Second Young Master Sheng as his backer and did not want to suffer any losses. He threw his clothes into the water every day and soaked them for several hours. Afterwards, they were still dripping with water, so he threw them on a pole to dry.

It’s on.

It’s midsummer anyway, so you can do whatever you want, so there’s no need to waste energy wringing clothes.

Wipe your hands and call it a day.

After a few days of this, the servants with a sour smell came to Manager Sheng and protested on the grounds that "the clothes were not washed properly."

The old manager covered his nose, nodded in disgust, and then called Zhou Xiaodu over to talk.

Manager: "You did it on purpose, right?"

Zhou Xiaodu blinked innocently, "I told you that I don't have enough physical strength. I tried really hard to scrub, but my wrist strength wasn't enough and I couldn't scrub clean. There was nothing I could do."

The old manager took a deep breath, drank a sip of strong tea to defeat the fire, pinched his nose and arranged for Zhou Xiaodu to go to the stable to feed the horses.

Zhou Xiaodu is very satisfied with this job of feeding horses. He puts in fodder regularly and quantitatively every day. Apart from cleaning up horse manure, which is tiring, it is a relatively easy job compared to the endless work of chopping firewood and doing laundry.

's work.

But she was very satisfied, but the martial arts guards of the Sheng family were not.

Ever since this horse breeder was replaced, the horses that were originally docile and well-behaved have become violent and aggressive for no apparent reason. They often kick around, spit at people, and even learn to roll their eyes!

Quality level plummeted!

The manager called Zhou Xiaodu over again, "How have you been raising your horses recently? Did you not feed them properly?"

"How could it be? I followed what the elder brother told me before. I fed them with fodder, added water, cleaned the stables, and bathed them every day. I raised them all to be fat, strong, smooth, and very smooth.

Where are the relatives!" Zhou Xiaodu said proudly.

The boss blew his beard and said, "Family?!"

"Yes, the horses all like me!"

"No kicking? No spitting? No rolling of eyes?" the old manager asked in disbelief.

Zhou Xiaodu was puzzled, "No." How dare they?

The manager was now sure that Zhou Xiaodu was really not suitable for work, and since there was really no other vacancy for her, he waved his sleeves and asked Zhou Xiaodu to find another way out.

"Our temple cannot accommodate a giant Buddha like you."

Zhou Xiaodu: "..."

Holding her luggage in her arms, she was sent out of the Sheng family's gate amidst the reluctant tears of her younger brothers.

Zhou Xiaodu: "Tsk, I wouldn't have done it if I had known it earlier, but looking at it now, cracking firewood is pretty good."

Then, she turned around and climbed over the courtyard wall, sneaked into the Sheng family's courtyard, and knocked on the window of the Son of Destiny.

Zhima opened the window and saw her. He smiled and said, "Why are you here? Do you want to see me for anything?"

Zhou Xiaodu climbed through the window and entered the house, saying, "I'll take the back door."

"Huh? What do you mean?"

Zhou Xiaodu spread his hands and said, "In short, I was fired. Now I need to leave your relationship and enter the Sheng family again."

Zhima laughed out loud, "I didn't expect you to be unable to handle it sometimes."

Zhou Xiaodu complained: "Can you blame me? I was asked to crack firewood and wash clothes before. The firewood and smelly clothes were piled up in mountains. I'm not really here to be a slave. I have to do everything for a few coppers."

Are you selling your life to the Sheng family?

"You asked me to feed the horse later, why don't I just feed it well? Who knows what the boss was doing, and he kicked me out out of nowhere. He must be jealous of my youth and handsomeness!"

As she said that, she grabbed a piece of cake on the table and took a big bite, "Huh? It tastes pretty good."

Zhima poured her a cup of tea and said, "They were all freshly made this morning. Please try more."

"Yes, I can also save a meal." Zhou Xiaodu stuffed two pieces of walnut cake into his mouth and said without any image. After all, she had been kicked out and no one was taking care of lunch.

"How can cakes be used as food? I asked the maids to bring more food, so you can eat at my place." Zhima said.

Zhou Xiaodu felt it made sense and nodded.

Zhima turned around and went out to make arrangements. He only said that he was learning swordsmanship from his master and wasted his energy. He was particularly hungry today and asked the kitchen to cook more food.

The maids did not dare to question, but when they saw that a large bowl of rice and six dishes of vegetables were all eaten, they cast a shocked look at the second young master.

They looked at the small waist and fell into deep thought: Where did all this food go...

On the contrary, Sheng Yuchi was very happy when he learned about this, because he had always felt that his son was too thin and short, and he lost the air of a noble family. Now he is willing to eat more to keep himself fat, which is a great thing.

After Sheng Fengxiu heard about it, in addition to calling him "little bastard" when he pricked the villain every day, he added another word, "little rice bucket".

Zhou Xiaodu's younger brothers had not yet wiped away their tears when they saw their elder brother back the next day.

Old Manager: Although the old slave argued hard when facing the master, he was still no match for the second young master’s tea talk and was forced to recruit this boy back.

Because there was really no suitable vacancy, the manager had no choice but to create another vacancy specifically for this related household, and asked Zhou Xiaodu to carry water and fertilizer to the gardener in the house.

Originally, the gardener lady could do such a small thing by herself, but it was really hard for a weak woman like her to run around carrying a bucket in a garden as big as the Sheng family, so she asked Zhou Xiaodu to help her.

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The gardener's wife, whose surname is Tu, is a fat, kind and gentle woman, about thirty years old.

Zhou Xiaodu happened to also like flowers, so he happily followed Mrs. Tu every day carrying a wooden bucket, watching her take care of the flowers and plants in the yard, and chatting with her. He was so happy that he couldn't miss Shu.

Lady Tu liked Zhou Xiaodu very much. Not only her, but also many maids and wives in the Sheng family quickly fell in love with this sweet-mouthed and smiling young man.

She quickly became successful in the Sheng family, and things were going smoothly with the Son of Luck as well.

Sheng Yuchi arranged for a swordsmanship master for this precious son to teach him how to practice swordsmanship so that he could inherit the family swordsmanship "Hanzhang Sword" in the future. In addition, he also sent him to the best school in Youfeng County.

Originally, with the financial resources of the Sheng family, it was possible to hire a gentleman to sit in the mansion, but as the son of a martial arts family, he would have to mingle with people from all walks of life in the future. Going to the academy can expand his network of contacts, which is equivalent to his family background.

Building friendships among peers has naturally become the best choice for many families and sects.

Reading was not difficult for Zhima, and Sheng Yuchi did not have high academic requirements for his son. He only needed to be proficient in writing, but he encountered difficulties in practicing swordsmanship.

He was already used to practicing with swords, and all the power moves he had were using swords. But when he suddenly switched to a long sword, he often couldn't change it, exposing his inconsistencies.

After practicing like this for several days, the swordsman couldn't help but politely said to Sheng Yuchi: "Young Master's talent is not outstanding, and there is still a long way to go in the future."

When Sheng Fengxiu heard about this, he was so excited that he would sit outside the martial arts arena every day with his snacks in his pocket and watch his jokes, without even reading a book. He was so angry that the female gentleman sitting in his house dropped his books several times.

"You little loser! You little loser! This sword of yours is so stinky that I can't even look at it. I can beat you to a pulp with just one move!"

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