The unlucky fake daughter was screwed by the rotten system

He shook his head helplessly.

It’s really a waste of time to spoil this fat grandson.

This kid has been missing all day, saying that he followed Yu Zhizhi to set up a stall to do business, but he always fishes for three days and slacks off for two days, acting like a lazy fish, which has already made his father unhappy.

If he hadn't intervened, this kid would have been punished by his father long ago.

Now he has become bolder and even dares to hide things secretly.

Judging from his sneaky look just now, this thing must be good!

While He Yang was sleeping soundly, he didn't know that his hidden ice cream had been stolen.

After eating one, He Donghai couldn't stop. He loved this cool and sweet ice cream so much. After eating five ice creams in a row, he felt extremely relaxed both physically and mentally.

But then my stomach suffered.

When He Yang woke up, the sky had begun to darken.

While enjoying dinner, he found that his grandfather, who usually showed up on time, was absent, so he asked his grandmother:

"Hey! Why didn't Grandpa come to enjoy dinner? Could it be that the weather is too hot and he has no appetite?"

Grandmother Guan smiled helplessly, "Your grandfather ate too many cold foods and has diarrhea. I asked him what he ate, but he was stubborn and refused to tell me!"

After hearing this, He Yang suddenly understood.

It seems that the boss is right. You can't eat too much cold food at one time, otherwise you will suffer.

He Xiaorong, who was sitting opposite him, blinked her big eyes and said in a baby voice, "I saw Grandfather go to the ice storage room this afternoon. Not long after he came out, I saw him hurriedly running to the toilet."

After hearing this, He Yang laughed inwardly.

It turns out that my grandfather sneaked into the ice storage room to eat cold food!

Why do you feel something is wrong?

After thinking for a while, he finally reacted.

Could it be that Grandfather...

Seeing her son hurriedly leaving before even finishing his meal, Mrs. He quickly shouted, "Where are you going?"

Where else to go!

He wanted to go to the ice storage room to see if his grandfather had stolen the ice cream he had hidden.

In just one day, the news that Yu Zhizhi was selling ice cream at a stall on the top of Mount Putuo began to spread slowly in the capital.

Related topics follow:

"Yu Zhizhi is haunting the top of Mount Putuo!"

"Yu Zhizhi is definitely mentally ill. Each stall location is more bizarre than the last."

“Ice cream is the perfect way to beat the heat!”

Even the brainwashing song for selling ice cream has spread throughout the capital city.

In addition to gossiping, people began to become curious about what ice cream was.

There are even many people planning to climb Mount Putuo tomorrow, ostensibly to pray for blessings, but actually for the ice cream.

The next morning, sunlight poured into the room through the window. Yu Zhizhi stretched, got up, washed, changed her clothes and got dressed.

At this moment, Uncle He hurried over to report, "Miss, there's someone outside asking to see you. I heard it's someone sent by the Sixth Prince."

Yu Zhizhi was a little confused, but still responded: "Please let them in!"

A moment later, the other five guards except Zhao Yi walked into the yard together.

The leader, Zhao Er, got straight to the point and explained his purpose: "The master has asked the five of us guards to stop by the Yun Mansion and help carry the wooden boxes up the mountain later."

A warm feeling surged in Yu Zhizhi's heart. It turned out that the Sixth Prince was a friend with a cold heart but a warm mind, and he was quite considerate.

She had originally planned to go to the street to find someone to help, but now it seems that the arrival of these guards is really a timely help.

She looked at Zhao Er gratefully and asked, "Will your master go to Putuo Mountain today?"

Zhao Er shook his head and said, "Master has important matters to deal with at home today."

Yu Zhizhi nodded slightly to show her understanding.

Seeing how kind-hearted he was, after she came back from setting up the stall, she sent Brother Ping'an to the Sixth Prince's residence to give him some ice cream for him to enjoy slowly.

Favors should be repaid if possible.

Otherwise, you will owe more and more, and then you will be in trouble.

The Ministry of Rites

The sun was shining and the breeze was blowing gently. Fang Zheng and his granddaughter Fang Rangrang were walking through the back garden and happened to run into Old Madam Fang and Mrs. Fang who were drinking tea in the garden.

"Where are you two going?" Old Madam Fang asked curiously while sipping the fragrant tea.

Fang Zheng secretly winked at Fang Rangrang, hoping that she could understand what he meant, but Fang Rangrang didn't notice.

So, the expected thing happened...

Fang Zheng responded with a smile: "Madam, my granddaughter and I are going shopping!"

Fang Rangrang responded innocently, "Grandma, Grandpa and I are going hiking!"

Hearing the two people's completely different answers, Old Madam Fang frowned slightly, glanced at Fang Zheng with a hint of reproach, her expression a little strange, and said unhappily:

"Didn't you go to Putuo Mountain to pray yesterday? Why are you going hiking today?"

The old man is already old, but he is still so active and ignorant. In such hot weather, if he lets his good granddaughter get heatstroke, she will never forgive him.

Madam Fang gently pinched her daughter's cute round face and said with a distressed look on her face, "Rangrang, have you forgotten how pitiful you looked last night when you cried in your sleep because of the pain in your legs?"

Fang Rangrang, however, didn't take it seriously and replied with a smile, "Mom, my legs don't hurt anymore. As long as I can eat ice cream, even if my feet get really numb later, I won't complain about being tired!"

Madam Fang asked doubtfully, "Ice cream? Could it be that you went hiking just for this treat to cool you down?"

This morning she heard from her servants that the rumor in the capital was that the fake legitimate daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion had gone to set up a stall on the top of Mount Putuo.

They also sell a kind of summer-cooling food that you have never seen before.

Seeing he could no longer hide it, Fang Zheng had to tell the truth: "Yeah. After trying the ice cream yesterday, we both couldn't forget this icy, cool, fruity, and milky ice cream."

"Unfortunately, the fake daughter of the Yu family only set up a stall on the top of Putuo Mountain to sell ice cream, so we had to go hiking."

Madam Fang put down her teacup and asked in surprise, "Why don't you send someone to her house to buy it?"

As for the address of her residence, we can find out by sending someone to check.

Why bother climbing the mountain?

Wouldn't that be suffering in vain?

Fang Rangrang quickly answered, "We asked Sister Yu yesterday. She said that except for the ice cream stall on the top of Putuo Mountain, they won't sell it to anyone else. No matter how much money you offer, they won't sell it to you!"

Hearing this, Madam Fang couldn't help but complain: "I think she's mentally ill! How can a normal person be like her? The money was offered to her door, and she just refused it like that."

You can easily set up a stall in the downtown area to sell ice cream, but you have to climb to the top of the mountain to set up a stall. Isn't this asking for trouble?

Not only Mrs. Fang, but the group of people following Yu Zhizhi's carriage also thought so.