The Devil's Tribulation

At night at Pan's residence, Pan Chengfeng quietly slipped out of Liu Yuexin's room. It was already past ten o'clock in the evening, which was considered very late in this era. Pan Chengfeng was just about to go back. Suddenly he thought of the white and fat ass he had just seen, and thought viciously: "If I leave like this, won't that fat guy get away with it? He deliberately tried to harm me, I can't just let him go! I'm going to collect some interest first." Then he sneaked back to the room where he had seen the fat ass. He touched the window of Pan's room and listened carefully, but there was no movement. Looking into the hole in the paper just now, Pan Chengfeng drooled and muttered: "No wonder he is so fat, a horse cannot enjoy grass at night, and a man cannot get fat without midnight snacks~"

In the room, Butler Pan sat at the table, chopsticks in his right hand and a cup in his left hand, enjoying the food and wine. On the table was a chicken, a fish, a plate of peanuts, a plate of green vegetables, a plate of fried noodles, five dishes and a pot of wine, Pan Chengfeng's mouth was already drooling. Since he became stronger, his appetite has increased a lot, but he couldn't catch any prey, so he could only eat rice, which didn't have much oil. Seeing the fat chicken and the fish on the table, Pan Chengfeng felt even hungrier. After thinking for a while, Pan Chengfeng smiled slightly.

Butler Pan was in a good mood that night. He exaggerated the story of Liu Yuexin and Pan Chengfeng "stealing rice" to the master and cleared himself of all charges. Pan Dahu was not a fool, so he naturally knew Butler Pan's tricks. However, Pan Dahu just wanted a reason to force Liu Yuexin. Now that the handle was in his hand, he was naturally happy to agree to him. As long as Liu Yuexin obeyed him, everything would be easy to talk about, and he would continue to be the butler. The fat butler was also happy, and he naturally wanted to celebrate when he was happy, so he asked someone to prepare a table of wine and food, and planned to have a few drinks.

It turns out that the kitchen doesn't open the fire at night. However, the people in the kitchen didn't dare to offend this fat man, for fear of getting into trouble, so they had to serve him this table of food and wine. In fact, Butler Pan used to do this often. The more he ate, the more he got. It was all Pan Dahu's money anyway, otherwise he wouldn't be able to eat so much. He was drinking happily when there was a knock on the door. The fat butler asked casually, "Who is it! Why are you disturbing me so late? Can't we talk about it tomorrow?" Although he was impatient, he still got up to open the door. He opened the door and saw no one? ? He stuck his head out and looked around, muttering, "Strange, there was a knock on the door just now, why is there no one? Who is kidding me?"

He closed the door suspiciously, went back and sat down again. Just as he picked up the wine glass, he heard another knock on the door, and it was very loud, bang bang bang! ! Butler Pan said angrily: "Who?!" No one answered. Butler Pan got up angrily and opened the door, but still no one came. He said angrily: "I want to see who dares to tease this butler!!" Then he went out and looked around, then walked straight to the edge of the flower bed and shouted: "Who on earth dares to play such a joke on me? If I catch you, I will..." Before he could say the word "skin", he cried "Ah~~~" and felt a heavy blow on his butt. The whole person flew out and fell flat on his face: "Ouch~ My butt, which damn bastard attacked me!" Butler Pan's face was distorted by the pain of being kicked in the butt.

After a long pause, Butler Pan slowly got up. Covered in mud, he limped towards the room, touching his buttocks and thinking, "Who dared to do this to him? Did the master ask someone to do it? Impossible, if the master wants to punish me, he can just beat me openly." He couldn't think of who it was, so he had to go back first. After entering the door and sitting down at the table, he wondered who kicked him, and subconsciously reached out to grab the wine glass, but he grabbed it several times but it was empty. He looked down and saw that the wine glass and the wine pot were gone, and then the chicken and fish on the table were gone. Butler Pan was frightened and jumped up, forgetting the pain in his buttocks, and said in shock, "Someone entered my room?" In just a short while, someone actually entered his room? Stole the chicken and fish? He looked up and down, left and right, and confirmed that no one was in the room. The more he thought about it, the more scared he became. Someone entered his room without anyone noticing. If this was a murder, wouldn't he die without knowing how? !

Pan Chengfeng held the wine jug in one hand, the fish in the other, and the chicken in his mouth. He touched the bottom of the wall, jumped hard with both feet, and actually jumped over the wall directly, landing steadily. He thought happily in his heart: "It's been two years since I traveled through time, and I haven't had any midnight snack yet. If I had enough hands, I wouldn't leave you any. For the sake of the chicken and the fish, I'll kick you today, and I'll take care of the rest later." He returned home with a full load and walked happily.

After returning home, he arranged the chicken and fish in the moonlight, put down the wine jug, took out the wine glass from his arms, wiped his saliva and said, "Fish and meat, this is life. Let's try the wine first." Then he filled a glass of wine, picked it up and smelled it, a little bit of rice fragrance and alcohol. He nodded, took a sip and said, "How come it's only about 10 degrees, and there are too many impurities. The rich families in the village are like this. It's better than nothing." After saying that, he drank it all in one gulp, and then let out an "ah~~~". Pan Chengfeng didn't know what to say about this feeling. It felt like a long-awaited rain.

Although he was not an alcoholic in his previous life, he drank a lot. Today he was dealing with his boss, tomorrow he was having a party with friends, and the day after tomorrow he had a family celebration. He would spend three or four days a week at the drinking table. There is a saying in the workplace: "Drinking capacity equals sales." Pan Chengfeng's drinking capacity is also very good, otherwise he would not be the head of the project. Imagine, the boss calls you to drink, can you not drink? Dare not drink? ! You have to drink even if you drink to the bottom of the table! In this way, over time, he has trained himself to drink three kilograms. After a pot of wine, the chicken and fish on the table disappeared. When Pan Chengfeng was thinking about how to deal with Chen Cuihua, he suddenly felt dizzy, and then he knew nothing.

"Ah~" Pan Chengfeng shuddered and woke up. He looked around and realized that he had fallen asleep in the yard last night. He was scared and said, "What happened yesterday? Did you pass out? It was just a pound of water, but you slept in the yard all night." Fortunately, Pan Chengfeng is in good health now, otherwise he might have died. He forgot that he had a good alcohol tolerance in his previous life, but that was his body in his previous life. His body in this life is still that of a 10-year-old child. His body is very sensitive to the effects of alcohol. How could he drink a pound of water?

After thinking it through, Pan Chengfeng hurried back to the room and put on the coarse cotton coat that Liu Yuexin had given him: "The weather is getting colder, and this coat is really warm." After putting on his clothes, he sat at the head of the bed, thinking about how to deal with Chen Cuihua. He spent half the morning thinking about it, and finally came up with a solution that was not a solution. Pan Chengfeng said helplessly: "I just feel a little sorry for the village chief. The village chief is a good person, but the wife he married is not very good." Pan Chengfeng suddenly laughed, and he felt very excited about doing something bad. It can't be said that he did something bad, because others wanted to plot against him first, and he was just defending himself.

At noon, Pan Chengfeng wandered around the village, thinking about who would be suitable to do this. He walked from the head of the village to the end of the village, and then from the end of the village to the head of the village again. He shook his head and said, "It would be easy if I were an adult. Now if a child finds someone to do this, people don't know how they will look at me." Just as he was thinking about what to do, he saw a group of children playing in the open space of the village. He smiled slightly and a plan came to his mind. Pan Chengfeng usually doesn't play with these little brats at all. Not only can he not play with them, but he also has no time to play because he has to support himself. The men who can play here are the best in the village and can easily support their families. In this village, there are already many people who help with housework at the age of eight or nine. If they don't need help, it means that the family situation is good. Men who can support their families by themselves are the objects of competition among girls.

Pan Chengfeng took a quick look and saw Niu'er there. A group of children were playing with sandbags (two pieces of cloth the size of a palm are sewn into a pocket shape, and then the small pocket is filled with fine sand and soil, and the opening is sewn up. It is usually the size of an adult's fist.) Two ghosts, one in front and one behind, pull the corresponding distance and throw the sandbags at the partners in between. Whoever is hit becomes the ghost, and the person who is hit will have to hide from the sandbags. Although it is not very interesting, but the conditions are limited, and everyone is very happy to have a small toy.

After taking a look, Pan Chengfeng saw the two children of Aunt Li, a famous gossip in the village. They were a pair of siblings, the older brother was about ten years old and was called Dachun, and the younger sister was about eight years old and was called Ermei. Pan Chengfeng laughed and said, "Hehe, this is good. With Aunt Li's big mouth, no matter what happens, it will be known to the whole village in just half a day." Then he stepped forward, waved his hand and shouted, "Dachun, come here." Dachun turned around and saw that it was Gou Wa, so he ignored him and continued to play.

Pan Chengfeng's face darkened: "Little brat, dare you ignore me?" After thinking for a while, he felt that he had to ask others for help, so he endured it for the time being and continued to shout: "Dachun, I have good things, why don't you come and see?" Dachun looked at him suspiciously, then thought about it, and finally walked over and asked: "Gou Wa, what good things can you have? Don't say it's a slingshot or a bird? I don't want it!" Pan Chengfeng's face darkened even more, thinking of himself as a child! How can I play with these? Not to be savvy with a child, Pan Chengfeng stretched out his hand, slowly opened his five fingers, and there were two candies in his palm, lying quietly. Dachun's family conditions are not bad, and he has eaten candies. But it is only after eating it that he can't forget the taste, and he shouted: "Candy?!" Pan Chengfeng quickly covered Dachun's mouth with his hand and said: "Why are you shouting so loudly, shut up! Do you hear me?" Dachun stared at the candy and nodded.

Pan Chengfeng let go of Dachun, looked around, and seeing that no one was paying attention to this place, he said to Dachun, "Come with me." Then he took Dachun home. Dachun turned around and shouted to his second sister, "Second sister, go home by yourself later, don't run around, brother is going to do something." Dachun's sister replied crisply, "I know, brother, come back soon~" Dachun said, "I know." So, the best tool to deceive children is candy. Fortunately, Pan Chengfeng resisted the urge to eat it all, otherwise he would have nothing to 'trick the child' with.