"Stinky man, dead man, is it really my servant? Is it true that I am so mean in your eyes? It was Chen Jiu's gargle and some delicate fruits that were ready for him to swear and scold.

"Come on, Chile, I'll wash your face first!" Waiting for Confucius, Chen Jiuwai first washed her and refreshed her, then dressed herself, helped her out and went out to the pavilion outside, enjoying the scenery and eating fruits, and had a good and moist life.

"Who did you talk to just now, husband?" Blowing fresh air and enjoying the beauty of nature, Confucius seemed in a good mood, so he was curious...