"Yes! Cold Dew is split into three periods—wild geese come as guests, sparrows enter the sea and become molluscs, chrysanthemums show yellow flowers!" What surprised Fangzheng was that the first person to shout the answer out was Squirrel, who only knew eating.
The others widened their eyes, obviously showing that they had never memorized it. Fangzheng shook his head. "The three of you. Go and write that line 108 times. Every line missing equals one meal less."
The moment that was said, the trio widened their eyes as Lone Wolf hurriedly sat there and moved his paws, counting.
Monkey asked in puzzlement, "Senior Brother, what are you counting?"
"I'm counting to see how many meals I can skip without starving to death!"
A dark cloud instantly hung over Fangzheng, Red Boy, Monkey, and Squirrel. This darn dog!
"Master, we asked you about Lidong, but why are you talking about Cold Dew?" Squirrel asked.
