Seeing this, Zuo Zuo pouted her lips and drooped her small head, listlessly leaning against his leg. Her ears also hung down, just like a discarded puppy.,Back then, all the capable brothers went down the mountain to make a fortune. He was simply not good enough, so he was left behind as the caretaker of the temple.,In a short while, Zuo Zuo came out. Her shiny scalp was plastered with fortune-telling charms, and around her neck hung three copper coins. On one hip she wore a gourd, and on the other, a large Pixiu sculpture, carved by herself. It was ugly, to be sure, but its only redeeming quality was its size.。