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Chapter 5 Fan Bizhuang and the Spring Festival
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Outside the door of Tongs Bar, Fan Bizhuang put a plastic bag full of garbage on the ground, just waved his hand, and a black figure jumped out from the side, then his head fell, and then the black shadow dragged the bag Just ran towards the back alley.

It was already two o'clock in the morning, it was pitch black outside, and there were very few people on the street, which seemed extraordinarily deserted.

This is the closing time of Tongs Bar. Although there are always some drunken drinkers who refuse to leave every night, the rules of this bar are set by Fan Bizhuang. You have to listen, and if you don't listen... then drag the drunk out, throw it in the back alley, and it's over.

As for whether the drunks lay upright on the icy road all night, or groped their way home falteringly, that was not something Bi Zhuang should worry about.

"This dog is really..."

Fatty Fidel, who helped clean up the room, got out of the door and saw the big dog dragging the garbage bag to the back alley. It’s really good to be able to help with things…”

Before he finished sighing, he felt the cold eyes of Fan Bizhuang who was leaning against the door of the bar, and quickly changed his words with a smirk: "I mean, your friend is really getting more and more capable."

Fan Bizhuang withdrew his gaze, stopped talking, and fixed his gaze on the entrance of the alley.

Fidel shook his head and smiled wryly. He clearly remembered that there was once a big drunk man who kicked the Spring Festival that was blocking the way at the bar door. As a result, Fan Bizhuang turned his face on the spot and sent the guy directly into the bar with a stick. The three people who came with the big man at that time saw their companion being beaten and wanted to help out. Without exception, the three of them also became the drunk's patients.

At that time, the incident was quite big, and Fan Bizhuang was also detained by the local police station for several days. In the end, Mr. Prata, who rushed back after hearing the news, spent a large amount of compensation to let the "victim" The charges were withdrawn, and Fan Bizhuang was saved from prison.

To Fidel's surprise, during the few days when Fan Bizhuang was detained, this big dog named **jie never left him. Not eating or drinking is not much different from being dead.At that time, several people from the pet association wanted to come and take the dog away, but they were all scared away by the fierce-looking Spring Festival.

It wasn't until Fan Bizhuang was released three days later that the Spring Festival seemed to have regained its vitality and color. Weakly got up from the ground and rushed into Fan Bizhuang's arms.

So Fidel is very clear that this person and one dog are not like the relationship between an owner and a pet, but more like a family who depend on each other, relying on each other and giving each other comfort and care.

Being able to injure people with a stick for a dog, and go on a hunger strike in order to wait for its master, if you say that such a relationship is just the master and pet, then ghosts will not believe it.

Sure enough, very soon, Spring Festival's body appeared at the entrance of the alley, and after only a moment, he quickly ran back to Fan Bizhuang's body, and then waved its big tail fawningly.Fan Bizhuang also looked away, with a warm smile on his face, stretched out his hand, and the huge dog head of the Spring Festival rubbed against his palm affectionately.

"Spring Festival!"

Fidel couldn't help shouting.

Hearing Fidel's shout, Spring Festival turned around and slid over again, rubbing his head against Fidel's trouser legs.

"Haha, I have something good here."

Fidel squatted down, then stretched his clenched fist straight in front of the Spring Festival, and then slowly opened it.

A gray biscuit appeared in his palm.

Spring Festival yelled twice excitedly, turned to look at Fan Bizhuang, Fan Bizhuang nodded, Spring Festival immediately rolled his tongue, rolled the biscuit into his mouth, and started chewing.

Fidel laughed and touched Spring Festival's head, then stood up.

"Thank you."

Fan Bizhuang said softly.

Fidel looked at him, but the other party still didn't turn his head back. If he hadn't known this guy's stinky personality for a long time, maybe Fidel would have thought that this sentence was not said by the other party.

"Ha, it's a small matter, it's not the first time I've cleaned the bar for you..." Fidel smiled and waved his hands again and again.

"I'm talking about the Spring Festival."

"..."

Fidel froze for a moment.

After Fan Bizhuang was arrested and entered the police station, Fidel often appeared outside the police station. He didn't have the energy to help get Fan Bizhuang out, but he felt uncomfortable when he saw that he was guarding outside the police station without eating or drinking during the Spring Festival. I couldn't bear it, so I often went to visit the Spring Festival with food.The Spring Festival did not eat the food he brought. In desperation, Fidel had no choice but to buy a big wooden box and made a "nest" for the Spring Festival with towels and hay. so cold.

This is why besides Fan Bizhuang, the Spring Festival is also very close to Fidel.You know, this big dog is usually arrogant, and people who don't know him don't pay attention at all, that is, they remember the "kindness" of the year in their hearts, so they look at Fidel differently.

Fidel was remembered during the Spring Festival, and Fan Bizhuang also remembered this love.This is also the reason why he has the closest relationship with Fidel among so many guests who come to Tongs.Because he recognized this friend.

Thinking of the past, Fidel suddenly chuckled, and said with a fuss, "You look cold on weekdays, but I didn't expect you to be quite hypocritical inside. I didn't see it, Fan..."

Having known each other for so many years, it can be said that Fidel watched Fan Bizhuang grow from a thin boy to the tall young man he is today, so he knows very well that Fan Bizhuang is a person who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside. To this guy, He has a feeling of looking at his "junior".

The muscles on Fan Bizhuang's face trembled, he didn't bother to pay attention to the sloppy guy in front of him, he turned around and was about to enter the bar again.

"Hello, Fan."

Looking at Fan Bizhuang's back, Fidel thought for a while, and finally expressed the question in his heart.

"You know the little guys who caused trouble today, right?"

Fan Bizhuang's figure paused for a moment, then an inexplicable smile appeared on his mouth, and he pushed the door open and entered the bar without stopping.Spring Festival shook its big tail at Fidel and jumped in.

Fan Bizhuang's voice came faintly from the bar.

"A few times, but they don't know me..."

Nodding thoughtfully, regardless of whether Fan Bizhuang could still hear him, Fidel yelled into the room.

"Just don't get yourself into trouble, Fan!"

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The place where Fan Bizhuang lives is in the bar. In this city, he originally had a family, but he didn’t have one ten years ago, so after he found this job as a “bartender”, he set up his “home” Here - Tong Bar has two floors, the lower part is the lobby where the guests drink and chat, and the upper part is a small attic for storing some materials and goods.

After Fan Bizhuang came, he cleaned up the place and then lived in it.

At this time, Fan Bizhuang had finished washing, and he was half lying sideways on his small bed, holding a half-open iron box in his hand, silent for a while, and took out a photo from it.

This is a family photo of a family of three. In the color photo, a young man who is not handsome but calm is standing on the left side, and on his right side is a tall young woman in her arms , holding a cute boy who is only two or three years old.

Judging from the bright expressions of the two in the photo, this can be regarded as a very happy family.

But is it really happy?
Perhaps once happy too.

Fan Bizhuang knew that the two people in the photo were his parents, but he didn't have much memory, but he was still very young when his parents left. If he didn't still have this photo now, he would say Maybe he couldn't remember what the two looked like.

After staring in silence for a long time, Fan Bizhuang sighed, put down the photo, and took out another photo from the box.

There is only one person in this photo, a kind old lady with blond hair. Her name is Azucena, and Fan Bizhuang calls her aunt.

Of course this aunt is not close, but in Fan Bizhuang's heart, Aunt Azucena is closer than his own aunt. If it weren't for her, Fan Bizhuang might have been sent to a cold orphanage, or starved to death on the street, Who knows.

Under the care of Aunt Azucena, Fan Bizhuang spent the happiest five years, but unfortunately, with the death of his aunt, such happiness also disappeared forever, and Fan Bizhuang went to the hospital again. He returned to a state of being alone, and lost his "home" again in this huge city.

"aunt……"

Staring blankly at the familiar kind face in the photo, Fan Bizhuang murmured softly.

The warm scenes from childhood came to mind one after another, and Fan Bizhuang gradually lost his mind.

As if aware of the sadness in his master's heart, the Spring Festival lying at his feet groaned twice, and then rubbed his head against his trousers.

After regaining his senses, Fan Bizhuang suddenly smiled, reached out and patted Spring Festival's head, and sighed softly: "It's okay, Spring Festival, at least you are by my side, I'm not alone."

"Ow~"

There were two low groans again, feeling the change of the master's mood, the Spring Festival happily wagged its tail.

"Don't worry, Aunt Azucena, I'll be fine."

Gently wiping off the dust that didn't exist on the photo, Fan Bizhuang carefully put the photo into the box, covered it, and placed it next to his pillow.

After finishing all this, Fan Bizhuang patted Spring Festival on the head again: "Good night, Spring Festival."

Spring Festival stuck out his tongue, wagged his tail and ran to the wall at the end of the bed, jumped up and pecked, and with a "click~", the attic fell into darkness.

"Ow~"

As if the masters were saying goodnight to each other, Spring Festival returned to his kennel and closed his eyes peacefully.

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