I really just want to retire

In the living room, the two big men just watched the dog wipe the table. One was thinking about where he didn't clean it usually. He could clean all the unlucky systems so that he wouldn't be idle when he was busy. It hurts to watch TV in the middle of the night.

Can the ceiling also be wiped, the parrot should be able to reach where the dog can't reach.

Let's arrange it after his agent leaves.

The agent he talked about is also thinking about it. I don’t know if there is any announcement that he needs to go out recently. He is happy to help raise the dog temporarily. The boarding fee can be exchanged for cleaning the table. After all, those are sweeping robots. out of reach.

And a certain dog in the center of the topic, while wiping the table, was full of thoughts... Did the heroine succeed in revenge?It's just that there is an extra mole under the eyes. Can others really not recognize that this is the same person?How will she take revenge on the scumbag?marinated?It's actually pretty good to pickle, but if it's too bloody, will it not be broadcast?

ah! !I really want to know the plot behind it! ! !

I don't know when its host will calm down!It is guaranteed not to watch it in the middle of the night in the future! !

The living room was very quiet, each was thinking of his own, no one said anything, it was Fu Zizhan who broke the silence first, he looked at Cai Hu, "Are you here...to rub the heat?"

It can't be to catch the air. In winter, there are few windows open, and the air in the house is actually not very good.

Cai Hu's thought of kidnapping the dog was interrupted, and after regaining his senses, he glanced at his artist on the sofa angrily, what kind of words did he say, there was no human touch at all!

Fu Zizhan ignored it naturally, and didn't speak when he came, let him guess?He's not a roundworm.

And can the eyes staring at his own system be restrained a little, and take away the unlucky system... Who will wipe the ceiling for him?

Feeling the host's thoughts, he wiped the table more vigorously. It seems that the host's anger is still there, and he must polish the table to a bright shine! !The ceiling can also give him the original cement color!

Cai Hu, who was suspected to be here for heating, finally got down to business, "We have sent invitations to the New Year's Eve event, what do you think?"

The implication is... Yuan Fang, please speak your mind!

Fu Zizhan held a box containing goji berries in his hand, and raised his eyebrows slightly, "What do you want me to do? Do a square dance?"

Cai Hu: "..."

It's the New Year's Eve, and it's not that they don't think it's bad luck, so please do it!

Cai Hu, who had watched the video of his own artist's ghost animal, urgently shook off the picture of the practice in his mind, "Just sing a song", and then he added, "Together with warm juice"

The two artists in his hand are active together, and only need to worry about it, which is naturally excellent for him.

Fu Zizhan finally agreed, Zuo Zuo had nothing to do recently, the main reason was that he gave him money, and he could also take the unlucky system out for a walk, watching TV at home every day, and the electricity bill would be unbearable.

Some people who were woken up in the middle of the night are still holding grudges.

Life continued step by step. Beijing, which had been cold for many days, ushered in a heavy snowfall. It was not as gentle as when it first snowed. This time it was extraordinarily fierce, as if it had been held in for too long, so it made a big move , almost paralyzed the entire traffic.

From time to time, the sound of snow plows was heard on the street, and small snow mountains were piled up at the entrances of small shops on the roadside.

On Christmas Day, the snow finally stopped, and the festive atmosphere in Beijing was very strong, colorful things were hung everywhere, and children and couples along the road were playing around.

Romance is romance, but the road is a bit dirty. The snow on the road that has been cleaned has begun to melt, and there is no new snowflakes. It is like a dirt road after the rain. The dirt is flying all over the sky.

Fu Zizhan went out early in the morning and went straight to the quiet old town to visit the retired old friend he met not long ago. He didn't want to join in the excitement of Christmas. Isn't it good to play chess at home?

The snow scene in the small alleys of the old city is much more beautiful than that in the city center, because there is no snow plow specially come in to clear the snow on the road, retaining a original taste.

On the side of the alley, there are children in twos and threes who are not afraid of the cold, making snowmen. The smiles on their faces are innocent and innocent. It is the snowman. If someone accidentally passes by at night, they may be shocked.

Fu Zizhan smiled all the way, and slowly walked to the gate of Mr. Hu's house. The gate of the yard was not closed. As soon as he arrived at the gate, he saw Grandpa Hu playing with birds in the yard.

When Mr. Hu heard the sound, he turned around with a look of disapproval on his face, "Come on, come on, what are you doing with your things!"

Fu Zizhan shrugged with a smile, "It's not worth a lot of money, I used it and thought it was okay."

Just some health gadgets.

That casual look is very similar to finding useful cosmetics to share with his little sisters. Grandpa Hu brought him into the house with a birdcage.

This was Fu Zizhan's first visit to Mr. Hu's yard, and it was not much different from Mr. Ling's yard that he had been to before.

In the room, as soon as you enter the door, there is a scent, and there is something nestled on the small stove.

Mr. Hu put down the birdcage, took out a large porcelain jar and handed it to Fu Zizhan, "Try the mutton soup that Old Cui gave you?"

Fu Zizhan took it naturally, and the bird in the cage chirped when it heard the movement, as if asking, what good thing is it?Give me a taste too~

After eating a jar of mutton soup, the blood flow in the body seemed to speed up a lot, and it was warm.

After a while, an old man and a young man sat beside the small stove, and a table was placed in the middle, with a familiar chess game on it.

Mr. Hu chuckled, "This step is high."

Fu Zizhan also laughed, "Then you have to work hard."

The little bird chirped a few times at the right time, as if cheering.

The room was warm, and there were a few conversations from time to time, as if two old friends who hadn't seen each other for a long time were chatting about their recent situation.

Mr. Hu, who has always been alone, can always give people a calm and transparent feeling.

On both sides of the table, the two people who were dozens of years apart were actually extremely similar.

When it was almost noon, the door of the courtyard was pushed open, and the person heard his voice before he saw it, and said loudly, "Teacher!"

Chen Mingyuan pushed open the door carelessly, and was taken aback when he saw Fu Zizhan, probably because he didn't expect that there was someone else with his teacher.

Mr. Hu looked at his silly student, "What are you doing here? Close the door! You let the wind in."

Chen Mingyuan closed the door and put things away in one go, Mr. Hu clicked his tongue, "I told you not to buy these things, it's a waste of money."

In front of Mr. Hu, Chen Mingyuan didn't look like a big director abroad, and his expression of laughing was inexplicably sloppy, "There's nowhere to spend the money."

Fu Zizhan, who was watching the show, said, "..."

He really wants to have this kind of trouble!

Mr. Hu was so angry that he gave his student a blank look, "There is no one in shape."

Chen Mingyuan didn't seem to notice, moved a chair and sat next to Mr. Hu, pointed at the chess game, "Teacher, your move is not very clever."

Mr. Hu, who was clearly an old man before, suddenly exploded into a five-year-old child, "You know what a fart! If you have nothing to do, go and cook the meal."

A retired old man can't tolerate others saying that he plays chess.

In the small room, there was a lot of noise for a while.

In the afternoon, Fu Zizhan, who stayed for a while after lunch, left Mr. Hu's yard. The great director Chen Mingyuan stayed there to talk with his teacher. The master and apprentice seemed to have not seen each other for a long time.

As soon as I went out, there was a biting cold wind blowing towards my face. I don’t know when a blizzard warning was issued on my mobile phone. I was fine when I left in the morning. The speed of this change is several times faster than turning over a book.

In the alley, the children playing in the morning are no longer there, only an ugly snowman who seems to come from the underworld is left beside the gate of his house.

Some snowmen piled up and began to ground the house.

The car stopped outside, and Fu Zizhan admired several snowmen along the way, but he didn't see any living ones, probably because of the wind.

Accompanied by the cold wind, he quickened his pace. After retirement, he still has to be healthy and healthy, and there is no need for old cold legs.

The galloping pace paused for a moment when passing a green belt, Fu Zizhan moved his ears, and asked his own system, "Did you hear any sound?"

He paused for a while, as if testing, "Well, like a puppy"

The combination of the cold weather and the weak voices in the green belt is really disturbing.

Fu Zizhan squatted down and pulled away the small bushes in the green belt. After searching for a while, he saw two small figures cuddling together in the corner.

His whole body was dirty and shivering from the cold, and his barking sounded weaker and weaker, even a little hoarse. I don't know how long these two little things have been barking.

A mechanical voice sounded in the sea of ​​consciousness, "They don't look very good"

The cold weather is undoubtedly fatal to the stray puppies. They huddled in the innermost corner and leaned against a small tree trunk, as if to keep themselves warm.

Fu Zizhan squatted on the ground, and it took a lot of effort to pull out the two puppies. They didn't know what they had been through before, and they were so dirty that they couldn't recognize the breed.

As if feeling the warmth, the puppy kept leaning on Fu Zizhan's arm.

It's not far from the parking place, Fu Zizhan hurried back to the car, randomly found a coat on the seat to wrap up the puppy.

The puppies in the jacket vibrated a little less frequently, and the plan to go home was interrupted. He searched the nearest pet hospital on the map, kicked the accelerator and went straight to the destination. Fortunately, the pet hospital was open. .

An hour or so passed after the inspection, and the white-washed puppies finally showed their original appearance.

They are young, they are two girls, the doctor said they are only one or two months old, they are veritable puppies.

They are all white, with some small yellow fur in the middle randomly dotted. They are not a breed that can be called a name, but they are common among stray dogs.

The cleaned puppy was lying on its stomach in the nest, above its big eyes, its ears drooped, it looked cute, cute and pitiful.

The doctor said that the injury was not serious, except that he was frozen, and the only injury was in his throat, because he screamed for too long.Obviously, the puppies were well protected by their mother dog before, but Fu Zizhan didn't want to think about why they were left alone in the cold weather.

It's kind of sad to think about it.

After tossing the two puppies, it was already dark, and it snowed again at some point, and there was a bunch of things for puppies in the trunk of the car.

The return journey is not too far away, but... there is a traffic jam.

During peak hours, holidays, and snowy days, the three elements of traffic jams are combined together, making people flustered and dogs flustered.

The puppies in the nest started to bark in a low voice again in fright amidst the restless horns around them.

The person in the driver's seat glanced at the puppy, his pupils rolled slightly under his eyelashes, and said after a while, "Go and coax him"

The doctor said that the puppy can't bark anymore, otherwise his throat will be lost.

dubious:"???"

"Why did I go?"

Fu Zizhan turned his eyes to the front, and said casually, "Are you driving?"

Then I would like to mention a social entertainment double news tomorrow...

A celebrity surnamed Fu enslaves his dog to drive at night, but he does this kind of thing in the car himself! ! !

Unable to refute the nonsense, there was silence. After a few seconds, a big golden retriever suddenly appeared in the back seat.

The two little puppies who were still whining and chirping stopped suddenly, and then at the same time...

terrified...

peeing...

Up...

The pungent urine smell quickly spread in the car.

dubious:"……"

Fu Zizhan: "..."

He looked at his host in a nonchalant manner, and then at the puppy. The voice of the machine was a little stuttering, "This... don't blame me! It's because they are too timid!"

The timid little dog stepped on his own urine and looked up at the big golden retriever, probably because like attracts like. At this moment, the wide-eyed eyes after being frightened have returned to their cute and pitiful appearance. Although some systems are just a Artificial intelligence, but it's like a dog after all.

The appearance of the big dog gave the two puppies a great sense of security when they came back to their senses. They seemed to have no memory of being scared by the other party's sudden appearance just now. In fact, one pawed at the edge of the nest trying to crawl Come out, obviously big dogs feel more secure to them than dens.

Fu Zizhan in the driver's seat saw the corners of his eyes twitching, "Take care of them"

Don't fall and fall, and don't... piss on the seat.

The horn of another car came from behind. I don’t know when the car that was stuck in traffic for a long time stopped, and it stretched its paws into the nest to prevent the puppy who was trying to escape from falling out.

In the next second, the paws were embraced by two puppies, and the person did not bark or make noise. It was its paws... It obviously felt wet for a while.

dubious:"……"

Is it too late to pull it out now?Is it more than three seconds?Can you pretend that you didn't touch it if you didn't exceed it?