Rooted

The preparation work has been completed, Gan Hezhi sat on the steps of the door and panted for a while, and when his breathing gradually calmed down, he remembered that all the cleaning tools were still thrown in the study.

In the study room, the computer power button on the desk was blinking.

Ganhezhi squinted his eyes. From his angle, he could see that the computer screen was covered with dust, so he took out the special cleaning fluid for the screen from the drawer, sprayed it on a fiber cloth, and wiped it in a straight line starting from the top.

The screen suddenly lit up without warning.

Gan Hezhi was startled, took a step back, and fell into a chair.

After a short delay, the computer starts playing the video.

"Not only do prey animals migrate, some predators also travel."

"Depleted of prey in their breeding grounds in Siberia, the Eastern Red-footed Falcon embarks on an epic migration to South Africa - passing through fourteen countries, two continents and an ocean."

Gan Hezhi clicked on the computer screen in a panic, with a little force, the screen paused for a moment and then continued to play.

Do it again, this time, the picture freezes on a pair of black eyes surrounded by a layer of warm orange.

At this time, the sun is still spreading its power.The study room is located at the southeast corner of the second floor of the villa, and the sunlight from outside the window slanted in.The windows were open, there was wind, and there was some residual air-conditioning in the house before cleaning.

The temperature is just right.

The night before Qianhe was threatened by someone, which affected the quality of sleep. Since he woke up today, he has been busy until now and has not rested. Now he seems a little sleepy again.

He got away from the chair, patted the seat with his hand, and went to mess with the computer that he couldn't get.

After looking here and there, I studied for a long time, but I couldn't make the computer go black again, but I watched the video for a few more minutes.

In remote but lush valleys, millions of birds settle, perch on trees and fly through the air.

Winged termites leave the safety of their nests, birds of prey attack, birds and insects blot out the sky, and no inch of space is peaceful.

What a grand and spectacular scene, Gan Hezhi forgot the business and was amazed.

Until the moon appeared in the sky, the sky became dark, and the vision in the middle of the forest was still crowded, like countless bacteria in sewage, magnified by a microscope and reflected in the sky.

In the video, the steady male voice sounded again, "For the Eastern Red-footed Falcon, survival means flying 14000 miles every year of its life."

Gan Hezhi pushed the lawn mower to work on the lawn, and the machine made a disturbing "humming" sound when it was working.

The sound was so loud that Gan Hezhi didn't notice until Fu Wensheng's car drove into the gate, and was even taken aback by the huge monster that suddenly appeared in his field of vision.

Fu Wensheng parked the car, Gan Hezhi was walking on the edge of the lawn, "Sir! You are back!"

His cheeks became flushed due to the exercise, crystal sweat trickled down his temples, and the air was filled with the fragrance of green grass.

Fu Wensheng took another look at him, answered, and was about to go into the house.

When Fu Wen responded, Gan Hezhi happened to be pushing the machine forward with his back turned to him. After pushing one row, he turned to the next row and became two people facing each other.

Gan Hezhi looked at him with big grape-like eyes, as if wondering why he didn't respond to him.

Fu Wensheng met Shanggan Hezhi's eyes and knew that the other party hadn't heard him, so he imitated him and shouted at the top of his voice, "I said, why are you still here so late!"

Gan Hezhi kept pushing the lawn mower, and he didn't mind shouting and talking, so he happily shouted back, "The lawn is too wet during the day! It's not good for the machine!"

Someone passed by the door of Building 111. Fu Wensheng saw it, and saw the other person's eyes looking inward. It seemed that the two people were so close to each other but still had to communicate by shouting, which finally attracted the attention of normal people.

Seeing Gan Hezhi open his mouth again, Fu Wensheng was afraid that he would continue to shout with him, so he hurriedly pretended not to see him and entered the room, took a change of clothes and went to the bathroom, washed himself from head to toe, and walked to the living room refreshed .

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, Gan Hezhi, who is diligent and conscientious, is still weeding.

Fu Wensheng drank the ice water he had just taken out of the refrigerator, recalled it seriously, and still thought that his housekeeping contract should not include the service of weeding the yard.

The work under the setting sun was coming to an end. The boy in the yard tripped over something, staggered forward and knelt down, and then lay down on the freshly cut grass. His body was like a seesaw for a moment, barely holding his head With a head.

The lawn mower broke free from the shackles of the humans and rushed forward bravely.

Gan Hezhi got up, patted his knees, his back was almost full of enthusiasm, and shouted "Come on!" Then he chased after him, trying his best to hook the robot car that ran far away.

It's a fool, Fu Wensheng came to a conclusion.

Gan Hezhi put the lawn mower in the corner of the garage, rolled up the mop strips, and told Fu Wen at the door. He didn't enter the door, and smiled a little embarrassedly, "Sir, then I'll go back."

Because of the fall, he looked a little embarrassed.

Fu Wensheng looked at him for a while, then at the mop board handed to him, which was stained with mud, and finally opened the door, "Let me borrow your bathroom to take a shower and change clothes."

Gan Hezhi stood at the door in a daze for a while, then took off his shoes, and ran up to Fu Wensheng in small steps, with a cheerful yet cautious tone, "But I didn't bring any clothes."

Fu Wensheng took a new pair of short-sleeved and beach shorts from the cloakroom, and handed them to Gan Hezhi together.

This pair of beach pants was brought back by Fu Wensheng when Xiang Qi went on vacation. Fu Wensheng thought it was ugly and had never worn it. Today, I made the right pair of beach shorts, made the best use of everything, and was very environmentally friendly.

Gan Hezhi put on this suit after taking a shower, and instantly transformed from a simple housekeeper into a little prince on the beach, but the smile on his face was a bit silly, which weakened the temperament of this outfit.

The length of the beach pants is less than the knees, revealing a pair of thin and white legs. The color on the knees is darker and a little red, presumably it was rubbed when they fell down just now.

There is also a small scab on the left knee.

Fu Wensheng glanced at him and asked him if he wanted some medicine.

Gan Hezhi glanced at the phone, said that he was going to rush to the night shift, it was too late, but thanked him for his kindness, then trotted to the gate of the villa, turned around and waved goodbye to him.

Fu Wensheng nodded proudly, turned around and went back to the house to eat the bland but nutritious dinner he ordered in advance.

The author says:

The segment about the Eastern Red-footed Falcon is excerpted from the BBC documentary THE HUNT!

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6. Section VI

He has almost achieved a sense of well-being in today's labor.

When Gan Hezhi came to the store that day, the store manager leaned on the bar with a smile on his face, "Can you come to the day shift this Sunday? Yanyan wants to take a leave of absence, her little sister is getting married."

Gan Hezhi was in a bit of a dilemma, Sunday was the day he would go to Zhoumi Garden to clean, he said hesitantly, "But it was agreed before that I won't be scheduled for the morning shift on the second or fourth day."

"Everyone is in a hurry. You have another part-time job on Sunday. It's not a big deal to change with your colleagues." The store manager tapped his knuckles on the table, "That's it, don't forget. "

But Gan Hezhi didn't have colleagues at Zhoumiyuan, so no one could change shifts with him. He told the store manager about the situation and continued to fight, but the store manager refused to give in.

When Ganhezhi asked, "Do you have something to do during the day on Sunday?", the store manager's expression became quite ugly, "Okay! Come here if you are called! Are you the store manager or am I the store manager?" ?”

Without waiting for Gan Hezhi to agree after finishing speaking, he complained indistinctly, "I'm really treating myself as a joke when I tell you nicely." left the shop.

There is no room for change here, Gan Hezhi can only ask Fu Wensheng.Unfortunately, when Gan Hezhi arrived at Zhoumi Garden on Thursday, Fu Wensheng was not at home, and Gan Hezhi didn't have his contact information. When he arrived at around five o'clock in the afternoon, he didn't see anyone back, so he had no choice but to catch a car. .

But before leaving, Gan Hezhi left a note, worried that Fu Wensheng would not notice, so he specially pasted a note on the refrigerator door in the study, bedroom, and kitchen: "Can I come early on Sunday to clean up? Gan Hezhi... ..."

The word "very" on the note was purposely enlarged and traced twice in an attempt to attract attention. Gan Hezhi's mobile phone number was left at the bottom of the note.

Gan Hezhi returned home by bus, had dinner, and went downstairs to throw out the trash.He didn't go home in a hurry after throwing out the garbage. He walked around the fitness area of ​​the community, touched the equipment, and found a pile of ashes. No wonder no one played.

The wild dogs in the neighborhood were chasing each other in twos and threes. They saw him and stood under a tree. One started, and the rest followed. When they barked, their snouts raised, and they kept barking at him.

Ganhe subconsciously took a small step back, and they followed suit, regardless of whether he whispered or pretended to be aggressive, they just yelled at him.

Gan Hezhi had no choice but to go back to his building, and be careful whether they would bite his ass while his back was turned.

Gan Hezhi waited until nearly ten o'clock in the evening before he received a reserved reply from Fu Wensheng: Yes.

Gan Hezhi stared at this "can" for a long time, so long that he hardly knew these two words.

The phone received a new message, from the same number: "But don't wake me up."

Gan Hezhi couldn't help laughing, heaved a sigh of relief, and replied the text message unskillfully: "Okay sir, thank you."

Gan Hezhi saved the number in the phone book, checked it back and forth twice, and confirmed that the number was copied correctly, and then pressed the button with satisfaction.