Please don't bully plush toys

Dr. Du still didn't say anything to me. It seemed that my "relatives" not only didn't like the simple fact that I didn't eat, drink and take care of me, but also felt that they wanted to murder me for money.

I packed a box of simple clothes and daily necessities, and Dr. Du gave me a bank card.I didn't refuse and accepted it silently. Firstly, I already owed him a lot of money, and secondly, I would have to buy a lot of new things when I went to other places, so I couldn't live without money.I'll figure out a way to pay him back after I get to work.Ms. Jiang arranged a driver and a car, and I left the city just like that.

The new city I work in is not as prosperous as City C, but there are some scenic spots and historical sites, and the urban green parks are well established.The new boss is a rather good-looking young man. When I went to work on the first day, he was directing two employees to tidy up the storage room with raised eyebrows.He looked at me critically: "Are you the one introduced by Miss Jiang?"

I nodded, trying to relax my expression and make a good first impression on him.I wrote in the notebook I carried with me: "My name is Du Fan." Anyway, I didn't have a document, so I took a pseudonym for myself to avoid trouble.I like my screen name Xiaofan on QQ very much, so I just called it by this name, as if I like the word "Fan" quite a bit.I hope this name brings me good luck and a good start.

The new boss looked at it: "I know you can't speak, and you don't have any documents. Miss Jiang is my good friend, so I agreed to let you try to work. My name is Ma Xiaosheng."

I nodded, and wrote: "I will definitely work hard." Ma Xiaosheng looked me up and down, seemed quite satisfied, and said: "There are two art colleges next to our store, and the students there often come to print works, bind , and buy art and stationery. I heard that you can use a computer and some drawing software, which is very good. But not all students will convert it into JPG format for you to print. You have to learn how to print engineering drawings, and There are printing of some commonly used drawing software, and common sense of familiarizing with other printers. Don’t worry, it’s very easy. I’m not in this line of work. It’s not just about providing printing services. You usually have to help with some designs, retouching and rendering, and covers. Nowadays, many wealthy students and clients come to us to save time. The graphic effects are all produced by post-processing, as long as they can afford the labor cost." I wrote down one by one, looking at the new large printers in the store, and all kinds of printing paper hanging on the high shelves.

He took me into the inner room and pointed to the two computers there: "The four computers outside are for customers, and the two computers inside are for internal use by employees. You sit here, and the seat next to you is for Han." Yexue is sitting here. Xiaoxue, come here! This is your new colleague Du Fan, and he will sit here from now on."

A girl with a ponytail came over, Zhanyan smiled at me, and held out her hand: "Hi, I'm Han Yexue. You can call me Xiaoxue." I hesitated, and quickly reached out to shake her hand, and then I wrote in the notebook: "Hello, my name is Du Fan, just call me Xiao Fan." The girl seemed to have heard that I couldn't speak beforehand, so she wasn't too surprised, and said with a smile: "Okay, Xiao Fan, I will teach you how to use our work disk in a while, and the files in it are classified."

Ma Xiaosheng took me through the room again, and asked me to find Han Yexue to familiarize myself with the computer.Although Han Yexue is a woman, she has a lively personality and is not too reserved. She often pats my back with me.But I am not used to such intimate physical contact, I always dodge it, whenever I get flustered, she starts to make fun of me for being a man and being shy.Although I complained in my heart that she was too MAN, but due to the inconvenience of my tongue, I couldn't reply.But my work finally got off to a good start, because they knew that I couldn't speak, so they didn't arrange for me to go to the printing room outside for direct service. At the beginning, they always gave me some disks from customers and asked me to save and print them.Later, Ma Xiaosheng felt that the profit of printing was not as high as that of retouching and rendering, so he bought some plug-ins and resource libraries, and asked Han Yexue and I to study how to retouch pictures faster and more efficiently.Ma Xiaosheng is sociable, articulate, and has a good relationship with the surrounding stores. Sometimes he even took Han Yexue and me to other stores that provide rendering services to learn related techniques.

In fact, our boss, Ma Xiaosheng, is also a half-time monk in this line of work, and he is not very professional. Therefore, we all learn and improve together a lot of the time.The first month passed quickly in a busy way.Due to the good geographical location and the large number of customers, although the printing room is newly opened, the business is not bad.As a small employee in a printing room, I didn't expect a great salary.But when I had just worked for three days, Ma Xiaosheng gave me an envelope. I opened it and roughly squeezed it. The money was quite generous. I couldn't believe my salary was so much.He shrugged his eyebrows: "6000 yuan, you take it slowly. The basic salary I gave you Zhang Yexue is the same, 4000 yuan. The remaining 2000 yuan is for dividends and return of principal."

I can't understand what it means.Ma Xiaosheng continued: "When I opened this store, Ms. Jiang gave me funding. At that time, we agreed that part of the money she gave would be the principal of the cooperation. I would always pay her dividends, and the other part would be borrowed from me. I would Pay her back slowly. Later, she called me to arrange for you to come to work, and she said that I would just give you her dividends and rebates. Now the printing room has just opened, and I can’t pay too much money, so I just I'll give you two thousand first. When you first came here, you needed money to rent a house and buy things. Is this enough? If you are really in trouble, I can pay you more."

The house I am renting now is in the outskirts of the city, but commuting to and from get off work is more troublesome, and the price is only about 800 yuan.After receiving my salary, I wondered if I should go to the hospital during my break on Wednesday.I don’t know what’s going on with my body. Ever since I had abdominal pain and vomiting in Dr. Du’s car, I’ve been having trouble with both ends for three days. Also vomiting acid water, sometimes accompanied by diarrhea.Sometimes the pain is sore and itchy all over the body. When it happens, my eyes will be dizzy, my blood pressure will rise and my heart will beat faster, but my body will become cold, as if I have fallen into an ice cave all of a sudden, and my mind will feel dizzy. Fainting, when it is severe, you can't even tell the direction, and your eyes are blurred.Therefore, in addition to normal work, all the rest of my time is used for cooking, eating, sleeping and resting.But the body is not good at all.Originally, I didn't want to go to the hospital. Apart from worrying about not having a document, I was also afraid that the thing I was wearing would be discovered.It's just that the frequency of this disease is getting higher and higher recently, and I'm afraid that if I don't go to the hospital anymore, it will affect my current work.And the thing I was wearing was still locked tightly, and I still couldn't think of a way to open it, I just hoped that the electromagnetic lock would run out of power soon and fail.

One Saturday night, another clerk, Xiao Yuan, and I were on duty.Because our main customers are students, Saturday night is a leisure time, and few students come to print homework.I was adjusting the rendering model inside, when I heard the voice of Xiao Yuan greeting customers outside, he handed me a mobile disk after a while: "Xiao Fan, there is a real estate owner outside, and we need to modify a few renderings immediately for Type it out." I opened the picture file inside and looked at it, and the other party's general request was only to change the color tone and add some background, and I thought it could be done, so I agreed.Xiao Yuan said that the specific price needs to be discussed with the other party and I will evaluate all the details of the revision. I nodded and asked Xiao Yuan to invite the other party in.

The real estate owner is a middle-aged man with a shiny face, and he also brought a young female secretary.As soon as he sat down, he looked at me straight-eyed.I touched my face, there should be nothing on my face.But he touched my hand: "Mo Xiang, we haven't seen each other for a long time. Why are you out to work?"

I was startled, and quickly withdrew my hand. This person knows me? !I moved my chair back to distance myself from him.But he just stared at my face intently: "You have gained more flesh now than before, and you look even better." What does it matter to you whether I grow flesh or not?This guy knew at a glance that he was lustful and not a kind person.

The author has something to say: Gong Jun should appear again in two chapters. . .

☆、Man and dog

The real estate owner didn't notice my dodge, and smiled happily: "If the Xu family refuses to raise it now, you can come to me. Our 'relationship' was so good before." Xiao Yuan made tea and served Come over, heard that sentence, and said, "Xiaofan, did you know Boss Wang before?" I shook my head to deny it, but Boss Wang nodded repeatedly: "Of course we do. Why? Did you change your name, Mo Xiang?" He glanced at me thoughtfully. Since Xiao Yuan and his own female secretary were present, he couldn't go too far. He smacked his lips twice and finally began to discuss the modification requirements of the drawing.Boss Wang seems to be here temporarily for a meeting to solicit business, and found that the effect of the picture is a bit flawed, so he asked our store to rectify it.After negotiating the details and depth of the revision, Xiao Yuan went out to pull the price list. I didn't want to see this person for a minute, so I finished the revision for him as quickly as possible, and wanted to send him away as soon as possible.Before he left, he handed me a business card, and as soon as he left, I crumpled it up and threw it in the wastebasket.

In the next few days, I thought of the way he looked at me and felt uneasy.Especially when it was my turn to be on the night shift, I would huddle in the inner seat fully dressed.I finally managed to find a reliable job through my relationship, lived an independent life, and was able to meet different people and learn new things every day. I really like the current state of life, and I don’t want to create side effects.But the indistinct past of this young master Xu always hangs over my head like a haze, as if if I am not careful, I will be swallowed up by the "past" that I have never experienced at all.

This day, as usual, I took the bus home after work, carrying a bag of food and newly bought medicine in my hand.Because I didn't have a certificate, I couldn't go to the hospital for a comprehensive examination. I bought a lot of traditional Chinese medicine to regulate the stomach, but it still had little effect.When I got downstairs to the apartment, my mailbox was full.I opened the mailbox, and there was a large package of things sealed in a file bag.I took it home and took it apart and took a deep breath. It contained stacks of unsightly photos.The person in the photo is clearly me, naked and tied into various weird poses, being fucked mercilessly.There are still a few CDs, and I also know that there are not any good things in them.But I don't care, anyway, my similar photos have already been published by magazines in C City.It would be too harmless to threaten me with this.I picked up a small card with an ambiguous color below, and the surname Wang actually asked me to go to the sauna room the night after tomorrow.I'm not an idiot. Once this kind of thing happens once, there will be a second time, and it will be endless in the future.Even if he really exposed my photos in two batches and forced me to continue to change jobs and cities, it is impossible for me to be mentally retarded enough to use myself to fill this bottomless pit.Besides, I really have no memory of the past in the photos, so there is nothing to be ashamed of.

I rolled up the whole package and stuffed it on the top of the closet on tiptoe, thinking that one night I would burn it in the small square by the riverside.I unwrapped all the newly bought ingredients, and quickly cooked a dinner for myself, watching TV while cooking.Although my stomach hurts badly from time to time, it doesn't affect my appetite at all. A large plate of tomato scrambled eggs and a large bowl of braised pork soon bottomed out.I wiped my mouth and was about to clean up the dishes when the doorbell rang.I was taken aback, thinking that the boss surnamed Wang already knew my current address, so I couldn't help being a little scared.I live alone now. This building adopts the structure of one storey and two households. There are also a relatively large proportion of rented tenants. Neighbors hardly greet each other. The doors are closed when they go up the stairs, and no one knows anyone.If something really happened, no one would come to help.I took my mobile phone and went to the cat's eye. If someone really bad came to my door, I would call the police directly.But looking around, there was no one in the corridor outside the door, and the corridor was empty.Instead, I felt even more creepy. The doorbell just now was real.The ghost movies I had seen before came to my mind, and I had goosebumps all over my body.

I hurriedly turned on the lights in all the rooms, wrapped myself under the quilt in the bedroom, and listened carefully to the movement at the door.Sure enough, there was movement!There was a rustling sound at the door, as if something was rubbing against the iron door, and the iron sheet was slightly vibrated up and down and made a fluttering sound.I'm pretty sure there must be someone on my doorstep.

After a while, the sound of rubbing the door turned into an obvious thumping sound of hitting again and again. The force was not strong, but it felt like knocking open the door of my house with a stake.I couldn't hold it back any longer, wrapped myself in the quilt and touched the door again, took a deep breath, and looked out through the peephole, but this time there was still no one in front of the porch.I was lying on my stomach watching, when the iron door slammed again, as if it was hit by something.I gritted my teeth, fucked the balcony clothes drying pole in my hand, and opened the door at once.Something whimpered, then lay down on the outside of the iron gate and looked at me face to face.

This time I saw clearly, it turned out to be a big black dog.The black dog stood up on its hind legs, howled sadly, and slapped the iron screen on the door with its front paws.The neighborhood where I live also has some stray cats and dogs, most of them are ordinary hybrids, or abandoned dogs with obvious disabilities and diseases, but the big dog in front of me is a little thinner, and the luster of its fur is dull One point, it must be a famous dog.I don't know any famous dog breeds, but I can easily recognize it from its well-proportioned body and limbs and the characteristic distribution of black and white coat colors.Alas, yet another irresponsible owner throwing away his pet.I don't have any overflowing Madonna hearts, and I don't have the extra time and energy to take care of an unknown animal. I spread my hands to indicate that dinner was over, and then slammed the door.

The next day I was picked out of bed by dogs barking and door knocking.I went to open the door with dark circles under my eyes, and a middle-aged woman with a vegetable basket glared at me.As soon as she saw me, she was so angry that she said in a high voice: "402, do you know that children and old people in other people's homes still go to bed early in the morning? You don't want to keep a dog in your own home. Raise, what does it mean to keep in the corridor? As soon as someone passed by your door this morning, the dog kept barking, so loud that we could hear it on the sixth floor. When I came down, it was quite fierce, such a big dog The dog doesn’t even have a chain on it, so what if it bites someone?”

I rubbed my eyes, and looked to the ground, the black dog was sitting on the mat at the door of my house yesterday, flicking its tail, looking around, looking like a dedicated gatekeeper.I was suffering from being unable to speak, so I had to point to the dog and then to myself, and then shook my hand, indicating that the dog that barked early in the morning was really not my own.But through the screen door, the middle-aged woman couldn't see my gestures clearly.I had no choice but to open the door, and wanted to explain it to her again. When the black dog saw the door opened, it jumped up from the ground like a spring, and quickly jumped on my lap. Its two front paws were like human hands. Hugging my thigh, its black dog face was also attached to my body sensationally, rubbing and rubbing.It whimpered, licked my hand hanging beside me, and then left two sparkling hot tears!

This dog thinks I'm too innocent, and deliberately wants to discredit me to the end.Sure enough, the middle-aged woman began to preach again: "You have to be responsible for keeping a pet. If you leave the dog outside overnight, the dog will not be happy." I still want to fight and show that I have nothing to do with the whole thing .The dog was very good at observing words and expressions, and when it saw my face change, it immediately slid between my legs hard, passed me and ran into the room.It used its claws and feet together in a numb manner, and lay down under the sofa. No matter how much I grabbed its soft fur and dragged it, I couldn't pull it out again.

The middle-aged woman sighed at the door: "Forget it, you have to pay attention in the future. I put this dog toy in for you. I went home to make breakfast for the children. The young people nowadays are really..." I Finally, I used a mop to push the dog that was dead on the ground out from under the sofa.But it seemed to be determined to stay in my house, and it tried its best to stick to the floor. When I pushed it, it let out a loud scream like killing a dog.Now it's the morning work time, and the neighbors who pass by up and down can't help but send their exploring eyes to my house.

I took a breath and decided to close the door first before dealing with this big, rambunctious dog.When I walked to the door, I found a tattered plush parrot toy near the door.Is this the "dog toy" that aunt just said?I picked it up and looked at it. The red velvet was dirty, and there were tooth marks bitten by dogs everywhere. Several places had been torn, and the sponge inside had burst out.It was so dirty.I was about to throw this plush toy out when the dog that was pretending to be dead on the floor just jumped up, jumped up very skillfully, snatched the plush parrot from my hand, and quickly took the plush parrot in its mouth. The velvet parrot ran under the bed.

I wiped my face and looked at the clock on the wall helplessly. It was already 07:30.I live far from the printing room, and I'd be late for work if I didn't get dressed.I glared at the dog who was poking out half of its face from under the bed, and resentfully went to the bathroom to wash up.When I hurriedly changed into my work clothes and carried my bag to go out, when I went downstairs, I looked up and saw that the dog had already run to the balcony by itself, watching me leave with a smirk, still wagging its tail, as if sending me off Same.It also threw the tattered plush toy on the balcony.

While I was working, I imagined how my family was ruined by that godlike dog.It was so easy to wait until the end of working hours and was about to sneak away. A customer called the printing room angrily and asked why there was an error in the color cover design we customized the day before yesterday. I checked the computer and it was our fault. They The original that was sent was wrong.In fact, this kind of customer who is obviously at fault but wants to rely on us has seen it several times. Ma Xiaosheng grabbed the phone and argued with that person for a long time before he admitted his mistake and said that the price can be calculated separately, but he insisted on asking us today After the modification, retype and send it over.The customer is God. I saw that there were not too many revisions, so I patiently worked an extra two hours to complete the revisions.By the time I ran to the station it was dark, neon lights were flashing, and my stomach was already growling.I ordered three skewers of seafood blanching at a convenience supermarket, and saw that there were small packages of dog food on the shelf, so I bought a bag by accident.

Back home, as soon as I entered the door, I saw a pair of eyes like two light bulbs in the dark.The dog walked up to me and circled me a few times. I found two bowls, poured some dog food into one bowl, and poured clean water into the other bowl.The dog ate rudely, as if he hadn't had enough for a long time.After eating, I licked a few mouthfuls of water again.I sighed, poured some dog food for him, and then went to cook.Stray animals are also pitiful, people always have a little compassion, since it is fate to meet them, let's find an animal shelter on the weekend and send it there.

At night, I felt some abdominal pain again. After taking two painkillers, I covered my head and went to bed early.But the pain in my stomach is looming, and it can always drag me back to a waking state at the critical point when I was about to fall asleep. I don’t know how long it took, I heard the sound of some metal objects colliding in the room, and I don’t know what the dog is doing. ?I turned over and wanted to check the dog's condition, but when I turned over, I ran into a fluffy and soft thing. When I saw the dog, it was lying comfortably next to me.I reached out and stroked it twice to appease it, and the dog was very happy for me to smooth its fur, and lay obediently on its stomach without moving.But the strange voice rang twice again.It's not the sound a dog makes!what happened?Supporting my aching body, I sat up from the bed.

The author has something to say:

☆, good intentions

I listened to it for a while, and the metallic sound came from the balcony.I took off my slippers and ran to the balcony to have a look. It was terrible. There was mud rain in the sky, and it hit the metal baffle on the edge of the balcony, making a metallic tick-tock sound.It seems that tomorrow we will have to re-do the balcony again.I closed the doors and windows and went back to the room. The abdominal pain still lingered on my nerves. After thinking about it, I opened the drawer and took out a tablet of painkillers. I took out three pills and threw them into my mouth. I poured a glass of warm water and swallowed them down.

I lay on my back on the bed and slowly rubbed my belly with my hands, only to find that the black dog was also lying on its back in the same way, trying to rub my belly with its paws, but its paws couldn't reach my belly, so it just Can toss and turn in bed.I smiled in my heart, this stupid thing, I rub it because my stomach hurts, what can it learn?I couldn't bear to watch it struggle stupidly, so I kindly stretched out my hand and pressed it on its stomach to rub it gently. Who knew that after a little force, the dog whimpered loudly and avoided my touch. Lie down on my back.

The next morning, when the mud and rain were still falling, Ma Xiaosheng called us to inform us not to go to work.I am not feeling well, so I am happy to rest at home.The black dog didn't know what was going on, and lay down listlessly on the bed, showing no intention of getting up.I ignored it, got up to wash up by myself, opened the refrigerator to get juice, and as soon as I opened the refrigerator door, I instantly understood what was wrong with the black dog.All meat for a whole week, all gone!Ham sausages, eggs, part of the defrosted fish were all gone, as were cartons of fruit juice and carrots.I opened the freezer on the upper floor and took a look. Sure enough, more than half of it was missing, and the few boxes of hot pot meat rolls on the outermost side were gone.

I lay on the floor for a while, only to realize that there were a lot of things hidden behind the curtains: empty plastic casings for hot pot meat, wrapping paper for ham sausages, broken egg shells, and fruit juice with a big hole dug Box.I took the spatula and walked back to the bed.When the dog saw me walking over, he pulled the quilt twice first, buried his head in the quilt, only his buttocks were exposed, and his tail was tightly attached to the side of his body.I raised the spatula and hit the exposed part twice, and then hit the part under the quilt. It started crying in the quilt, but still didn't dare to come out.The gatekeeper didn't see it, but he learned how to steal!Why didn't its previous owner teach the dog how to be a dog?

After breakfast, I saw the dog was still lying under the quilt, and wondered if it was really uncomfortable.With so much food, I could eat it for a week, and it was stuffed into my stomach all day. I guess I felt uncomfortable last night because I was full.I lifted the quilt, and the dog looked at me pitifully without moving. When I turned it over, its stomach was really swollen.I fed it some of my own gastrointestinal medicine, but it still had no effect in the afternoon, and its energy became worse and worse. It began to cry long and short, and it didn't even drink water.I touched it and felt a little hot.

Seeing that the weather was gradually clearing up, I quickly rolled up my trousers and put on my rain boots, and went out to find a pet store with my black dog in my arms.The road was muddy, wet and slippery, and I had a hard time walking to the nearest pet store with a big dog on my side.The doctor at the pet store checked and said to me who was still rubbing mud at the door: "This dog is in a very bad condition. I suggest you send it to a professional pet hospital for examination immediately. It may be blocked by intestinal tract, and surgery is needed to solve it." I Surprised: This dog still needs surgery?How much does that cost.I am sick all over myself, so I did not enjoy this treatment.I made a gesture: how much is an operation?The doctor glanced up and thought for a while and said, "This pet surgery, back and forth, can't run away with more than 1 yuan."

So much money.I thought about it for a long time, and now I have no savings. Although I have the bank card given by Dr. Du, he kindly sent tens of thousands of yuan, so I don't want to be polite.But after all, it is not my money, not to mention that it is not my own emergency, but an emergency for someone else's dog, which is really difficult to reach out.

Seeing my perplexed look, the doctor looked me up and down again, cleared his throat and asked suspiciously: "Sir, is this dog really yours?" I suddenly raised my head and looked at him. .The doctor continued to glance at me and said: "This dog is of a good breed, and it looks like a purebred Springer. The owner of such an expensive dog must not care about spending 1 yuan for emergency medical treatment. Are you right? Master?"

I really am not.Since the owner of this black dog must be a rich man, he can naturally afford the operation fee.It's just that the black dog didn't have any collar or anything like that when it came.I thought about it, and wrote out the meaning to the doctor, asking him to help check if there is a chip on the dog's neck.The doctor took out the scanner and photographed the dog's nape, shaking his head.I had no choice but to leave the dog in the pet store for the time being, pay the inspection fee of 100 yuan, and go back to collect the remaining money at home by myself.

Looking at the mud prints on the mat at the door, I suddenly thought, isn't there a stuffed parrot on our balcony?The parrot was also brought over by the dog in its mouth, and there might be some owner's information on that parrot.Thinking of this, my spirit immediately cheered up, and I ran home and went to the balcony to have a look. The mud rain had already made a mess there, and the parrot was naturally not spared, it was covered with bits and pieces of mud, crooked. fell to the ground.I picked it up, shook it, and flipped it between my hands, and sure enough, I saw a necklace around the parrot's neck, with a delicate bronze medal attached to it.I wiped off the mud on it, only to see the word "Huo" and a mobile phone number written on it.

I am overjoyed, this must be the owner's message without a doubt.As long as you find the owner, not to mention the surgery fee, you can also get back the money for the part of the food that the black dog ate and the money for the dog food I bought!I happily sent a text message to that cell phone number: "I found a black springer here, please contact and claim it as soon as possible." Just a few seconds after sending it, my cell phone rang. I looked at the number, Sure enough, it belonged to the owner.It seems that the owner is impatient and can't wait to send text messages to communicate.I happily picked it up, and a cold male voice asked, "Hello. Is that dog holding a stuffed parrot?"

I nodded quickly, and by the way made a few "hmmmm" sounds with my voice.The other party seemed relieved when he heard my affirmative answer, and then said: "Send me the address, and I will drive over right away. I will definitely thank you with a lot of money." He seemed unwilling to talk to me, and hung up after speaking. phone.While texting him, I was secretly happy. The breed of dog is good, and the owner of the dog is indeed a rich man. I can tell from the voice that he must be handsome, and he is so generous. It seems that I am not only smart and witty in saving If you kill the dog, you can also make a fortune.Thinking that the dog is in poor health now, since the operation fee has already been settled, it is better to have the operation and see a doctor as soon as possible.I hastily pooled 2000 yuan from my home and sent it to a pet store. I asked the veterinarian to send the black dog to the veterinary hospital for surgery. I went back home and waited for the dog owner to come.

This wait is two hours.Finally, three Mercedes-Benz cars came downstairs from my house, one black and the other white, and they were very conspicuously parked downstairs.The license plate is from City C, no wonder it took two hours to arrive.But the person who got out of the car made me almost spit out my breakfast: Isn't this guy the man with the parrot who was beaten by me in a large shopping mall?As soon as I patted my head, I was really stupid. The parrot on the balcony was held by this man in his arms that day, but because the parrot was so dirty and dilapidated, I didn't associate the two together.If I had known it was his dog, I would never have had anything to do with it.

That guy's eyesight is very sharp, he noticed my sight at the window as soon as he got out of the car, and he glanced at me, as if surprised.Immediately, his face turned cold, and he looked at the surrounding environment with disgust. He didn't even want to walk up, so he clapped his hands twice.A few of his men came out of the white vehicle behind and entered the building, while the guy stayed where he was leaning against the vehicle, looking at a magnolia tree beside him intentionally or unintentionally.

It's just right that he doesn't come up, I'm just worried that he won't renege on the promised huge reward.His subordinates came up, and I was about to show them the note with the black dog's situation, but they didn't even read it, and asked directly, "Sir, where is that stuffed parrot toy?" I was stunned. After a while, he opened the door and pointed in the direction of the balcony.One of them quickly ran to the balcony of my house, picked up the muddy parrot, and ran back downstairs to report to his boss.I watched him leave a string of mud spots on the floor of my house in a very rude manner.

If the man's previous expression was cloudy and cloudy, when he received the broken parrot full of mud, it instantly turned into a twelve-level storm!He yelled directly at me downstairs, "How did you make my parrot like this?" Shame!The whole building must have heard it, and quite a few curious neighbors pushed the glass windows back.Conscience of heaven and earth, I didn't do this. The dog was already broken and dirty when it was picked up. At most, I didn't keep it well, and let it rain a layer of mud.But who would have thought that the owner would want such a broken dog toy back?

I was still thinking about it, he didn't know when he climbed four floors in one breath and appeared in front of me, he directly lifted my collar: "You are looking for death! If you don't want to live, just say it, I can still be happy Let me send you to heaven, break Lao Tzu's parrot, your life is over!" I thought to myself that the owner of the dog is really inferior, and the dog is a stealer, so the owner must not be a good thing.I kindly took that thief dog in for food and drink, and it stole a week's worth of food, and I paid for the medical expenses of the dog that was full of food, and now I might be beaten up by the dog's owner.I also grabbed the other party's collar politely, and he stared at each other.

Two of his men quickly dragged me away and pressed me to the ground.With a wave of his hand, he threw the parrot to another subordinate, staring at me sternly and said word by word: "Go and clean it up. If the parrot is damaged somewhere, I will let you get damaged somewhere too." bad."

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☆, foodie

This is absolutely impossible!There's nothing wrong with that parrot, okay?I shrank back unconsciously, lowered my head, and glanced at the string of muddy footprints stepped on the ground by him.Although it was said that he came by car, he obviously set out in a hurry. He didn't wear a mud-spatter outfit like other people I saw on the road today. His shiny leather shoes were stained with mud when he got off the car. There were also some mud spots splashed under the trousers.He noticed that I was looking at the mud spots on his shoes and trousers, maybe he is a very clean person, so he shook his trouser legs dissatisfied.

I went to the bathroom to find a plastic basin, rinsed it with clean water, and then started to wash the muddy stuffed parrot.When I picked up a washboard, he squinted dangerously at me, and I threw it away in favor of a natural hand scrub.I washed that stuffed parrot after changing the water four or five times