Lin Mu drove all the little monsters into the house early in the morning, and when Uncle De came, he carried all the goods that should be carried.
Uncle De entered the house, opened the pot, and found a large bowl of braised pork and two large bowls of millet porridge in the pot.
Uncle De was a little surprised. He took a bowl and divided half of the meat, and brought it to the door step with the porridge to sit and eat. Looking at the busy forest, he said, "Are you doing braised pork in the early morning?"
"Huh?" Lin Mu had a meal, realizing that the breakfast made by Little Ginseng today was braised pork, "Yeah, you have the strength to work when you are full."
Uncle De took a bite and boasted, "It's delicious!"
Lin Mu turned his head and glanced, and found that the ginseng baby squatting on the small balcony on the second floor had flushed cheeks, and the naked eye was happy.
The little ginseng doesn't understand the importance of human diet, and Uncle De doesn't mind the big bowl of shiny braised pork. He ate all of it, and even the soup was half a catty of millet porridge.
Uncle De went in and washed the dishes and came out, while Lin Mu was checking for the last time.
He glanced at the framed glass house in the forest yard and asked, "What kind of house are you doing?"
"Glass house, it's a good-looking greenhouse to grow vegetables and grow flowers." Lin Mu replied while checking, "Some flowers are delicate, and if you want to grow them, you have to get this thing."
Uncle De nodded suddenly, and when Lin Mu finished checking things, he opened the car door, paused, as if thinking of something, then turned to look at Lin Mu: "By the way, we heard that our village is going to be demolished, do you know?"
Lin Mu was taken aback, looked back at the small yard where he had lived for more than 20 years, and opened his mouth: "... When?"
Uncle De got into the car, and after hearing Lin Mu's question, he stuck his head out of the car window: "I don't know, I just heard."
Lin Mu nodded, watched Uncle De's truck leave, took a deep breath, and looked around the yard a little helplessly.
"Linmu Linmu!" The little ginseng ran out of the house, followed by Toffee, and hugged Lin Mu's thigh with open arms, "That human praised the braised pork for a good job!"
Lin Mu retracted his gaze, took a deep breath, and touched the head of the little ginseng: "Yeah, I'll try it too."
The little ginseng took Lin Mu's hand and walked into the house step by step.
When Lin Mu was eating, the little ginseng climbed up on the stool next to him, holding the tablet, a small face full of serious expression.
Lin Mu took a sip of porridge with the meat in his mouth. He glanced at the screen and said vaguely, "Sweet and sour pork ribs?"
"That's right!" The little ginseng raised the screen, "It said that Kuxia should eat something sour to appetize!"
Lin Mu looked at the sunlight that had become too blazing in just half an hour, raised his hand and touched the top of his head.
At the end of June, the weather was getting hotter and hotter, and even the occasional wind brought a heat wave, and when I touched it, I would sweat all over my body. There were several little monsters in the house, including himself, and the little Miaomiao on his head was unwilling. Head out.
When the weather gets hot, the ventilation rooms on the first floor of the house also have to be cooled down.
Thinking of this, Lin Mu felt that the weekend time was not enough.
He hurriedly finished breakfast, patted the little ginseng on the head, and licked the dog vigorously: "I have something to do today, you should pay attention to your own safety at home, if anyone comes, remember to hide."
The little ginseng replied softly.
Toffee tilted her head slightly and shook her ears to show that she knew.
Looking at the toffee, Lin Mu couldn't help holding the dog and took another sip, slapped it hard on its forehead, then carried the pot of cuckoo and pushed the little electric donkey away from the house.
Yan Xuanjing, who was kissed, was stunned for a long time, until a warm wind blew in from the wide-open door, and then he regained his senses, raised his paw and gently touched the place he was kissed.
Xiao Dixiu was fragrant.
It is the refreshing herbal fragrance of milk shower gel and Dixiu itself.
The tip of Yan Xuanjing's tail was slightly upturned, and the fluff on the tip of his ears rubbed by the wind caused a slight itch, which made him unable to restrain his ears.
Oops.
The vixen put down his paws, was silent for a while, and began to think about whether the old fox had enjoyed such treatment this week.
-If you enjoy it, find an old fox and shave him when he sleeps.
When Yan Xuanjing passed through human towns recently, he saw a lot of shaved dogs.
Ugly.
Perfect for that disrespectful fox.
The old fox, who was far away, felt a chill down his spine, and the hair all over his body exploded.
Which rubbish wants to plot against Lao Tzu!
Yan Gui raised his head alertly and looked around, but found no one.
He frowned, put the matter aside for the time being, jumped over the power grid of the resort, and followed the faint scent of the imperial house, bypassing the people coming and going to find it.
…
Lin Mu arrived at the gate of the community, said hello to the security guard, registered his name, and rode a small electric donkey to find the house of the big boss.
This is a well-known villa community in City A. The location is large and the price is very beautiful.
It is said that people living in this community are either rich or expensive.
Lin Mu doesn't know much about this. He only knows the house here. He has worked hard for several years and can't buy a loft.
He stopped outside a yard and rang the doorbell.
The courtyard door opened in response, Lin Mu found a corner that would not block the road, locked the little electric donkey, and carried the cuckoo into the courtyard.
It was a man in a nightgown who came to open the door.
This is one of Lin Mu's regular customers. His surname is Zhao. He is in his early 40s this year. He has taken over the family business.
I don’t have many hobbies, tossing flowers and plants is one of them, but because I am busy with work and clumsy about raising flowers, I am dying to raise him. Send it to him when it's budding.
"Uncle Zhao, I'll bring you the cuckoo." Lin Mu said.
"Okay, okay." Uncle Zhao looked at the cuckoo that Lin Mu was holding, and was very happy. He wanted to take over but he was afraid that he would be ruined by his clumsiness.
"I'll put it in the landscape room for you." Lin Mu said.
Uncle Zhao rubbed his hands together: "Okay!"
Lin Mu held the flower pot and put it in the big boss's landscape room.
The view room of the rich is not the same as the glass room of the poor man. The view room is divided into several rooms according to different needs. Each room has a constant temperature. Even if it is not this season, the view room is also There are still many flowers in bloom.
Lin Mu put Rhododendron in a suitable constant temperature room, and here he also saw a few pots of orchids and a few familiar peonies that he had sent to the big boss.
It was the first case red that he raised, and it was also requested by the big boss. It was notoriously easy to raise. It was delivered a while ago.
Uncle Zhao followed behind him, followed his gaze, and let out a dry "ah".
Lin Mu got a closer look and felt that he could still be saved.
By convention, every time Lin Mu came to deliver flowers, he would help the boss take care of the flowers for free, and this time was no exception.
Lin Mu slowly fiddled in the landscape room one by one, and Uncle Zhao followed behind him and learned to do it seriously.
This kind of scene is not unfamiliar, but Lin Mu doesn't think it's useless.
Anyway, the big boss went on a business trip and came back into the landscape room, and Bacheng forgot how to take care of these flowers and plants.
Lin Mu cut off the last flower branch, and as soon as he put down the tool, he caught the movement from the gate and said, "Uncle Zhao, I seem to hear the doorbell."
The landscape room was far from the house and the gate, and Uncle Zhao didn't hear anything.
"Then I'll take a look." Uncle Zhao felt that he must remember how to take care of these flowers and plants this time, so he opened the door of the landscape room and went straight to the door.
Lin Mu also followed behind him and left by the way.
Uncle Zhao opened the door, and a figure blew in like the wind. He was in a hurry, and he said, "Old Zhao, Lao Zhao, quickly help me transfer my painting, the old man is coming over to confiscate it!"
Uncle Zhao was stunned for two seconds, but did not respond to the person who rushed in. Instead, he turned his head and glanced at Lin Mu, then withdrew his gaze and winked at the person who rushed in.
The man followed his gaze towards Lin Mu and was stunned for a moment.
Lin Mu was also stunned. He looked at the man for a while, then looked at Uncle Zhao again, nodded to the two, and said calmly, "Then I'll go first."
Lin Mu walked out of the yard under the silent gaze of the two of them, and left on a small electric donkey.
After he left, the two middle-aged men in the yard looked at each other, and then looked at each other with a headache.
"No, why didn't you tell me Xiaomu here?" Lin Hongsheng was the first to speak.
Uncle Zhao, who didn't take the blame, snorted coldly: "Oh, it's Xiaomu now, and I haven't seen you take care of him for so many years."
Lin Hongsheng got stuck, took out a cigarette, lit it, and whispered, "How can I, this old man will stare at him every day after he retires."
"Hmph, coward." Uncle Zhao scolded, "The two brothers are not as bold as a little girl, and they are not promising!"
Lin Hongsheng took a deep breath, but did not refute.
Of the three Lin family, Lin Xueji, the second eldest, was indeed the most courageous.
Mr. Lin has a strong desire to control.
The eldest brother Lin Hongkuo had excellent physical fitness at the time. He was selected by the national team to play sports, but his leg was directly interrupted by the old man, and he went to study business with his head pressed.
The third brother, Lin Hongsheng, has been attached to his sister since he was a child and likes to paint. The older brother and sister took the money from the part-time job to provide for the younger brother to learn how to paint. When the old man found out, the three children were beaten and kneeled for one night. Lin Hongsheng went into politics with his head pressed.
The second sister Lin Xueji was the one who resisted to the end. Once her hobby of fiddling with flowers and plants was suppressed, she would have to fight with Mr. Lin once.
The children of the Lin family have never had pocket money, but Lin Hongkuo has a flexible mind. He borrowed some money from his classmates to start a small business, and saved pocket money to support himself and his younger brother's hobbies.
The eldest brother feels that he is out of play, but the younger brothers and sisters can fight for it.
As a result, Lin Xueji was taken out by his biological father in high school and went out several times in social situations, and was about to be engaged.
After finishing college, I didn't plan to take a business degree at all. I followed my mentor to the field every day, arranged a few blind dates and slipped a few times. I ran and ran and came back with a child.
And then no more.
The two brothers of the Lin family didn't even see their sisters for the last time, let alone the funeral.
Every time the brothers wanted to visit their nephew, they had to do it secretly.
"What's the point of your life?" Uncle Zhao asked.
"It's not interesting, just wait for the old man to leave." Lin Hongsheng smoked a cigarette and sighed, "Okay, don't talk about it, if you have such a father, you won't be any better than me."
Uncle Zhao stopped talking, turned his head and helped Lin Hongsheng move all the paintings collected in his house into his house.
Lin Mu left the community, stopped on the side of the road for a while, took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Teacher Tan, asking him if Uncle Zhao was a client he introduced.
The reply from there was very quick, and they said they didn't know each other.
But when Uncle Zhao found him at first, he said that it was introduced by Mr. Tan.
Lin Mu took a deep breath and pursed his lips tightly, feeling rather complicated.
The person who seemed to have a good relationship with Uncle Zhao was his little uncle, Lin Hongsheng, according to his kinship.
Lin Mu remembered Uncle Zhao's reaction, and looked at Teacher Tan's reply on the phone.
He is not stupid, and when it comes to this, he will naturally not fail to understand who introduced Uncle Zhao who has always taken care of his business—or even said that he was asked to take more care of him.
Lin Mu couldn't understand.
When my mother left, in addition to my grandfather, the two uncles were stingy even when they showed up.
What a good guy here now.
"… "
So annoying.
Lin Mu put the phone in his pocket again, stopped thinking about it, and rode his little electric donkey back home.
Lin Mu was in a bad mood.
Several little monsters in the yard squatted with Toffee. After watching Lin Mu greet them very calmly, they went upstairs with a blank face, looked at each other, and finally pushed Toffee to the ground. Foremost.
The ginseng doll encouraged him in a milky voice: "Go on toffee, I will use you for a thousand days!"
The potato essence, who looks like a teenager, is very strict: "I watched the video before, and people say that fluffy is a good medicine to heal emotions."
"Yes yes yes!"
"The trees are also half human."
Two mimosas sing one and the other.
Yan Xuanjing turned his head to glance at the four little monsters, and walked upstairs with their eagerly looking forward expressions.
Then he was ruthlessly locked out of his mother's studio by Lin Mu.
"… "
Toffee looked at the door that almost slapped his nose, was silent for two seconds, turned her head and walked downstairs.
It seems that the milk candy is useless.
Yan Xuanjing had to be called to come to the rescue.
The author has something to say: Toffee: I save myself.