Do you also want to adopt Doro?

Seeing that Duoluo was sitting there blankly, hesitating to pick up its chopsticks, Huang Musong vaguely understood what it was worried about.

I guess they're worried about not having enough money to pay the bill later?

Poor little guy...

They don't even have the means to eat a simple rice bowl.

Could it be that before this, Doro relied on scavenging garbage to fill its stomach every day? It must have suffered a lot.

Thinking of the scene of Duoluo picking up trash to eat, Huang Musong was silent for a moment, then raised his hand to rub his slightly sore nose, feeling a little sad.

Although my own daily meals aren't very good,

But it's much better than scavenging for food!

Besides, I reduced my food expenses to save money, not because I was really short of money for food.

And Doraemon is...

Realizing that hunger was a constant in Doraemon's life, Huang Musong's Adam's apple bobbed, and he immediately turned to the shopkeeper walking towards him and called out, "Another bottle of soda, please!"

Simultaneously scan the code to pay.

【Ding! 】

[Received 25 yuan via WeChat.]

An electronic announcement confirming successful payment played in the store.

Upon hearing the broadcast, Doro was stunned for a moment, as if a pause button had been pressed, before revealing an expression of disbelief.

"people."

"Did you just pay for the meal?"

His dirty little face was tilted high, his big eyes filled with disbelief. Doro looked at Huang Musong with pure and unadulterated worship.

25 yuan...

This person is not only tall and strong, but also very rich!

Tiny, sparkling stars appeared in Doraemon's pupils.

When faced with praise,

Huang Musong was very pleased with himself.

However, he didn't show his feelings on his face.

He put his phone back in his pocket.

Huang Musong rubbed Doraemon's head.

"Eat quickly."

"Rice bowls don't taste good if they're left out too long and they get cold."

After saying that, Huang Musong took the bowl of braised duck legs from the proprietress and personally went to the freezer next to him to take out a bottle of soda.

The duck legs smell delicious, they're fresh out of the pot and still steaming hot!

Doraemon was so hungry he kept swallowing his saliva.

Even though the bill had been paid, it still didn't dare to eat.

The rice bowl was purchased by Huang Musong.

Doro felt that since he had no money to repay the other party, he had no right or reason to eat food that did not belong to him.

So, struggling to suppress his craving, Doraemon hung his head dejectedly and said, "Human! You eat first. If there's any left over after you finish, I'll eat what you leave behind."

Doro closed his eyes tightly and pushed the plate toward Huang Musong.

It dared not open its eyes, for fear that if it opened its eyes and looked at the fragrant food for even a second longer, it might lose its appetite.

The proprietress next to them saw this and mistakenly thought that Duoluo was complaining about the cheapness of the rice bowl and was making excuses to avoid eating it.

The proprietress grinned, rolled her eyes, and snorted coldly, lowering her voice to say sarcastically, "Times have really changed! These days, pets actually dislike things that humans can eat? No wonder in some places, you can open a mala tang restaurant that feeds dogs."

These words were both frank and harsh.

Huang Musong was very unhappy with what he heard.

However, he could understand that the landlady had misunderstood Doraemon.

I didn't rush to explain to the proprietress.

Huang Musong picked up a spoon and quickly shoveled a couple of mouthfuls of rice into his mouth.

Then place the plate back in front of Doraemon.

"I'm full, it's your turn to eat."

Huang Musong said to Duoluo.

Doro was simple-minded and genuinely believed he was full. He was also extremely hungry and didn't think much of it, so Doro immediately began to devour his food.

Then, the rice spoon was used to stir the soup poured over the rice evenly.

Doro started eating heartily...

His mouth was stuffed full, and his cheeks bulged like inflated balloons. Doro was eating heartily, just like a hamster hoarding food for winter, not even bothering to wipe the meat soup from the corners of his mouth.

"Hao Hao Ci~"

Since coming into the real world, since developing self-awareness.

This is the first time Doraemon has ever tasted such delicious food!

It turns out that the food wasn't sour, but rather fragrant.

Sitting next to Doraemon, Huang Musong rested his chin on one hand and poured a drink for it with the other.

Glug glug...

The bubbles from the chilled cola caught Doraemon's attention.

"Coca Cola?"

Doro stammered out the four large characters on the beverage packaging.

In the past, when it was picking up trash, it often found Coca-Cola plastic bottles.

Doraemon knew that plastic bottles could be sold for money.

It just never drank the beverage that should have been in the plastic bottle.

Now I finally have a chance to drink a beverage!

tons... tons... tons...

Doro drank the entire glass of iced cola in big gulps.

The coolness went straight to my lungs, and the taste was sweet.

"Delicious!"

Doro let out a comfortable burp.

Perhaps it was the drink that whetted its appetite, but Doro suddenly felt even hungrier. Forgetting to talk to Huang Musong, it went from enjoying its meal to wolfing it down, taking a bite of rice with sauce and a bite of chicken leg.

Huang Musong sat quietly beside him, smiling.

I don't know why,

Just watching this cute pink-haired little beast next to me devour its food...

An indescribable sense of ease would then wash over Huang Musong.

Even he himself didn't realize that the corners of his usually tense mouth had already quietly turned up. The long-suppressed frustration had quietly dissipated in the simple act of companionship.

The feeling of being overwhelmed by stress vanished like clouds dispersing after a rainstorm!

Gradually, Huang Musong felt a little sad again and began to feel sympathy for Duoluo.

Judging from the way he ate in such a disheveled state, he could easily imagine the kind of miserable life that Doraemon had lived before he met him!

They were not enough to eat or wear.

While wandering the streets, they also had to dodge stray dogs.

Only at this moment can one sit safely in a super secure restaurant and enjoy delicious food.

For Doraemon, such a drastically different situation was nothing short of immense happiness!

Even the proprietress was stunned.

What?

It turns out this pink-haired little pet wasn't actually disgusted by the rice bowl...

It's so destitute that it doesn't dare to eat it at all!

After figuring out the situation, the proprietress was filled with shame and felt extremely guilty, her face flushed red.

She opened her mouth but then closed it again, unsure of what to say, and could only silently lower her head.

Not long after...

Doro finished the whole plate of rice with toppings.

The plates looked like they had been washed.

Doraemon wouldn't waste even a single grain of rice or a drop of soup.

As for the chicken and duck bones that he had finished eating, Doraemon wrapped them in toilet paper and stuffed them into his pockets for safekeeping.

Huang Musong was baffled by its strange behavior!

"you?"

He wanted to ask why they were collecting bones, wondering if they weren't full.

As a result, Doraemon spoke first, explaining embarrassedly, "The bones after you've finished eating are also very fragrant and edible! As for me, I don't know when I'll be able to eat again."

"I want to save the bones and soak them in water to drink; that would be very nutritious."

Hehe~.

Doro said this with great embarrassment.

Huang Musong had never thought of eating chicken bones by soaking them in water.

This is this...

How should we evaluate this?

Even the word "pitiful" isn't enough to describe Doraemon!

Huang Musong sighed with great regret.

Having misunderstood the landlady of Doraemon earlier, she now feels even more guilty and has the urge to jump off a building tonight to atone for her sins.

Taking a deep breath to calm herself, the proprietress approached Huang Musong and Duoluo, looking very apologetic: "I misspoke just now, young men, please don't mind. Next time, when you come to eat again, I'll give your pet a free meal!"

The proprietress's apology was truly sincere.

Doraemon, who was not good at communicating with humans, suddenly became flustered.

"Thank you, thank you."

Doro quickly stood up, stood on the chair, and bowed 90 degrees to the proprietress to express his gratitude.

At this moment, Doraemon was extremely happy, his face beaming with joy.

For no other reason than!

It was simply delighted that it could enjoy delicious food for free next time.

But it will never let the proprietress treat them for nothing.

After bowing, Doraemon stood up straight, facing the proprietress while pointing to the beverage bottle. "Auntie, there are many things like this where I live. I've collected them; they can be sold for money. I'll give you the money from selling them."

"Consider it payment for my next meal here!"

After saying this, Doraemon bowed deeply again, very politely.

Hearing these words, the proprietress was so distressed that her face broke open.

They relied on collecting bottles to exchange for food...

So pitiful!

The increasingly intense self-blame left the proprietress speechless.

As for Huang Musong, who was standing to the side, he had a puzzled look on his face and his thoughts gradually shifted to "The Rationality of Doraemon's Existence".

Doraemon is clearly a two-dimensional being.

The chibi-style appearance is completely out of place in the three-dimensional real world.

But the proprietress didn't find Doraemon's existence strange at all?

Huang Musong was confused!

It's strange enough that I can see Doraemon, but others can see him too. In the real world, I don't have a system, let alone any other cheat codes.

So what exactly happened with Doraemon's appearance...?

Huang Musong really doesn't understand.

never mind!

If I can't figure it out, I'll just stop thinking about it.

As long as Doraemon can exist reasonably in the real world and isn't captured for dissection and research, that's fine.

Shaking his head, Huang Musong looked at the proprietress and said, "Its name is Doraemon. To explain, it's not my pet, it's my friend."

"Friends? You mean, a 'partner' relationship?" The proprietress asked, somewhat surprised.

These days, many people keep pets, but few keep them as companions.

The proprietress didn't quite understand but expressed her respect.

On the other hand, Duoluo was moved by Huang Musong's words!

Its clear eyes were slightly red, its eyelashes trembled gently, and its lips unconsciously pursed and then relaxed. It lowered its head and took a soft breath. When it raised its face again, its eyes were already brimming with a thin layer of tears, and its voice was whimpering, on the verge of crying.

"Buddy...comrade..."

"Uh-huh."

"We are partners!"

With tears welling up in his eyes, Doraemon nodded vigorously, acknowledging his relationship with Huang Musong.