Do you also want to adopt Doro?

The small garden is located in a rather remote area, and almost no one comes here normally. Today, with the scorching sun, it's even less likely that anyone will come.

Doraemon arrived outside the garden following the route he remembered.

The freckled girl swayed along beside it.

As the freckled girl walked slowly, she noticed that the pink-haired little animal beside her didn't seem to be very good at picking up bottles.

That's understandable.

After all, it's just a small animal, not a human, so it's normal for it to be a little slow!

Therefore, the freckled girl took on most of the work while collecting bottles, and was covered in sweat after half an hour.

Finally, we arrived at the secluded little garden.

The freckled girl was so tired that she could no longer walk.

"Shall we take a break?"

Panting heavily, she brushed her sweat-dampened bangs to the side of her forehead and softly suggested to Doraemon.

The scorching heat was making even Doraemon suffer.

Its short fur was already soaked to the point of being like satin.

If only I could have a glass of ice-cold Oorunji juice right now...

That's absolutely wonderful!

Suddenly remembering the lemonade from the bubble tea shop, Duo Luo plopped down on the ground, smacking his lips as he tried to savor the taste.

Lemons, which resemble oranges, were eaten by Doraemon once.

I was tricked by someone (Huang Musong) into tasting it.

It tastes sour and not good.

but!

Lemon water, ice and sugar, one sip and it's refreshingly cool.

It's perfect for cooling off in the summer.

Perhaps because he hadn't eaten breakfast, his craving for lemonade made Doro's stomach rumble loudly.

Hunger seems to be contagious.

The freckled girl's stomach also started growling.

She was hungry and needed to eat, but unfortunately, she was short of money!

Her face flushed red from her tight financial situation, and she turned her face away in embarrassment, revealing a very ashamed reaction.

Sit on the ground for a few more seconds...

The hot red bricks made Doraemon jump up suddenly.

It stomped its feet in frustration.

With a stomp of his foot,

The chubby, chibi-style body trembled in unison.

Its comical appearance made the freckled girl giggle again...

After venting his anger on the floor tiles

Doraemon gradually remembered what it had come to do.

So, he immediately went into the small garden to look for the orange tree that he had planted with others before.

The orange tree is easy to find.

It found it quickly.

But the reality seems to be quite different from what I imagined...

How could this be?

Doro stared at the scene before him. His brain, which had just begun to become a little more agile, was already struggling to keep up. His gaze was dull, his pupils filled with a kind of "wisdom," and he was back to his usual dull self.

The cause that led to its confusion was

It was the very orange tree that he planted himself!

When I first got the Howling Whale Watering Can...

Doraemon kindly wanted Huang Musong to be able to eat fresh O-Runji every day.

Then it was sown directly in a single room in the basement.

That orange tree made the whole room stink, making it uninhabitable for the foreseeable future.

And then...

When Huang Musong tested the Howling Whale watering can, he used the first orange tree planted by the Doro as a control, sowing, watering, observing, and calculating.

The orange trees in the experimental group were planted around the first orange tree after transplantation.

Why is there only one fruit-bearing orange tree here right now?

Get closer to the orange tree

Doro circled the tree trunk, searching for the other trees.

Its seemingly stereotypical behavior gives it a naturally cute and innocent appearance.

The freckled girl didn't understand what was going on with Doraemon.

It keeps spinning in circles.

Mistakenly thought it was heat stress

The freckled girl hurriedly took out some scrap cardboard she had just picked up from the sack and used it to fan Doraemon.

A slight chill brought Doraemon back to his senses...

Stop moving immediately. It raises the corners of its mouth in a silly grin, using its expression to show that it's fine.

The freckled girl breathed a sigh of relief.

She also began to notice the orange tree standing in front of her.

In the south, the climate is suitable for plant growth, and all sorts of plants are planted along the streets.

Having grown up in the south, the freckled girl easily identified that this green tangerine was a wild tree!

The tree was laden with large, green-skinned oranges.

That color was so striking that it immediately stimulated her salivary glands. She swallowed hard, and after a brief moment of stunned silence, she vaguely understood something.

"Such a silly little cutie..."

Head bowed, whispered, a sly smile.

The spots were covered by a rosy glow.

The freckled girl squatted down and gently stroked Doraemon's head.

At this moment, Doraemon had so much to say.

It was eager to ask the other party immediately: Are orange trees things that disappear on their own?

How come there's only one orange tree left of the one I planted with someone else...?

I wanted to ask but held back.

Doro planned to lie and say that the tree in front of him, which was full of green oranges, was an unclaimed wild tree.

Wild trees, unwanted by anyone, belong to whoever finds them first.

Doro is preparing to take the green orange for himself!

As something "found," the green orange should naturally be considered a "surprise" and belong to the young lady.

He kept what he wanted to say to himself...

Doro started picking on his own.

Seeing its indifferent reaction, devoid of any remorse or surprise, the freckled girl became even more certain that this green tangerine tree was definitely cultivated by Duoluo. Hmm... it could also have been planted by that young man from yesterday, but in any case, it couldn't be a purely wild tree.

Thinking of this, she remained silent.

The freckled girl helped Doraemon pick green oranges.

Wild trees, unattended, grow solely thanks to the power of the Howling Whale Watering Can.

The entire sapling only yielded a mere ten-odd kilograms of fruit.

After picking all the fruit, Doraemon held the last one, Orunji, and skillfully peeled off its skin with great anticipation.

Oh Runji...

Oh Runji...

He was muttering to himself.

Doro broke the plump orange covered with white hairs into two equal segments.

"Here you go~"

He shared half of the oranges with the girl.

The freckled girl took the orange, but didn't eat it; she just watched, suppressing a laugh.

Finally, Doraemon put a small segment of orange into his mouth...

"Giggle~"

The freckled girl then burst out laughing.

As for Doraemon, it was as if it were staring at Medusa from Western mythology, and the entire little beast froze from head to toe.

acid!

It tastes bad, but I can't bear to waste it.

Because Doraemon knew that the sour taste of the yo-yo was because it was too fresh, not bad.

It gritted its teeth and swallowed the mouthful of sour water.

"hey-hey……"

After eating the sour orange, Doro scratched his head and grinned foolishly.

It continued to silently eat the remaining segments of orange.

Seeing this, the freckled girl abandoned her plan to throw away the sour oranges, feeling embarrassed to waste them.

Acidity means it's rich in vitamins!

She convinced herself of this.

Like Doraemon, I gritted my teeth and forced myself to swallow the sour oranges.

One man and one beast

Like taking medicine,

They finished off the entire Ohrunji.

But what to do with the remaining sour oranges?

Doraemon's initial idea was to surprise the other person with the Orenji he had personally planted.

Now it feels embarrassed to let the other person eat all the sour oranges by themselves.

Thinking about replying to Runji...

Before Doraemon could even speak, how could the freckled girl not know what the little guy was thinking? With a gentle smile, she pointed into the distance, towards the nearby vegetable market.

"Let's set up our stall over there before noon."

The freckled girl cleared her throat and continued, "Selling oranges at a stall, it's not hard to sell more than ten kilograms. The price is cheap, so there will definitely be customers."

Setting up a stall?

Great!

Doraemon jumped and skipped with joy.

Although selling sour-tasting Oorunji is a bit unethical.

But humans are intelligent!

Green-skinned 'Orunji' (a type of lemon), any human can tell it'll be sour just by looking at it. Knowing it's sour and still buying it, that's not unreasonable, is it? Besides, someone (Huang Musong) said that sour lemons can be used as a condiment. Sour 'Orunji' can be used too...

With those thoughts in mind, his short legs took steps.

Doro mustered all his strength, carried a bag of sour oranges, and set off!

The freckled girl followed closely behind.

She continued to walk slowly and unsteadily.

Unlike before, she was in a pretty good mood this time.

.........

An hour later, in the morning, before 10 o'clock.

The sour oranges that Doraemon and the freckled girl set up together at their stall sold out completely.

Green tangerines are selling surprisingly well!

In recent years, orange tangerines have become ubiquitous in the market, and people are tired of them. Green tangerines are not only not sweet, but also very sour, making them a rarer commodity with a larger market.

Coupled with its low price,

Selling for 3 yuan per kilogram, in the capital city, it's practically free.

The product sold out two hours earlier than the freckled girl had expected.

I bought over ten kilograms of meat and made a net profit of 47 yuan, all paid via WeChat.

She planned to find a place to exchange the money for Doraemon.

After all, the oranges belong to the Doraemon family, and humans shouldn't take advantage of a small animal.

but,

Doro had no intention of making that money!

It picked up the sack...

Say goodbye quickly.

He immediately quickened his pace and hurried toward the basement.

The freckled girl couldn't keep up with its speed at all.

And I haven't even converted the money in my WeChat account into cash yet...

In the end, she could only watch Doraemon leave, and the freckled girl silently went to work at the small restaurant alone.

"Hmm! I'll definitely repay this favor next time we meet."

"Fifty dollars isn't a small amount..."

She muttered to herself as she walked.

If this amount of money were any more, it would be equivalent to a day's wages!