Sariel

Tang Yan walked slowly along the Zhongtaixiang Road. Both sides of the road were full of big-leaf holly, which was full of greenery.

Empty your mind, don't think about anything for now, let the depression in your heart dissipate before making sense.

Tang Yan thought it was a bicycle when a bell sounded behind him.Don't want to be a clown Great Dane, ran to stop in front of him, looked back at him.

Tang Yan knelt down to greet it: "Hi, hello."

The big dog leaned closer to smell his cheek.Tang Yan saw a name tag with a bell hanging on its pure white neck, and wrote "My name is Doraemon, and I live at No. 221 Bliss Road." There is also a word on the back: If I place an order, please take me home.There are delicious scones and donuts as thank you gifts.

Tang Yan smiled.

Fortunately, Bilis Road is not far from here, and it takes about 15 minutes to turn around the street and climb up the slope.

Tang Yan stood up, and the Great Dane wagged its tail and rubbed against his leg.Tang Yan laughed out loud and stroked its back: "You don't recognize life."

As soon as I got to the street corner, I saw a boy about ten years old rushing down the slope in a hurry.Seeing the big dog happily calling its name.

The big dog barked, flew over and threw the boy on the ground, licking his face.

The boy laughed and hugged and stroked its fur: "You went out to play by yourself again. Where did you go today? Did you meet any new friends?"

The big dog let out two whimpers, and the boy got up and walked over, tilting his head and looking at Tang Yan: "You are that new friend? Thank you for sending Doraemon back. But there are no scones and donuts today, but Mom made yogurt and fruit soup."

Tang Yan smiled and shook his head: "I was walking, and I was depressed, thanks to it. I treat you to an ice cream ball as a thank you."

The boy showed yearning: "My parents won't let me eat more after changing my teeth. Can you be more unhappy than this?"

"Maybe deeper."

"How deep is that? Only one ball a week?"

"Well, maybe only one a month."

"Ah, it's so miserable."

Tang Yan and he walked to the cold drink shop on the side of the slope, the boy cheered and ordered two flavors of mango and chocolate.

They sit on chairs outside the shop.The boy whined and took a bite, and the big dog put its front paws on his arm and licked his hand.

The boy laughed: "No, you can't eat it."

The big dog whined, and lay down at his feet, burying its face in its forelegs.

Tang Yan looked interestingly: "Why do you raise such a big dog?"

The boy was also distressed when he blinked: "It's not that big at the beginning."

The more Tang Yan thought about it, the more funny he felt: "Is it hard to take care of it?"

The boy nodded: "But there are many interesting things. My mother said that I have to take care of it myself, otherwise I won't talk about it."

Tang Yan nodded: "The Great Dane has a good personality and is also very smart. Although it is a bit bigger, it has a lot of cuteness."

The boy took it seriously: "Isn't it? What about you, you also have a dog?"

"No, I raise my son."

"Ah, how old is he? Is he also on summer vacation? What kind of dog does he like, or does he also like to eat ice cream?"

Tang Yan laughed: "He's only four months old, and he still can't eat ice cream."

"Ah, what a pity." The boy licked the ice cream ball regretfully, but blinked again, "Can I see him, can he talk? Can you let him play with me? I will let Doraemon Meng carried him to the garden. Although the cherries are gone, the peaches are about to ripen."

Tang Yan smiled and watched him eat his mouth full, and asked the boss for a napkin and handed it over: "I live in the next area, No. 120, Zhongtaixiang Road, welcome."

The boy has finished eating the mango flavor, and started to march towards the chocolate flavor: "Then I will come back after finishing my summer vacation homework in the morning, otherwise Mom will have to read all afternoon."

"Wow, so long?"

"No, it's like not stopping to take a breath. My father and I are afraid to provoke her." The boy shook his shoulders, raised his eyebrows and stared exaggeratedly.

"Hey, so unreasonable?" Tang Yan teased him.

"Isn't it?" The boy nodded deeply, "But Dad said that Mom's speaking so loudly shows that she is in good health. There are so many things to talk about, which shows that she is still young and has a superb memory. And she loves us deeply, so it is not Willing to let go of anything related to us."

Whoa, such interesting wisdom.

Tang Yan talked to him until the ice cream was finished.

The boy wiped his mouth clean: "Are you still depressed now?"

Tang Yan blinked: "It's much better."

The boy thought about it: "Tomorrow I will bring Doraemon to give you donuts. As long as there are donuts, there is nothing to be sad about."

"Isn't it ice cream?"

"That's right, let's add ice cream to it."

Tang Yan smiled and sent the little man and the big dog uphill to go home, making an appointment to leave the house tomorrow afternoon.Oh, there's Mom and Dad, and a Great Dane, and donuts and being unreasonable.

That is a home.

That is someone else's home.

Leisure time is over, back to real life.Presumably Ms. Tang Kong Zhenxian will not give up easily, a fierce battle is imminent.

Tang Yan sighed deeply, took out his mobile phone and contacted Secretary Huang to find a lawyer. There were some things that could not be done.

Tang Yan put his hands in his trouser pockets and walked home in a leisurely manner.

When he was about to arrive, he saw Chen Yue holding Xiao Bao standing in the shade of a tree in front of the door next door, talking with someone.

The opponent was almost two heads taller than Chen Yue.He has dark skin, bright eyes, and a neat, short crew cut.He looked like a young man who had just finished his military service, with a straight back and a different look.

He looked up and saw Tang Yan approaching, and greeted with a smile in his eyes: "Mr. Tang."

Tang Yan said: "No, I'm not a star, I don't sign."

The step taken by the other party was either taken back or put down, and Chen Yue burst out laughing: "Mr. Tang, he lives next door."

Tang Yan said, "Sorry." Then he took the initiative to take a step forward to shake his hand, "Hello, I'm Tang Yan."

The young man was a little at a loss, as if he was not used to shaking hands: "Hello, my name is Kedar Xiong."

"Nobita?" Tang Yan murmured. I saw Doraemon just now, but now I see Nobita?However, "Do you have a girlfriend named Shizuka?"

Chen Yue turned her head and covered her mouth, and Da Xiong smiled heartily: "Maybe next." But he was curious, "Do the screenwriters have excellent associations and imaginations?"

"I recommend elementary school students' essays and junior high school students' history answer sheets."

Da Xiong showed his neat teeth when he smiled, he really had a good appearance.

Chen Yue finally laughed enough: "Mr. Tang, he is the bear who has reached the other side. I just told him about you, and he likes your "Huan Shou Dao" the most."

Tang Yan hugged Xiaobao: "People like my "Desperate Way" more."

"I just like it." Da Xiong scratched his head in embarrassment, "A man should imitate Zhongqing's horse and trampling barbarians, a man should imitate Ziwen's meritorious service in a foreign land, An Nengjiu is between pen and inkstone old paper?"

Tang Yan snorted, "Okay, I'll sign it for you."

"No, no, I'm a neighbor, not a crazy groupie." Kida Xiong waved his hand, "If my father had told me that there is such a cute baby next door, I would have scrammed and lingered."

Tang Yan said: "Do you like children very much?"

"Ah, it's an angel."

"When they cry and cry, they instantly turn into demons."

"Uh, mother didn't say that."

Tang Yan laughed this time: "You are welcome to visit my house anytime."

Kedar Xiong said pleasantly: "It must be, please come to the humble house."

Tang Yan thought about it: "It is said that there will be delicious donuts and ice cream tomorrow."

Chen Yue cheered, and Tang Yan said again: "Introduce Doraemon to Nobita."

Kida Xiong laughed: "Really? Where is Shizuka?"

Tang Yan picked up Xiao Baolai: "There is a corner in this world waiting for those who want to find it."

Kedar Xiong laughed, and the phone rang in his pocket behind him, so he picked it up with a frowning face: "I really hate working overtime on holidays, it makes life hard to love."

"All bosses are the same." Tang Yan said goodbye to him, turned around and signaled Chen Yue to open the door.

Chen Yue took out his left and right pockets, blinked and laughed.Tang Yan had no choice but to let go of one hand and take the key to open the door and enter the house.

Yun Bihai will put down the phone and see them coming in: "Mr. Tang, just now a person who claims to be Butler Zhong called."

Tang Yan sneered: "What did you say?"

Yun Bihai thought about it: "I know that Mr. Tang is not here, please call back, nothing else." He said and passed a message.

Tang Yan took it and glanced at the number on it, narrowed his eyes and smiled, bowed his head and kissed Xiaobao, turned around and left.

Yun Bihai looked at the ball of paper he threw down by the trash can, and blinked.

Is there nothing else?No, no, that housekeeper Zhong asked a lot.

Life schedule, friendship status, diet structure, preferences and taboos, students including Xiaobao are also on the list.

Does Yun Bihai have a seller?

Good question, let's take a guess.

Clumsy Yue stretched out his hand and waved in front of his eyes: "Can you suffer from heat stroke even in the house?"

Yun Bihai slapped his paw away: "Stop being stupid, why come back a while later than usual?"

"Meet the handsome guy next door!" As soon as he said that, Zhu Yue immediately got excited, his eyes sparkled, "Yeah, you don't know that he looks even more handsome up close."

Yun Bihai raised his forehead: "The frequency of your falling in love at first sight will set a world record one day."

"I can't help it, I can't give up my natural beauty." Chen Xiaoyue giggled, "And this time it's none of my business, Mr. Tang personally invited him to eat delicious donuts tomorrow."

Donut?That's a ghost!

Yun Bihai smiled: "Don't use other people's names, this kind of words sound like your stupid Xiaoyue's style."

Clumsy Yue opened his mouth wide and screamed: "It's really not me!"

Yun Bihai laughed again, turned and left.Tuliu a certain fool was still making distinctions in the background.

Of course, Chen Xiaoyue was able to make amends the next day, because the handsome black-skinned and white-toothed guy next door came to the door, carrying a big bamboo basket.Gillian shell chocolate gift box, eight-inch cheese cake, raisin scones.

In addition, a cute ten-year-old boy brought a Harlequin Great Dane, a bag full of donuts, a bucket of ice cream, and some candy.

Stupid Xiaoyue has rolled to the grass under the garden tree with the big dog and child, Yun Bihai can only laugh and invite the wife who brought the little boy into the house.

"Jiaming just likes to mess around." The lady was in her thirties, with a round face and a very amiable smile, "We are interrupting."

Tang Yan took what was left in her hand: "It's our honor."

"Is this Mr. Tang's son? It's so cute." The wife praised him, then turned her head and shouted, "Zhang Jiaming, you are so itchy! Climb up a tree to be a demon, be careful of your father's slap!"

Yun Bihai hurried over to guard under the tree, worried about accidents.Kedar Xiong was tall and long-legged and caught the little boy, and the two of them winked and laughed.

Tang Yan hugged Xiaobao and pressed his lips: "Just come and play, why spend money."

Mrs. Zhang helped spread the plastic sheeting on the grass: "What I did at home is not a waste of money, not to mention that Mr. Tang found a good holiday place for this little bastard. I am too happy to be in time."

Tang Yan sat down and divided the cake plates and forks: "Jiaming is a lively child."

"His father is often away at work, and I hope he will be accompanied by older men to teach him a thing or two." Mrs. Zhang smiled, "I can't bear to send him to learn piano, painting, and taekwondo. He just needs to do his homework and listen to the lessons. Don’t expect to cultivate a great artist to enrich the conversation.”

Tang Yan couldn't help raising his eyes: "It's rare."

Mrs. Zhang said seriously: "It is shameless to impose one's own expectations on children. It is a different matter if the children raise their own expectations."

Tang Yan remembered what the little boy said yesterday and smiled, and couldn't help but bowed his head and kissed Xiaobao's cheek: "I benefited a lot."

Rich snacks and drinks will attract a group of children, big and small.Tang Yan looked at Zhang Jiaming's child, who was frustrated by Mrs. Zhang's obstruction because he repeatedly tried to feed cakes, biscuits, ice cream and other things to Xiaobao, and couldn't help but smiled while sipping his juice.

Yun Bihai sat beside him and said softly, "Mr. Tang, that Butler Zhong just called again yesterday."

Tang Yan snorted and picked up a candy and stuffed it into his mouth: "Unlucky."

Yun Bihai lowered his eyes and did not answer, Tang Yan licked his lips and laughed silently: "Whether there are not enough prisons or the law is not strict enough, there are always some people who don't want to see but always jump in front of you."

Yun Bihai watched him get up and leave to walk into the house, staring at the juice cup that was put aside, wondering what he was thinking.