Furry Feeding Diary

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The puppy returned to the villa again, he stared blankly at the car window, and looked back at Song Yanchu in confusion.

"Get out of the car."

"Where are you going?" asked the puppy.

"go home."

The puppy's heart stopped, and he looked into Song Yanchu's eyes in disbelief, until Song Yanchu's slender hands reached out and rubbed his hair.

Song Yanchu's fingertips went all the way down from the top of the puppy's hair to the end of the neck, and said softly: "The hair is a bit long, I will take you to cut it tomorrow."

"Why...go home?" the puppy asked tremblingly.

The little dog always speaks strangely and out of order, but Song Yanchu is easy to understand.

He smiled and said, "No reason, who made you meet me? I thought you were cute, so I abducted you home."

The puppy was still bewildered.

Song Yanchu was not in a hurry to let him understand. He took the documents in the back seat, which were the physical examination report made by the rescue center for the little homeless man. The results of the bone test showed that the little homeless man was about 22 years old this year.

Song Yanchu pinched the puppy's face, "It's 22, why are you so stupid."

The puppy didn't know why, and slowly huddled up in the passenger seat. Song Yanchu had been flipping through the documents, and the puppy rested his chin on Song Yanchu's arm, looking at Song Yanchu with twinkling round eyes.

"Your identity information still needs to be searched for. Tomorrow, I will take you to have your hair cut, buy some new clothes, and then take you to eat delicious food, okay?"

The puppy nodded immediately when he heard a "delicious".

Song Yanchu turned the puppy's head away, then held the puppy's wrist, and taught him how to open the car door. The puppy learned things very quickly, and he knew it all at once.

He looked at the opened car door in surprise, pulled it back, opened it again, pulled it back, opened it again, and after playing for the fourth time, Song Yanchu lifted him out.

The old drama repeats itself.

The puppy still refused to enter the house.

No matter whether Song Yanchu grabbed his collar or pinched his armpits with both hands, it was useless. The puppy's two soles seemed to be stained with 502 glue, and they were firmly against the door frame, "If you don't go in or go in, I'm right at the door."

"I won't hit you, why don't you go in?"

Seeing Song Yanchu's frowning eyebrows, the little dog trembled in fright.

"I'm at the door, I'm used to it," he said.

Song Yanchu simply waved his hands and entered the house. He put all the dog's things in the guest room, then turned to the kitchen to make lunch. There was chicken and fish in the refrigerator. After thinking about it, Song Yanchu decided to make braised chicken nuggets and steamed sea bass.

The door was not closed, Song Yanchu fried the chicken pieces twice, and when he turned his head, he saw the little stray dog ​​clawing at the door frame, sticking his head out, and staring at the pot eagerly.

Distressed and angry.

Song Yanchu really had nothing to do with him.

In the morning, I saw him sitting alone in the dormitory of the aid station, foolishly playing with the bone pillow, his clothes were robbed, his snacks were eaten, and he was beaten with several bruises. Save it for him, and when he heard the little tramp say "I'm sorry, I didn't protect your things", at that moment Song Yanchu's heart was soft and sour, and his desire to protect swelled to the point of losing his mind.

After he put the puppy in the car, he went back to the rescue center and had a fight with the bald leader who had snatched his clothes and looked proud. The officer said sharply, "Whose pocket did the fifteen thousand go into? Be careful."

He comes from a superior family background, and his family tradition is respectful. His elders always talked about being gentle, respectful and thrifty. Song Yanchu was 27 years old, and he had never had a fierce dispute with anyone, let alone take advantage of his privileges to threaten the other party condescendingly.

When he walked out of the rescue center, he was in a trance for a moment, thinking that he just had an out-of-body experience. When he looked up, he saw the little homeless man who was peeling glass.

He thought: It's strange, it's just a one-sided relationship, why can't he let it go?

Soon the food was ready, Song Yanchu waved to the puppy: "Come in and eat."

The puppy shrank back immediately.

Song Yanchu had no choice but to dig out a food box with compartments from the cabinet, and put the chicken nuggets and fish in separately. He also specially picked the meat with the least spines in the fish belly, which looked delicious.

"Here." Song Yanchu squatted down and put the food box on the puppy's lap, "Eat it."

The puppy looked at Song Yanchu flattered, Song Yanchu smiled helplessly, and put the chopsticks in the puppy's hand, "Those who don't know think I'm abusing children."

He went back and brought out a bowl of soup, "This is vegetable soup, you have to drink more, you can't just eat meat, do you hear me?"

The puppy nodded obediently.

"Here is the chicken bone." Song Yanchu put the wastebasket next to the puppy.

The puppy always looks like a starving ghost when eating, and keeps stuffing food into his mouth. Song Yanchu sometimes reminds him to eat fish, and sometimes reminds him to drink soup, which makes the puppy afraid to eat. Poor Xi Xi stared at Song Yanchu.

"Okay, okay, I won't bother you anymore." Song Yanchu helped him add soup, and then went back to the restaurant to eat by himself.

After the puppy finished eating, he stood guard at the door with the bowls and chopsticks in his hands. Song Yanchu said, "Just put it there, and I'll clean it up later."

He chewed slowly while reading the company's presentation, and the dog just watched him without moving.

The puppy thinks that the new owner is good-looking, he is simply the best-looking human being he has ever seen, and he never gets tired of looking at it no matter what.

After Song Yanchu finished eating, just as he wiped his mouth with a piece of tissue, the bowls and chopsticks on the table were snatched away by a small black shadow with lightning speed.

The little stray dog ​​put all the bowls and chopsticks into the sink, and was trying to turn on the faucet. Song Yanchu was stunned, and walked over, "Do you know how to wash dishes?"

The puppy nodded, then shook his head again, "I've seen it."

There was a well outside the old owner's house. After the tap was connected, he washed dishes by the well every day, and the puppy lay on the ground to watch.

Song Yanchu pointed to the dish soap, "Use this."

The puppy carefully pressed the pump head of the detergent, and the transparent condensate flowed down. The puppy was startled, and quickly caught it. Song Yanchu taught him to put the detergent in a bowl, and then use Rinse with a little water to get out the foam, then wipe the oil stains with a dishcloth, and finally rinse with water.

"That's fine."

Holding the first white and clean bowl, the puppy said happily: "I washed it!"

Song Yanchu chuckled lightly and said, "Well, it's really amazing."

Puppies want to wag their tails when they are praised.

In fact, there is a dishwasher at home, but Song Yanchu thought it would be good for the little homeless man to master some basic life skills. He continued to read the documents sent by his assistant, and the intermittent sound of water came from his ears. After a long time, the puppy finally Wash all the dishes.

Song Yanchu put down his phone and taught him how to put the dishes into the cupboard according to the size and specifications.

The puppy followed it carefully, and when Song Yanchu was about to help him wipe his hands after it was over, the puppy slipped out and sat on the steps again.

"..." Song Yanchu leaned against the door frame and looked at him.

The little dog didn't know where he was wrong, touched his pants, touched the cuff buttons, raised his buttocks and sat down again at a loss, Song Yanchu held the last bit of patience: "Come in."

The puppy doesn't move.

Song Yanchu turned around and left.

He went to the study to work, and after he was done, he lay on the bed for a while. When he woke up, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon. He tiptoed to the door. Together, although the weather has gotten warmer, it is still easy to catch cold when sleeping in the open air.

Song Yanchu tried to persuade him again, but it was still useless.

He sat directly next to the puppy, "You don't remember your name at all?"

The puppy was puzzled, he thought he had answered it?He has several names.

Xiao Huang, Wang Wang, and Pip.

"Have you been arrested... or imprisoned before?" Song Yanchu didn't know how to speak.

The puppy shook his head, he stood up suddenly, went down two steps, stood in front of Song Yanchu, and said solemnly: "Actually, I am a puppy."

After a moment of silence, Song Yanchu let out an "oh".

The puppy was surprised that Song Yanchu was not surprised at all.

As expected of the new owner, why is he so powerful, he doesn't even take such a miraculous thing seriously? He was shocked for two whole days when he woke up and found that he was reborn on a human body. Song Yanchu was so calm, which made the puppy admire Song Yanchu even more.

He squatted down and looked up at Song Yanchu.

Song Yanchu guessed that the little tramp might be born with mental retardation, and sighed: "Forget it, let's have dinner, I'll heat up the lunch dishes."

Tomorrow, I will take the puppy to do a brain function test and an intelligence test, and there are two more itineraries.

The puppy washed the dishes by himself after dinner, and Song Yanchu called him to stop after washing, "Go take a bath first."

The puppy was used to command-style conversations, and subconsciously stopped.

Song Yanchu took out a set of pajamas he bought for the little homeless man on the way off work yesterday, "Wash it yourself, will you? It's like washing dishes."

The puppy stood in the shower room, and Song Yanchu taught him what shampoo and shower gel were. The puppy flipped a switch, and cold water poured down on his head, turning the puppy into a drowned chicken. The puppy shook his head, feeling aggrieved. Looking at Song Yanchu.

Song Yanchu smiled and helped him wipe off the water around his eyes, "To the left is hot water, to the right is cold water, push to the left."

The puppy followed suit, and the water became much hotter.

"After washing, wipe it off with this, and then put on new clothes, you hear?"

The little dog nodded. The only human memory he had was the act of taking a bath. He expressed that he understood, and then took off his clothes in front of Song Yanchu.

Song Yanchu was stunned for a few seconds, then quickly left the bathroom.

Song Yanchu was born crooked, and he hasn't met anyone he likes for so many years. At first, he took the little homeless man home as a gesture of kindness, and he had no choice but to help him take a bath. Today, he suddenly looked up and saw a young same-sex body , still can't help but feel uncomfortable all over.

He began to think about how to deal with this matter next.

It was too simple to think before, this child really can't stay with him forever, he has to find a family for him.

Just as he was thinking, the sweet-smelling little guy came out of the bathroom, stepped on slippery slippers, trying to slip away from under Song Yanchu's nose, and Song Yanchu grabbed the puppy's pajamas by the back collar as soon as he stretched out his hand.

The puppy jumped up, but unfortunately he was no match for Song Yanchu in terms of size and strength. Song Yanchu easily put the puppy's two paws together, hugged him, threw him into the guest room, and closed the door .

The puppy rushed to the door and patted it.

Song Yanchu deliberately said harshly: "It's inside, don't run around."

The puppy whimpered.

Song Yanchu squeezed the space between his brows, and sighed wearily. After taking a shower, he entered the guest room and looked. The little homeless man was studying the soft quilt on the bed. When he heard the sound, he immediately withdrew his hand and huddled beside the bed to obey orders. .

Song Yanchu suddenly remembered, turned around and went to the porch to get the puppy's bone pillow, and put it in the puppy's arms.

"Hold this to sleep."

He poured a cup of tea and put it on the bedside table, leaned over and rubbed the puppy's head, and said patiently: "This is your home, don't be afraid."

The puppy hugged the bone pillow tightly.

Song Yanchu left the guest room and went back to his own room. He woke up in the middle of the night to pour water, only to find that the door of the guest room was open, the bed was as clean as new, and the puppy was not there.

Song Yanchu's anger quickly rose, he walked quickly to the door, and when he opened it, he saw the little homeless man leaning against the railing with a pillow in his arms.

The puppy was awakened by the sound of footsteps, stood up vigilantly, his back was arched, and he relaxed only when he saw that it was Song Yanchu.

"How many times do I need to say it? You can teach you how to wash the dishes and take a shower. How can it be so difficult for you to enter the door? What are you stubborn about?"

Song Yanchu raised the volume, the puppy was too frightened to speak.

"Do you like guarding the door so much? If so, I will send you to be a security guard tomorrow, and let you watch the gate as much as you want!"

Song Yanchu's tone was too harsh, reminding the puppy of what happened before he died.

The child's cannon exploded at his feet, and he yelled twice before being slapped several times by the master. The master's tone was also the same at that time.

The puppy thought: What did I do wrong?

He couldn't bear it anymore, and cried, "I didn't mean it, I'm sorry."

Song Yanchu regretted it immediately, his heartache began to spread, and he took a step forward.

The puppy wiped his tears and said: "I didn't mean not to go in. I have been outside all the time. For many years, I have never entered the house or slept in the bed. Sorry, I am afraid...don't hit me... "

Song Yanchu hugged him into his arms, his heart ached.

The puppy wept softly in Song Yanchu's arms, slowly relaxed, and finally burst into tears.

Song Yanchu stroked his hair and the back of his neck, and said softly: "It's my fault, don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

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感谢在2022-06-2801:14:39~2022-07-0100:13:19期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: silentwoman 1;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: Vanessa_Chan_little BO1;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: silentwoman, Doraemon's dream 1;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: one plus six is ​​equal to seven 4 bottles; a green onion fish 3 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!