I can find treasures in my dreams

Wangzai, the summer pastoral dog, was busy all morning.

It made breakfast and then ate it, including a large bowl of preserved egg, lean meat and millet porridge, ten fried eggs, and three meat pies.

Next it started washing dishes.

This is Wangzi's favorite thing to do.

Open the door of the dishwasher, pat it with your dog's paw, and a plate or bowl jumps into the slot of the dishwasher.

The owner said that doing this can exercise precise control of strength.

Therefore, it works very seriously every time, and tilts its head from time to time to observe whether the placement of the plate is accurate.

soon.

The dishes are all put in the dishwasher.

Wangzai pressed the panel with his dog's paw and started the dishwasher, and a "buzzing" vibration sounded.

It didn't leave immediately, but stood there and watched until the dishwasher started spraying water.

"Woof!"

Wangzi shouted happily.

But the work is still not over.

It ran briskly to the utility room, bit a kettle with its dog's mouth, and went to the bathroom to drink half a bottle of water.

It came to the greenhouse on the first floor with a kettle in its mouth, and watered the plants in the greenhouse according to the owner's instructions.

Wangzi walked to the first green plant, tilted the dog's head, and the water in the kettle immediately flowed out.

"Wow~"

The sound of watering made her feel happy.

So it couldn't help but wag its tail a few times.

By the way.

The greenhouse was Yang Fan's special request, and Tianxing Agricultural Company spent money to renovate the greenhouse for him.

The company also applied to the relevant departments in the name of the laboratory to allow the villa to have electricity supply 24 hours a day.

So Yang Fan started using electrical appliances without worrying about power cuts.

This is it - leaning against a big tree to enjoy the shade.

After a while.

Wangzi walked to a strange plant.

The trunk of this plant was completely black, and the leaves also had a hint of black, looking like they were withered.

Wangzi felt that this thing was full of vitality, far more vigorous than other plants in the greenhouse.

"Woof!"

It put down the kettle and said hello to the black plant.

This isn't about being stupid.

Wangzai has a very wonderful intuition, and the black plants can hear their own calls.

Before yesterday.

This is not what the plant looks like.

Yesterday.

Wangzi saw with his own eyes that the owner took out a dark seed from nowhere and stuffed it into the soil next to the plant.

After one night, the plant completely changed its appearance.

At that time, the owner smiled and said: "Let me think about it... Well, let's call it 'Weather Tree'."

Wangzai watered the weather tree, walked around the tree again, observed it carefully, and then went to water the next plant.

Another moment passed.

Wangzai's dog ears suddenly moved and he turned his head to look in the direction of the door.

It heard the sound of car wheels rolling.

Wangzai knew without looking that this was the owner's female secretary, driving here to pick up the owner for work.

Since it came here, the female secretary has taken her owner to the company in the morning and brought him back after get off work.

"Woof! Woof!"

Wangzi raised his head and shouted a few times.

This is a reminder to the owner.

"knew!"

The master's voice drifted down.

Wangzai wagged his tail happily.

Thirty seconds passed.

Wangzai came to the door, tapped the door with his paw, and injected a force.

"Click!"

Just hear a soft sound.

The door slowly opened.

A pair of slender legs wrapped in black silk immediately caught its dog eyes.

It was Ling Shuiling.

Wangzi glanced at the slim legs, and his dog thought it was strange.

The temperature is so low in the morning, already below minus ten degrees. Don’t your legs feel cold like this?

It took a sneak peek at its dog legs and thought to itself: "My legs are covered with hair, and I will shake them when I go out."

"Wangzi!"

Ling Shuiling greeted warmly.

She patted the dog's head and said with a smile, "Why do you open the door for me every time?"

Wangzi waved his tail politely.

This Great Summer Pastoral Dog is also responsible for welcoming and seeing off guests in this villa.

Ling Shuiling took out a piece of ham and squatted down: "Wangzi, can you show me how to open the door?"

She saw several times when her boss ordered Wangzi to get something, and she knew that this dog was not generally smart.

Wangzi turned around without hesitation and gave her a slap in the face.

The master said, "You can't demonstrate your strength in front of outsiders, I won't show it to you!"

Ling Shuiling said "yo" and said with a smile: "Are you so arrogant?!"

The female secretary started to think about teasing the dog and said, "Wangzi, go on!"

She threw the ham sausage towards the dog's butt.

The next moment.

Ling Shuiling's eyes widened.

Wangzi quickly stepped forward, stretched out a hind leg and kicked back, hitting the ham sausage accurately.

The ham sausage drew an arc in the air and flew above Wangzai's dog's head.

Wangzi opened his mouth, bit into the ham sausage, and ran away.

Ling Shuiling was stunned for several seconds before she came back to her senses.

Oh My God!

This dog can also do kung fu? !

Just then.

There were footsteps on the stairs.

Yang Fan wore a down jacket and walked down from the second floor.

Nowadays, most people in Daxia dress like this, wearing down jackets in the morning and evening and short-sleeved clothes at noon.

Ling Shuiling showed a charming smile: "Minister, good morning!"

Her appearance is very beautiful, and with this smile, she has a feeling of "a smile that makes her look charming".

Yang Fan saw her from morning to night every day, and he was used to it. He replied calmly with one word: "Good morning!"

Ling Shuiling talked about the news: "There is a big news today. Our Daxia has quietly given birth to a second soldier..."

Before she finished speaking.

She heard her boss say "Huh".

The female secretary was stunned for a moment and asked: "What's wrong?"

Yang Fan did not answer, strode to the greenhouse on the first floor, pushed the door and walked in.

Ling Shuiling followed closely behind.

The female secretary saw her boss walk to a pot of black plants.

She looked up and down at the plants, only thinking that the color was strange, but there was nothing unusual.

"Woof!"

The dog barked.

Ling Shuiling looked back and found that Wangzai had followed her at some point.

She stretched out her right hand and tried to stroke the dog's head, which felt good.

But Wangzai was not willing to give in easily and quickly took a step back.

The female secretary puffed up her fair cheeks like a little girl, then took a step back and insisted on touching the dog's head.

Her hand had just moved when she suddenly heard a different sound.

"Sha! Sha!"

Ling Shuiling turned her head subconsciously and almost screamed in fright.

This black plant actually swayed slightly, and the branches and leaves rubbed against each other and made a sound.

If it were outdoors, it would not be strange for the trees to sway a few times.

But the problem is that this is a greenhouse, and there is no wind indoors. How could the plants sway?

The female secretary couldn't help asking, "Minister, what's going on?"

Yang Fan stared at the plant and answered casually, "A new variety cultivated in the past few days."

Ling Shuiling's lips moved, wanting to say something.

But she saw that her boss was focused, so she didn't say anything in the end.

You've only moved here for a few days, and the greenhouse has just been built. How can you come up with a new variety so quickly?

Judging from the strange phenomenon of the plant moving without wind, I'm afraid this is not an ordinary new variety.

It's amazing!

The female secretary secretly glanced at her boss's profile and felt that her boss was particularly handsome.

A few seconds later.

Yang Fan smiled: "It's done!"

Ling Shuiling looked at the black plant and blinked her beautiful eyes in confusion.

What does it mean?

What's done?

The female secretary asked: "Minister, what kind of plant is this?"

Yang Fan smiled and said: "This is the weather tree I cultivated. It has the miraculous effect of predicting the weather."

Ling Shuiling exclaimed "Ah", and her pretty face was full of disbelief.

Is it true?

A tree can also predict the weather?

Yang Fan said again: "In a few seconds, this weather tree should be able to make the first prediction."

Ling Shuiling was very skeptical.

Five seconds later.

"Rustle!"

The shaking sound suddenly became louder.

On the surface of each leaf of the weather tree, many tiny water droplets appeared out of thin air at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Ling Shuiling's beautiful eyes were about to pop out.

Yang Fan laughed: "It should rain this morning, and it looks like it will rain heavily."

The female secretary turned her head subconsciously and glanced out the window of the greenhouse.

The sky was blue and white, and it looked like the weather was quite good. Was it going to rain?