Wear it quickly! My mad dog-like host!

"Boom-boom-"

The wheels passed over the shock absorbers, and the van, which looked shiny on the outside but shabby on the inside, seemed to be falling apart, making a sound of metal friction.

Ning He, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was thrown into the air and his head hit the roof of the car, causing his eyes to blur and he uttered a series of curses.

"Ye Jixiang, do you know how to drive?!" He turned around and looked at the driver angrily, "Did you do this on purpose? Just to get back at me for eating an extra bun of yours this morning!"

"You remember it so clearly. It seems that you know you did something wrong." Ye Jixiang didn't even glance at him.

Ning He choked, moved his body and stopped talking.

The cloth bag around the waist bulged, and a brown squirrel popped its head out of the bag. It looked at him, then at her, with confusion in its eyes, and made a soft "chirp" sound, as if it was concerned about why the two of them were angry.

Ning He reached out and touched its head, complaining: "Huh, it's your sister Jixiang who is too stingy. I ate one more of her buns, and she's still mad at me."

Ye Jixiang, who was driving, said unhappily: "Are you sure I'm mad at you just because you ate one more of my buns?"

Ning He stopped talking. The real reason was that he brought a squirrel named "Fugui" in his arms to participate in the pet talent show to earn food.

But there is nothing he can do. He is destined to be short of money. Even if he can earn money, he can't keep it.

If he donates it to charity, he will get some blessings, but if he forces it to stay, there will definitely be disaster.

Originally, he could barely make ends meet, but ever since he had the little one in his arms, he had to tighten his belt. In the past month, he had been eating only rice, vegetables, and pickles, which made his face turn green.

But if you want a spiritual creature to follow you, you have to give it food, right?

The current situation is that the food the little guy wants to eat is too expensive and he really can't afford it. He happened to see that the reward for this talent show is what he wants to eat. The man and the mouse studied their phones for a long time and decided to participate in the competition.

Thinking of this, Ning He sighed, "Jixiang...when will you get rich? You can support me and Fugui."

When Fugui in its arms heard this, he turned his head and stared at Ye Jixiang, his eyes full of anticipation.

It will never be a slave unless it is provided with food and shelter!

It really loves this kind of life now, where it has no natural enemies, has someone to accompany it every day, doesn't have to look for food everywhere, and when it is hungry someone will bring food and water to its mouth!

Ye Jixiang's mouth twitched, "Didn't I give you more than 2,000 yuan before? Didn't you spend it all so quickly?"

"It's been almost two months, and I've been very frugal." Ning He frowned.

He didn't spend much money, but Fugui spent a lot. He had to eat something good every now and then, otherwise he would run to the mountains.

Ye Jixiang glanced at Fugui and said calmly: "Don't force anything, life won't be that bad."

Ning He choked again and turned to look out the car window.

A man wearing a fluorescent green jacket with reflective strips was standing in front of them, gesturing to them to slow down.

Ye Jixiang slowed down the car and drove into the parking area as they requested.

After getting off the bus, Ning He looked at the cars parked in the parking area and exclaimed, "Everyone who comes to this competition is so rich!"

Then he turned to Fugui who had climbed onto his shoulders and said, "Do you have the confidence to debut?"

Fugui rubbed his face with his paws, "Chijiji."

It tries its best.

After all, all it can do is express itself. It cannot guarantee whether others will vote for it or not, and there is no free meal ticket to send it to the peak of its life.

Ninghe had not yet reached the point where he and Fugui were in perfect sync, and he unilaterally believed that Fugui said he could do it. So he puffed out his chest and, with Ye Jixiang, who had a helpless look on his face, followed the signs on the road to find the location of the farmhouse in the village.

"Are you sure you've found the right place?" Ye Jixiang asked as he looked at the group of people squatting outside the farmhouse, eating from plastic lunch boxes.

Ning He did the same thing as Fugui, tilting his head slightly and sniffing the smell in the air, "What a domineering food aroma."

It stands to reason that even if the smell of cats and dogs is very small, with so many of them gathered together, the smell in the air should not be very good. But now not only is the odor smaller, the aroma of food in the air is even more prominent.

Upon closer observation, I discovered that next to every person eating there was a furry child working hard.

The two looked at each other and entered the farm house from the specially left path.

"Have you eaten?" an elderly lady asked when she saw the two of them.

They both shook their heads.

The old lady took out a stack of bills from her apron pocket and said, "The meal is ten yuan, two meat dishes and one vegetable dish. If you don't have enough rice, you can get more. Do you want to eat, kid?"

Ning He turned to look at Ye Jixiang with anticipation on his face.

He didn't want to, but he couldn't spare ten dollars.

Ye Jixiang took out his phone and scanned the code, "I want three."

Grandma: "One ticket per person." She looked at Fugui and said, "This child has to buy food over there. It's a bit expensive, but it's enough to keep him full."

Ye Jixiang and Ning He followed the old lady's gaze, and after seeing the appearance of those people clearly, they immediately showed expressions of astonishment.

Ye Jixiang suppressed his curiosity and bought two meal tickets from the old lady, then walked over there with Ning He.

"A meal ticket." Ning He said.

Peng Shuijuan: “Twenty, cash or scan code.”

She glanced at the squirrel on the other's shoulder, took out a bag of nuts from the counter, and gave him a few sweet and sour berries.

Ning He ignored the shock in his heart and asked after taking the nuts, "If you are not full, can I have more?"

This bag of nuts is quite heavy. Looking through the transparent packaging, the food inside is obviously not defective products specially used for feeding pets. Twenty yuan is really not expensive.

He was not the first person to ask this question. Peng Shuijuan answered calmly, "As long as you don't compete with it for food, it will not be hungry."

Ning He looked embarrassed when his thoughts were revealed.

Ye Jixiang, who was standing by, looked at Peng Shuijuan and the others, as well as the cats and dogs around them, and finally her eyes fell on Cong Ling who was looking at her motionlessly.

With his lips pursed and his brows slightly furrowed, this tabby cat looks at people with the same eyes as Fugui, and it is likely that he has also gained intelligence.

A woman full of resentment, a lifeless "living person", and an intelligent cat.

This combination is weird no matter how you look at it.

The two of them turned and walked towards the food area.

Ning He took out his phone and started tapping away: [Are we entering a den of thieves? Today is a good day to go out! ]

Ye Jixiang glanced at him. How could she know that, just as the weather forecast said there would be heavy rain today, the sky was still clear and there was no prelude to a rainstorm.

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