Shit shovel officer and his cat [Comprehensive British and American]

When Luo Xi received a call from Caponi's mansion informing her to apply for the job, she couldn't believe it. She was dismissed by the Colombo family half a month ago. She thought that Florence's well-established and respectable master would not accept her who had been dismissed. steward.

But her friend from Sicily told her that the new curator Caponi was a gentle gentleman, well educated and educated, and she could try it.

She sent her resume to Caponi a week ago, and she received a call from Caponi's home last night, informing her to go for an interview today.

She didn't know what kind of abilities the new curator had, but she knew that this big man had gained a firm foothold in Palazzo Vecchio in just one month, and his speech was even published in the newspaper.

She will work hard to get the job.

The person who opened the door was a boy about fifteen or sixteen years old. He had short brown and black hair, but he didn't take care of it well. Under the messy forehead hair was a pair of introverted and gloomy light gray-blue eyes. After Xi intersects, move away.

"follow me."

Luo Xi froze for a moment, "Yes."

He was dressed plainly, a linen shirt and black trousers, apparently new.

"Sir hasn't returned from Palazzo Vecchio yet, I will tell you about the relevant matters."

Xu Shi doesn't speak very often, the young man's speech is a little difficult, he often pauses for a second when he says a word, and then continues.

"There aren't many people in the mansion. It's just you and me. I'll take you to the kitchen first."

The boy led Luo Xi to identify the public rooms, kitchen, bathroom, living room, etc. of the mansion.

"Your job is to clean the mansion and receive guests or phone calls that you don't have time for. Don't go into the kitchen. You are used to cooking by yourself."

The footsteps of the two of them stepped on the stairs to the second floor very lightly. Luo Xi listened carefully to the boy's instructions, and gradually became confident in the job. Difficulty requirements, even the job content is very easy.

Perhaps, Mr. Phil is indeed as rumored, a man of knowledge but very friendly.

The boy showed Luo Xi the rest of the rooms and got acquainted with the mansion briefly.

"Can you join the job today?"

Rosie: "Yes."

Luo Xi also wanted to ask about the boy. He seemed to be serving the owner's house just like himself, but the clothes and temperament of the other party were different from those in the service industry.

But before he opened his mouth, a closed door on the left suddenly opened from inside, and some decorative vases, boxes and even more everyday things were thrown out of the room.

"Throw it all away!! Sally shouldn't have trusted him! Sally hates this room!! HATE!!!"

It was a very young and energetic girl's voice.

Luo Xi: Is it Professor Phil's daughter?

"There is another one. When the husband is away, the madam's order must be completed."

Husband... madam? ?

The boy ignored Luo Xi again, and he picked up the debris on the ground in silence. He stood at the door, looked at the people in the room through the open door, and lowered his head slightly: "Is there any order?"

This time the door was completely opened, and standing at the door was a girl wearing a white lace nightgown with a gloomy face. She seemed to hate the boy very much, and looked at him as if she was going to beat him up in the next second.

"hungry."

Luo Xi thought that this grumpy little lady would say something difficult, but she stared at the boy for a long time, and only said this.

"please wait."

The teenager threw the sundries into the trash can at the end of the corridor, "The trash can is cleaned every day, Madam likes to throw things."

Rosie: "...Okay."

The boy is not very old, he seems to be the same age as the little lady, but he calmly looks like an adult.

Except that he's a little slurred in his speech.

The pronunciation seems to be non-native.

"My name is Rosie Margaret, you can just call me Rosie."

The teenager opened the refrigerator and took out a plate of dessert. He frowned slightly, as if he didn't like the soft and sweet aroma of desserts. His nose was so sensitive that he could smell the aroma of a person's soul. For example, this Honest Mrs. Roche, she has killed.

"Jean Mapiste Grenouille, call him what you want."

Grenouille finished guiding Rosie, told her about her room, and went to the second floor with the plate.

The bedroom was empty, and things were thrown all over the floor. Grenouille went to the balcony, and sure enough, she saw Sally there.

She was attracted by the doll on the small coffee table on the balcony. It was a very ordinary blond doll, but she seemed to see it for the first time, and her eyes were full of novelty.

Since Sally was brought here by Hannibal a month ago, she has lost her temper almost every day, because she can always find things and smells that do not belong to her and Hannibal in this big house.

The kitten has a strong sense of territory, especially when she has just arrived in a strange new environment. She is eager to occupy this place, but this place once belonged to the former curator, and with the replacement of Professor Phil by Hannibal, the whole room smells like strangers .

The little girl's mental state almost exploded.

Sally's daily routine is: wake up and call Hannibal violently, and then patrol every corner of the museum like pushing a map, throwing away all the things that are contaminated with other people's smell, throwing away!

Like playing games, Sally is not tired of it.

The doll seemed old, but it was clean, and Sally had toys before, but they were mostly cat dolls, the first she had ever seen.

Maybe it was left by the daughter of the previous owner.

Where did his daughter go?I didn't even have time to take the doll with me.

Sally undid the doll's braids, brushed her back, and tied her in a high ponytail the way Hannibal combed her hair.

Sally seemed to have forgotten to eat dessert, and Grenouille stood there silently like an invisible person, waiting for Sally's order.

The boy is an idiot, an obedient idiot.

Sally hates nerds.

At around four o'clock in the evening, Hannibal came back.

"Why don't you change your clothes?"

Sally was still wearing the pajamas she had slept in last night, and she took off the skirt that Hannibal put on her in the morning after Hannibal left.

It was fine if Hannibal didn't mention it, but when he did, the kitten puffed up its cheeks angrily, and took Hannibal's hand to the bedroom.

"Cabinets! Sally wants to change the cabinets!"

The cabinet is an antique from the past, priceless, Sally can change it whenever she wants, and Hannibal really wants to change it. In terms of spoiling children, no one has won this shit shovel for the time being.

Hannibal stroked his cat and kissed Sally's little hand.

He took off his woolen suit jacket and loosened his dun tie. After leaving Baltimore, Hannibal thought Sally would be depressed for a while.

Perhaps, if she hadn't been separated, Sally would have been depressed for a while. After all, she left the place where she was born and lived for several years, and she also left Will, whom she once loved very much.

With Sally watching, Hannibal called the furniture store and asked for a new cabinet.

The kitten squealed happily.

Hannibal and Sally are family.

Will may have had his chance, but he missed it.

Dinner was still cooked by Hannibal.

Except for the changed environment and two more people in the mansion, the life of Sally and Hannibal is still the same as in Baltimore, without much change.

Hannibal still ordered several sets of jigsaw puzzles for his cat online. When Hannibal was cooking in the kitchen, Sally touched the cat's chin with the pieces on the table and worried.

If only Abigail was here.

"Sally, clear the table."

Drizzle sake to get rid of the fishy smell. Hannibal sometimes prefers the fishy smell of certain ingredients. Just like a lamb that is too nervous and afraid, the meat will secrete sourness after death, and the essence of the ingredients needs to be preserved occasionally.

Sally loves fishy food, but this dish is not suitable for fishy food. The main flavor is fresh. It took a long time for the kitten to get used to human food, and Hannibal knows the kitten's taste very well.

Hannibal sprinkled cilantro, thankfully Sally didn't hate cilantro.

Hannibal cleaned the cooking table, and he took everything seriously, so he was actually very free as a servant in Caponi's mansion. Rosie's existence was for others to see. As for Grenouille, he was Hannibal bought it from a human trafficker some time ago.

The source is very improper.

But no one knows, except Sally.

Hannibal turned around, Sally was still playing there, the table was as messy as it was before, and it was still messy now.

"Sally."

Hannibal held the plate in his hand.

"You should learn to share some things for me."

Sally didn't look up, she put a puzzle piece in its place, "Sally is very diligent, Sally wakes you up in the morning, helps you look after your house during the day, warms your bed at night, and masturbates for you Touch, Sally is awesome, there is nothing to share."

Hannibal didn't want to think about how Sally woke him up.

Even though he has a cell phone alarm, his cat prefers an artificial alarm.

The way Sally woke people up was brutal.

But, as Sally said, she worked hard.

You can't expect a cat to really do something for her shit-shoveling officer. In many cases, the shit-shoveling officer needs to play multiple roles, and Sally only needs to play one role, which is Hannibal's cat.

"So."

Hannibal gestured to Sally to look at the dinner in his hands, "Where are we having dinner tonight?"

Sally looked towards the bedroom on the second floor.

Hannibal narrowed his eyes slightly.

"That's disrespectful, Sally, and we're not alone in the family."

Sally blinked, and suddenly lay down on the dining table, "Then here it is, you clean it up, Hannibal."

Hannibal: ...

The puzzles were put into a box, and the box was given to Grenouille, who would put it in his study.

In addition to the chef, the Caponi mansion also has a small kitchen that can be used, and Hannibal gave Roxi the right to use the small kitchen.

Grenouille carried the puzzle and put it away in the study, and he went back to the small kitchen. Rosie had just come from the living room to prepare dinner for her and Grenouille.

"I'd like to know how your dinner was settled before I came."

Hannibal's culinary skills are not for everyone.

Grenouille: "Bread."

A teenager who has lived on bread until now. In fact, during the period when he was abducted, bread was a luxury, and most of the food he ate was expired food.

Hannibal saves him, but doesn't pay much attention to him.

Maybe.

With ingredients readily available, Roshi made a simple two-plate pasta dish, topped with tomato sauce.

Grenouille quietly watched her move, and took the fork handed by the other party, and the temperature of the other party was preserved on the handle of the fork.

He thought of the little lady, she never took the things he handed over with her hands, and she never handed things to him directly.

Rosie: "Madam and sir newlyweds? I mean, they don't look like they're in free love."

The age difference is huge, and in their social status, most of them are business marriages.

Although Professor Phil is full of charm, the attractiveness of mature men is sometimes more deadly than that of young people.

And Madam's appearance is exquisite, her temperament is outstanding, and she is from a good background at first glance. Those hands, maybe they have never done heavy work in this life.

Grenouille didn't answer Rosie's question, and Rosie thought it was a secret from the master's family, so he didn't ask any more questions.

In fact, Grenouille didn't know that he came to Caponi's mansion not long ago.

eight pm.

Hannibal, who had already left his position as a psychologist, no longer had the habit of arranging patient medical records and treatment notes in the study at night, so he changed this spare time to reading.

Reading is a good habit that Hannibal maintained both in childhood and as an adult.

And Sally also maintained her bad habit in Baltimore. At [-] o'clock in the evening, she played with her mobile phone under the covers, with the screen turned on at its brightest, showing the little girl's snow-white face and a pair of bright, energetic eyes.

Sally reconnected with Peter and told him about her move.

[Too many things happened, Sally almost became a stray cat (cat crying GIF)]

【Sally... I just found out about your uncle...】

[If you don't want to break up the relationship, just swallow everything you want to say! ! 】

[OK Sally, I don’t know anything, we are still good friends, oh my god, don’t let Mr. Stark know that I actually cover up criminals, but Sally, if you are in danger, you must contact me!Can you tell me where you are now? 】

Sally hugged her mobile phone and huddled under the quilt. She looked sideways at Hannibal who was reading a book by the bedside lamp. She was wearing a dark blue nightgown, holding a black book under the light. It was unpredictable and deep, and it was very quiet. He didn't look at his cat, but he noticed Sally's gaze, and he patted the cat's head with a free hand.

"what you want to say?"

Sally raised her little head and was very obedient, "How do you spell Florence?"

Hannibal looked at his cat and was silent for two seconds, "Did Coston teach you world geography?"

"Taught it, but Sally forgot."

"Before I left Baltimore, I gave you information about Florence."

Hannibal seemed serious.

He put down the book and frowned at Sally.

Stared at by the extremely serious eyes of the shoveler, Sally's confidence was instantly vented, and her eyes flickered: "I didn't see..."

"Sally actually remembers, but I'm not sure about a few letters..."

The kitten's guilty voice became lower and lower.

"You're too serious..."

Sally buried herself under the covers, revealing only her forehead and timid blue eyes.

But under the quilt, the kitten opened and closed its mouth silently and scolded Hannibal ten times.

Don't think that just because Sally likes you, you can just show your face #￥#%@%#￥#￥%... I hate it so much #@￥#...

The author has something to say: Will and Abigail will also appear hhhh and Grenouille are the protagonists of a movie. Who has seen it?It's just that the timeline was changed by the author_(:з」∠)_

The juvenile role is very important_(:з」∠)_