I walk the career line in dog blood

The car drove more and more remote, and kept walking towards a later-built fishing village.

This is the most remote place An Yinong has ever seen since he came here. Both men and women are wearing clothes that they sewed themselves, cloth shoes, and even a few people's sleeves are of different colors, and traces of patches can be seen.

They wore bamboo hats, their faces were still tanned, and they would dodge when looking at their car, very restrained.

An Yinong also saw many boats with daily necessities hanging on the shore. Five or six-year-old children would run and jump between different boats, and occasionally one of them would fall into the water, which startled him, a passerby, but the child himself was wrong. It's the same thing, I got up quickly after swimming, and joined the playful team again.

Uncle Cai, the driver, was a little confused about the way. He stopped and asked passers-by how to get to 'Li Ji Fried Noodles'. As a result, 'Li Ji Fried Noodles' was not far away. It was a small and simple shop built with a few wooden boards.

"Master, here we are."

The car stopped, and An Yinong and the others got off, accompanied by a homeless man with dull eyes.Everyone around here looked at them with vigilance in their eyes.

"Well, may I ask..."

Zhang Wei stopped a person, and was about to ask, but saw the dark-skinned young man's eyes widen, and shouted outside: "Brother Da, Brother Da, Aunt Caihua is back!"

A tall and handsome young man ran over, his eyes turned red when he saw the homeless woman: "Mom?"

An Yinong noticed his accent, he should also be from Xingang.

The woman was still in a daze, but when she saw this young man, she finally got excited: "Da... Dazai..."

"It's me, mother."

There was a little commotion in the small noodle restaurant because of this incident, and those who came to eat came to see: "It's really Aunt Caihua, where has she been these past few months? I can't find it."

"We saw her in the harbor area. She was so pitiful, and she was bullied and beaten. Fortunately, my classmate said that she had seen her..." Zhang Wei and everyone talked about how they met her, and also Speaking of the great heroes.

These people looked at An Yinong, and he subconsciously backed away after receiving such attention.

At this time, the son of the homeless man had already known what happened through Zhang Wei's exaggerated description: "Is it Young Master He? Thank you for saving my mother. I owe you a favor, and I will definitely repay you in the future!"

His eyes were red, which made An Yinong feel embarrassed.

"Sure, other people will make the same choice. I have put the medical expenses paid by that person in her coat pocket. If possible, I will take your mother to the hospital for a checkup. I don't know if there is any injury."

An Yinong thought of the hero dog again: "By the way, there is also this little dog. Fortunately, it has been with me all the time, driving away many people with malicious intentions."

The dirty puppy jumped out of the car, circled around An Yinong, and was held and rubbed by him.

"Master, be careful." Uncle Cai was frightened, for fear that the puppy would bite his young master.

"It's okay, it's so cute."

"Yes." The young man looked at the puppy and the boy, "I don't know how to contact you, we will definitely thank you."

"You don't have to be so polite, it's easy." An Yinong stood up and handed the dog to him.

"I'm leaving, see you later." An Yinong waved his hands, and retired, "I will see you later."

Zhang Wei and the two also got into the car.

Seeing An Yinong get into the car and the car started to start, the young man took a step forward: "Master He, what's your name?"

"My name is He Tiantong."

An Yinong sent Zhang Wei and the two of them back home before heading home.

"By the way, Uncle Cai, let's go here. I want to buy a roast goose to take home." Thinking about the aroma of Luo Ji's roast goose, he went to buy a roast goose, chopped it up and put it in two foam boxes , the car filled with the smell of roast goose.

"Uncle Cai, don't tell them what happened today, I'm afraid they will worry."

"I know, master."

An Yinong leaned against the window, resting his face in one hand: "I thought that I could understand the voices of animals before, that's all. I didn't expect to be able to help you like this."

Suddenly, I felt that having these gold fingers was not a bad thing at all.

Ten minutes later, he entered the house with roast goose and a good mood.

The servants at home were preparing dinner, and He Chengjue, who was wearing silk pajamas, sat on the sofa and read the newspaper.

"Daddy, are you okay today?" He put down his bag, and went to greet Granny Lian again, "Grandma, I brought you a roast goose."

"It smells so good. It just so happens that I really want to eat roast goose recently." Granny Lian was overjoyed when she received the gift. It wasn't that she was really greedy for roast goose, it was mainly because of her intentions.

"Cough!" He Chengjue shook the newspaper, and glanced at An Yinong.

"Two copies are packed, one is just for you."

Only then did He Chengjue smile in satisfaction, but in the next second he pretended to be serious: "A Tong, I heard that you are not good at school again?"

An Yinong seemed to understand something, his smile was slightly suppressed: "Someone told you?"

"No, I just asked casually." Seeing that his expression was wrong, He Chengjue's voice became weak.

"Ha ha."

Afterwards, An Yinong's whole body was depressed, and he looked like he was in a terrible mood. He Chengjue was about to say something to him, but after seeing the situation, he didn't dare to say anything, so he went upstairs after eating in a hurry.

As soon as he went upstairs, An Yinong returned to normal within minutes, and seemed to be in a pretty good mood.

Granny Lian shook her head: "Father and son."

An Yinong also went upstairs, and before he opened the door, he heard the sound of chirping inside. When he opened the door, he saw a singing bird on the window sill.

"Are you here again?" I wanted to go home when I raised it before, but now I keep running this way after I got home, wouldn't its owner be worried?

The parrot turned its head and stretched out a paw: "Here, yours."

"..." The shape of this bird with one leg stretched out reminded him of a big man with one hairy foot stretched out for some reason, which was particularly hot-eyed.

"It's a letter again?"

He untied the small bottle on the parrot's feet, and these animals that understand the "heart voice", this little parrot, as well as the flower-headed parrot and the puppy that he met during the day, are all very human and have a high IQ.

It was really a reply letter from the parrot owner.

"Sorry to misunderstand you, thank you for taking care of 'thank you'. It is rarely so close to others. If it causes you trouble, you can be polite, lest 'thank you' get too far, it always does."

There is also a cursive uppercase English letter below: X.

"That's about the same." An Yinong smiled and put away the letter. He poked the parrot with his finger, "So your name is 'Thank you'. Who chose such an interesting name? Your master can change it if he knows his mistakes. not bad."

The parrot tilted its head, not knowing why.

"It's hard work for you to fly here and there to deliver letters, and I invite you to eat melon seeds."

An Yinong prepared a stack of melon seeds for the parrot, and took out the 'letter' to ponder.

At this point, in fact, he didn't need to reply to the letter, so he cut off this accidental contact, but he also encountered many things today, and he didn't seem to be so resistant to integrating into this world and establishing social relations with people in this world.

An Yinong took out a pen and wrote back: "Thank you for eating a lot of melon seeds here, I don't know if there is any hindrance. Actually, I was not very polite in replying to the letter before, I hope I didn't cause you any discomfort——H."

The parrot 'Thank you' left with a reply, and An Yinong suddenly became curious: "I don't know what kind of owner is 'Thank you', but the handwriting seems to be a person with great decision-making ability, and his pen is sharp."

Seeing words is like seeing people, he should be a person with a strong personality.

After seeing off the parrot, he went to wash up and go to bed. He was so tired today that he didn't even have the energy to do his homework.This painful thing can still drag on for a day.

Having said that, An Yinong still woke up early the next morning, and consciously opened his homework.

"The parrot didn't come over today. Maybe it won't come over in the future?" Looking at the still window sill, An Yinong felt a little regretful, then lowered his head and continued to do his homework.

Just such a small amount of homework, which he didn't pay attention to before, actually tortured him for a whole day.

At around six o'clock in the evening, An Yinong, who had eaten dinner, was packing his schoolbag when suddenly there was a beeping sound from the window.

"Jiujiu." The parrot appeared again, tapping on the door and window with its beak, with a small bottle hanging on its lap.

An Yinong grabbed a handful of melon seeds: "Are you here again?"

"'Thank you' is doing fine, the vet said he was depressed, but he's completely fine now, I guess that's not my fault. Sorry I'm not very good at dealing with people. 'Thank you' wants to keep bothering you, If it bothers me, I'll stop it. -X"

Looking at this little note, An Yinong could imagine a frustrated adult who was not good at communication and was often misunderstood by others.

"Social fear? But he said 'thank you' and will continue to bother, does that mean he will come again in the future?"

An Yinong picked up the pen, and now he has a strange mentality of 'Since I saw it, it seems unreasonable not to reply'.

Moreover, they are connected through a bird, and it is also because of a bird, which makes him feel that he has jumped out of reality, out of the plot, out of the story set by others.

If the plot world is a program, he is convinced that he is a Trojan horse virus, and the owner of this bird is a bug.

"I don't feel troubled. When I was a child, I always dreamed that an owl would come to me with a letter. Although I have changed to a different species now, I still feel very happy. From [-]:[-] to [-]:[-] in the evening, it is my free time. Help take care of 'thanks', nice to meet 'thanks' and you. -H"

The parrot returned to a villa area with the letter and flew into the study through a small window specially set up.

The owner of the study is working, 24 hours a day, eighteen hours a day, working or preparing for work.

"Are you back?" The man didn't have time to look at his pet until all the documents were signed.

Owning a pet is an accident, he himself does not want to keep any living thing, be it human or bird.But since it is raised, it cannot be completely ignored.

The parrot sticks out a foot.

"...You look like this." It's a bit hard to say.

The man took off the small bottle above, hesitating whether to open it or not.He has sent a lot of drift bottles, and no one has responded.At that time, he knew that often when he expected one thing to happen, that thing would not happen.

"Jiujiu." Open, what are you doing in a daze?

The man finally opened the vial, a small roll of paper fell out, and he unfolded it.

"Nice meeting 'me'?"

After 20 years, he no longer sent "drift bottles", but his pet found a special pen pal for him.