Non-Human Sub-district Office

Lin Mu drove all the little monsters into the house early in the morning, and when Uncle De came, he moved all the goods that should be moved up.

Uncle De entered the house, opened the pot, and found a large bowl of braised pork and two large bowls of millet porridge in the pot.

Uncle De was a little surprised. He took a bowl and divided out half of the meat. He brought it to the doorstep to eat together with the porridge. Looking at the busy trees, he said, "Do you want braised pork early in the morning?"

"Huh?" Lin Mu paused, realizing that the breakfast made by Little Ginseng today was braised pork, "Yeah, only when you're full can you work hard."

Uncle De took a bite and boasted, "It's delicious!"

Lin Mu turned his head and took a look, and found that the ginseng doll squatting on the small balcony on the second floor had flushed cheeks, and was obviously happy with the naked eye.

Little ginseng doesn't know what human beings are particular about diet, and Uncle De doesn't mind that big bowl of braised pork that is shiny with oil.

Uncle De went in to wash the dishes and came out, while Lin Mu was making a final check.

He glanced at the framed glass house in the wooded yard and asked, "What kind of house are you building?"

"The glass house is a good-looking shed for growing vegetables and flowers." Lin Mu replied while checking, "Some flowers are delicate, and if you want to grow them, you still have to get this thing."

Uncle De nodded suddenly, and waited until Lin Mu finished checking things, opened the car door, paused for a moment, as if thinking of something, turned to look at Lin Mu: "By the way, we heard that our village is about to be demolished, do you know?"

Lin Mu was taken aback, and looked back at the small courtyard where he had lived for more than 20 years, and opened his mouth: "...when?"

Uncle De got into the car. Hearing Lin Mu's question, he poked his head out of the car window: "I don't know, I just heard about it."

Lin Mu nodded, watched Uncle De's truck leave, took a deep breath, and looked around the yard in a daze.

"Ling Shu, Lin Shu!" Little Ginseng ran out of the house, followed by Toffee, and hugged Lin Shu's thigh with open arms, "That human praised the braised pork well!"

Lin Mu withdrew his gaze, took a deep breath, and patted Little Ginseng's head: "Yes, I want to try it too."

Little Ginseng held Lin Mu's hand, and walked into the house step by step.

Little Ginseng climbed onto the stool next to Lin Shu when he was eating, hugging the tablet, with a serious expression on his small face.

Lin Mu drank the porridge with the meat in his mouth, glanced at the screen, and said vaguely, "Sweet and sour pork ribs?"

"That's right!" Little Ginseng lifted up the screen, "It says that Ku Xia wants to eat something sour to appetize!"

Lin Mu looked outside at the sun that had become too hot in just half an hour, and raised his hand to touch the top of his head.

At the end of June, the weather is getting hotter and hotter. Even the occasional wind that passes by brings a wave of heat, and you will sweat all over your body when you touch it. The little monsters in the family, including himself, don't want the little Miao Miao on their heads. It popped up.

When the weather gets hot, the ventilated rooms on the first floor of the house also need to be cooled down.

Thinking of this, Lin Mu felt that there was not enough time on the weekend.

He hurriedly finished his breakfast, patted the little ginseng on the head, and squeezed the dog vigorously: "I have something to do today, so please stay safe at home, and remember to hide if anyone comes."

Little Ginseng softly replied yes.

Toffee tilted her head slightly, shaking her ears to show that she knew.

Lin Mu looked at Toffee, couldn't help but sucked the dog again, and gave it a hard smack on the forehead, then carried the pot of rhododendrons, pushed the little electric donkey and left the house.

Yan Xuanjing, who was kissed, was stunned for a long time, until a gust of warm wind came in from the wide-open door, he came back to his senses, raised his paw and lightly touched the place where he was kissed.

Little Dixiu smelled delicious.

It's the refreshing grassy fragrance of milk shower gel and Tixiu itself.

The tip of Yan Xuanjing's tail was slightly raised, and the fluff on the tips of his ears that had been brushed by the wind brought a slight itchiness, which made him couldn't help but press down his ears.

Oops.

The vixen lowered his paws and was silent for a while, thinking whether the old fox had enjoyed such treatment this week.

——If you have enjoyed it, find an old fox and shave his hair when he is sleeping.

When Yan Xuanjing passed by human towns recently, he often saw shaved dogs.

Ugly.

Perfect for that old and disrespectful fox.

The old fox who was far away in the field felt a chill down his spine, and his fur all over his body exploded.

What kind of trash wants to plot against Lao Tzu!

Yan Gui raised his head vigilantly and looked around, but he didn't notice anyone.

He frowned, put the matter aside for the time being, jumped over the power grid of the resort, followed the faint breath of the emperor's house, and walked around the people coming and going to find it.

……

Lin Mu arrived at the gate of the community, greeted the security guard, registered his name, and rode a small electric donkey to find the big boss's house.

This is a well-known villa complex in City A. The location is so large and the price is very beautiful.

It is said that the people living in this community are either rich or noble.

Lin Mu didn't know much about these things, he only knew about the house here, and he couldn't buy a penthouse after several years of hard work.

He stopped outside a yard and rang the doorbell.

The courtyard door opened at the sound, and Lin Mu found a corner that would not block the way, locked the little eDonkey, and carried Dujuan into the courtyard.

The person who opened the door was a casually dressed man in a nightgown.

This is one of Lin Mu's regular customers. His surname is Zhao. He is in his early forties this year. He took over the family business and is doing very well. He is quite powerful.

I don't have many hobbies, and tossing flowers and plants is one of them. It's just because I'm busy with work and clumsy about growing flowers. Send it to him when it's budding.

"Uncle Zhao, I'll give you the cuckoo." Lin Mu said.

"Okay, okay." Uncle Zhao looked at the cuckoo in Lin Mu's arms, and was very happy. He wanted to take over but was afraid that he would be clumsy and break it.

"I'll put it in the view room for you." Lin Mu said.

Uncle Zhao rubbed his hands together: "Good!"

Lin Mu held the flowerpot and put it in the landscape room of the big boss.

The view room of the rich is not the same as the glass room of the poor forest. There are several rooms in the view room according to different needs. Each room has a constant temperature. Even if it is not this season, the view room is also There are still many flowers blooming.

Lin Mu put Rhododendron in a suitable constant temperature room, where he also saw several pots of orchids and several familiar peonies that he had sent to the big boss before.

It was the first case he raised, and it was also requested by the big boss by name. It was notoriously easy to raise, and it was sent here a while ago. Now, seeing that the flowering period is over, it is wilting, and I can't help but feel a pain in my heart.

Uncle Zhao followed behind him, followed his gaze, and let out a dry "ah".

Lin Mu took a closer look and felt that he could still be saved.

According to the usual practice, every time Lin Mu came to deliver flowers, he would help the big boss take care of the flowers for free, and this time was no exception.

Lin Mu slowly fiddled with each other in the landscape room, and Uncle Zhao followed behind him and learned how to do it.

This kind of scene is no stranger, but Lin Mu doesn't think it's useful.

Anyway, the big boss went on a business trip and came back to enter the view room, and he probably forgot how to take care of these flowers and plants.

Lin Mu cut off the last flowering branch, and just put down the tool, he caught the movement from the gate and said, "Uncle Zhao, I think I heard the doorbell."

The view room is far away from the house and the gate, so Uncle Zhao didn't hear anything.

"Then I'll go and have a look." Uncle Zhao felt that he must have remembered how to take care of these flowers and plants this time, so he pushed open the door of the landscape room and went straight to the door.

Lin Mu also followed behind him and left by the way.

Uncle Zhao opened the door, and a figure came in like the wind. He looked anxious and said, "Old Zhao, Lao Zhao, quickly help me transfer my painting, the old man is coming to confiscate it!"

Uncle Zhao was stunned for two seconds, but he didn't respond to the person rushing in. Instead, he turned his head and glanced at Lin Shu, then looked away, and winked at the person rushing in.

The man followed his gaze to look at Lin Mu, and was stunned for a while.

Lin Mu was also stunned. He looked at the man for a while, then at Uncle Zhao, nodded to the two of them, and said calmly, "Then I'll go first."

Under the silent gaze of the two, Lin Mu walked out of the yard and rode away on a small electric donkey.

After he left, the two middle-aged men in the yard looked at each other, and then showed headaches in unison.

"No, why didn't you tell me that Xiaomu was here?" Lin Hongsheng spoke out first.

Uncle Zhao, who didn't blame him, snorted coldly: "Oh, he's called Xiaomu now, and I haven't seen you take care of him by yourself for so many years."

Lin Hongsheng got stuck, took out a cigarette and lit it, and muttered softly, "How can I, this old man has been staring at him every day since he retired."

"Hmph, you bastard." Uncle Zhao scolded, "The two brothers are less courageous and worthless than a little girl!"

Lin Hongsheng took a deep breath on his cigarette, but did not refute.

Of the three in the Lin family, it is true that Lin Xueji, the second child, is the most courageous.

Mr. Lin has a strong desire to control.

The eldest brother Lin Hongkuo had excellent physical fitness back then. He was selected by the national team and wanted to play sports, but was directly interrupted by the old man's leg and kicked off, and he went to study business with his head pressed down.

The third brother, Lin Hongsheng, has been attached to his elder sister since he was a child, and he likes to draw. The elder brother and sister used the money from part-time jobs to quietly pay for the younger brother to learn painting. When the old man found out, the three children were beaten and knelt down all night. Lin Hongsheng was forced to go into politics.

The second sister Lin Xueji was the one who resisted to the end, and every time her hobby of tinkering with flowers and plants was suppressed, she would have a fight with Mr. Lin.

The children of the Lin family never had pocket money, but Lin Hongkuo was quick-witted, so he borrowed some money from his classmates to start some small businesses, and saved pocket money to support himself and his younger brother's hobbies.

The eldest brother feels that he is out of action, but the younger siblings can fight for it.

As a result, Lin Xueji was taken out by her father in high school and was about to be engaged in several social occasions. She was so angry that she immediately changed the business volunteer that the old man indicated to fill in and went straight to botany.

After graduating from university, I didn't even plan to take another postgraduate study in business. I went out with my tutor every day, arranged for blind dates to go out a few times, and came back with a child after running.

Then there is no more.

The two brothers of the Lin family didn't even see their sister for the last time, let alone the funeral.

Every time the brothers wanted to visit their nephew, they had to secretly.

"What's the point of your life?" Uncle Zhao asked.

"It's nothing interesting, just wait for the old man to leave." Lin Hongsheng sighed, smoking a cigarette, "Okay, don't talk about it, if you have such a father, you will be no better than me."

Uncle Zhao stopped talking, and turned to help Lin Hongsheng move all the paintings in his house to his own home.

Lin Mu left the community, stopped on the side of the road for a while, took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Mr. Tan, asking him if he introduced Uncle Zhao as a client.

The reply over there came very quickly, saying that they didn't know each other.

But when Uncle Zhao approached him, he said that Mr. Tan introduced him.

Lin Mu took a deep breath, pursed his lips tightly, and felt a little complicated.

The person who seemed to have a good relationship with Uncle Zhao was his little uncle Lin Hongsheng according to his kinship.

Lin Mu remembered Uncle Zhao's reaction, and then looked at Teacher Tan's reply on the phone.

He is not stupid, when it comes to this, he will naturally not understand who introduced Uncle Zhao, who has been taking care of his business all this time—even who asked him to take care of him.

Lin Mu couldn't figure it out.

When my mother left, apart from the grandfather, the two uncles in the family were reluctant to even show up.

Now what kind of a good person is here.

"..."

So annoying.

Lin Mu put the mobile phone back into his pocket, stopped thinking about it, and rode his little electric donkey back home.

Lin Mu is in a bad mood.

A few little monsters in the yard squatted with Toffee, watched Lin Shu calmly greeted them, then went upstairs expressionlessly, looked at each other, and finally pushed Toffee to the ground. frontmost.

The ginseng doll cheered him up in a childish voice: "Come on, Toffee, I will use you to raise you for a thousand days!"

Potato Essence, who looks like a teenager, is very strict: "I watched the video before, and human beings say that fluffy is a good medicine to heal emotions."

"Yes yes yes!"

"Half of the trees are also humans."

The two mimosa trees sang together.

Yan Xuanjing turned his head to glance at the four little monsters, and walked upstairs under their expectant expressions.

Then Lin Shu ruthlessly locked him outside his mother's studio.

"..."

Toffee looked at the door that almost hit his nose, was silent for two seconds, turned around and walked downstairs.

It seems that toffee is useless.

You have to call Yan Xuanjing to come to the rescue.

The author has something to say: Toffee: I save myself.