After saying goodbye to Sanders, Muller packed up his papers and prepared to return home. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Not far from Lake Harriet, Muller's deceased parents left him a two-story cottage, a small brown-and-red brick house, and three red oak trees surrounded by one person at the door.

The neighbour, Mrs. Lisander, was a sixty-year-old man who lived alone for more than thirty years, and several of her children lived in the city centre, and only came to visit her during the holidays. Mrs. Lisander's company was accompanied by two five-year-old Labradors, as well as a stray cat she had adopted.

After Mu Le returned from injury, he chatted with Mrs. Lisander and learned that Mu Le's parents immigrated to the United States 20 years ago, worked hard here for many years, and died in an accident a few years ago.

When Mulle got home, Mrs. Lisander was tending to the lawn, and the two Labradors were playing in the middle of the lawn, and from time to time they would run to Mrs. Lisander's side, and after Mrs. Lisander's petting twice, they would run and roll under the tree. The stray cat she adopted was lazily lying on the tree basking in the sun, and it could be seen that the two Labradors were a little afraid of it, and although they were fighting, they tried to avoid the branch where the kittens were napping. Probably out of the house for a long time, the brown-and-yellow striped kitten did not like to be close to people, except for Mrs. Lisander, who tried to touch it, but was almost scratched by the sharp claws, and from then on, like the two Labradors, he stayed away from it.

"Hello, Lady Lisander." Muller parked the car and came out to say hello to Mrs. Lisander. This is an old second-hand car, a gift from Mule's eighteenth birthday, which has been driven until now. You can see that he takes good care of the car, and the shell is polished like new.

"Hello boy, how is your new job today, I've heard about the new team in Minnesota and it's said they're doing badly."

"Yes, it's a new team, and the record is really not good." Muller walked over and took Mrs. Lisander's weeder, "Let me come, you should rest more." ”

Mrs. Lisander, without refusal, turned and went into the house to bring out two cups of coffee, and then sat down in a rocking chair in the courtyard. The two Labradors obediently followed Mrs. Lisander into the house, and when they saw her come out and sit down again, they snoozed on their side honestly, only their ears were still stirring from time to time, and they were evidently not asleep. "So, how about your new boss, the rich are more arrogant and not so easy to get along with."

After clearing the lawn, Muller sat down next to Mrs. Lisander, took a sip of his coffee, and said, "Actually, I haven't met my boss. My current boss is Mr. Sanders, he's the general manager of the team, you know, the father of the girl I saved. He knew I was injured and couldn't play anymore, so he recruited me to the team as a scout. “

Mrs. Lisander touched Labrador's head, "I don't know much about basketball, but I think you'll succeed boy, I know how hard you work." “

"Yes, I'll try to do it well, and this is an opportunity for me."

"So, come and eat with me today, I made soup, maybe we can make some chicken. Tell me what your team looks like, I'm starting to get a little curious about basketball......"