"Dingding, dingding—" At half past six in the morning, the alarm clock in the shape of a dog at the bedside rang non-stop.

A big hand stretched out the quilt, skillfully pressed the alarm clock, and turned over with the two-meter-long dog doll in his arms.

"Hmm...... Good morning, dog. Good morning, Xi Shi ......" Fusheng, who opened his eyes, kissed the doll in his arms in a dumb voice, and the long arm fished out another doll that was about to fall under the bed, and he also hugged and kissed before getting up.

In the spacious and tailor-made bathroom, a dog timer is fixed to the sink.

Fusheng squeezed the toothpaste, patted the timer, bared his big teeth and began to brush his teeth seriously.

"Dingding-ding-"

When the five minutes are up, brush your teeth, rinse your mouth and wash your face.

Slowly unscrewed the "baby cream" given to him by Miss Qingqing on the washstand, Fusheng dotted five points on his face according to his previous experience, and then rubbed his face and wiped it off.

Exercising on an empty stomach with the fitness equipment in the room for ten minutes, then putting on headphones and carrying an mp3, Fusheng went out from the back door of the main building, running around the entire perimeter of the mountaintop, while checking whether there were any small animals in the mountains running through the fence into the manor.

Fusheng was running, followed by several young dogs, sticking out their tongues and running wildly together.

"Monkey! Annoying, three grams of oil, Andy! ”

For more than ten years, Fusheng has not overcome the bird language that makes him embarrassed, but he has not given up because of his diligence and studiousness, and he listens to conversations every morning to learn. Although many times it is remembered in the morning, it is forgotten after lunch.

"Grandpa, monkey!"

Running all the way back to the small kitchen for breakfast, Fusheng just saw Charlie Butler and greeted him with a "new learning" conversation.

“I’m fine. Thank yOU.”

"Grandpa, you forgot that there is still 'Ander'!" Fusheng waited, waited, didn't wait for the second half of Charlie's housekeeper's sentence, and squeezed his caterpillar-like thick eyebrows to correct.

"Oh~ I'm sorry. Grandpa is old and doesn't remember many things, thank you Fusheng for the reminder. It seems that Fusheng has learned very well, and he can point out his grandfather's mistakes, and he has made great progress, which is great! ”

Fusheng smiled as brightly as a flower, puffed his chest and said proudly: "Grandpa is not very old! Fusheng will work very hard to learn, grandpa is wrong, Fusheng will change! ”

"Then grandpa will thank Fusheng first, eat an osmanthus cake sweet mouth first."

"Is this a reward?" Fusheng stared at the osmanthus cake that should not have appeared on the table, even if the osmanthus cake was not as big as his two fingers, he was still looking forward to it.

"Of course, it's not just a reward, it's also our little secret, to be eaten secretly." Butler Charlie winked at Fusheng as he spoke.

"Good! Eat secretly! Fusheng's voice was as loud as a bell, which not only made Charlie butler laugh, but the people working in the small kitchen also covered their mouths and laughed quietly.

Two pots of dense and thick fish fillet porridge, a dozen cages of refreshments, eight meat buns the size of the palm of an adult man, and two large plates of vegetable salad. Today, Fusheng's appetite is average, and he only eats about six minutes before finishing work.

He carefully carried a small piece of osmanthus cake back to his room, and did not eat it, but took a bath and changed his clothes and walked with it to the garden.

According to the garden planning and design of the garden there is a hundred-year-old osmanthus tree, this is autumn, the flowers of the tree have already competed to open, the fragrance wafts all over the manor, the tree is covered with a light layer of gold, very beautiful.

Fusheng wiped the stone chair under the osmanthus tree with his hand, sat down and whispered to himself, then lifted the baby's osmanthus cake, took a small sip, and then sipped a little...... It wasn't until the osmanthus cake had only a little tail left that he panicked and apologized: "Fusheng didn't mean it!" ”

He stood up and walked to the tree and squatted, "I ate more today, and I will definitely eat less next time, it's not that Fusheng is unfair, it's careless......"

As he spoke, he dug up the soil, carefully burying the little osmanthus cake that was left in a small pit and recovering it with scattered flowers and leaves.

This osmanthus tree is the favorite place for puppy couples to play, Ruan Jiaojiao couldn't bear them to leave the house, so she left them under the tree, and a colorful and cute sign was erected on the side - puppy home.

Fusheng never felt that his good friends had left him, because every year told him that they had just turned back into seeds, and as long as he watered and fertilized, one day his good friends would sprout and grow again and return to everyone.

Every day, he watered according to the gardener's instructions and fertilized his favorite food. It's just that he didn't know that after he left, the gardener in the garden would secretly take out the food that was not suitable for burying in the soil, make it into fertilizer, and then give it to the osmanthus tree.

Everyone in the family has a beautiful vision of protecting Fusheng, and at the same time, they are also protecting themselves. After a few years or more than ten years, I have seen the puppy husband and wife more times than my family, so why don't you want them to really come back.

With his ID card and travel card, and his backpack, Fusheng waved goodbye to Charlie's housekeeper and the guards guarding the door, walked down the mountain road, and found the minibus stop to wait.

Fusheng's holidays are very unpretentious, except for eating and drinking.

The minibus driver has been running this route for more than ten years, and he has seen the impressive Fusheng nine times in total. At the beginning, he still rode with people, and there was a person in the back, except for the first two times he was scared, and then he knew a little bit of the inside story, and nothing happened.

There are not many passengers on this line, and Fusheng bends down to the last row after getting on the bus, ready to sit in the center as before, and one person sits in two seats, and will not be squeezed in front.

It's just that it's not suitable today, because there are already two young people in flower shirts sitting in the center, which makes Fusheng very distressed.

There are really very few passengers on this section of the line, because this is a wealthy area, everyone has a private car, few will choose to take a minibus, most of the passengers are nanny employees who work in the rich area, or come to see the relatives of these employees.

At this time, in addition to Fusheng and these two young people, there were only four people sitting in the car, an old man, two grandmothers, and a young and beautiful female student.

Fusheng wore sunglasses and used his majestic body to block the two young men, blocking the two people sitting side by side. He frowned, racking his brains as he pondered what to say when he asked them to change seats.

"Boom-"

I don't know which of the two people let out an extremely loud swallowing sound, which was particularly clear in the carriage that was originally moving at a fast speed, but now moving smoothly and slowly.

"Bang-"

The wheels pressed over the stones on the road and tossed slightly, and a sharp knife fell from the bag of the two young men, which slid out five or six meters after colliding with the steps.