12dz Chapter 268 Happy Puppy.
Chapter 268 Happy Puppy.
Grandma rode her electric tricycle home fully loaded with fresh vegetables and fruits.
Spring Breeze, who had just run out to pick someone up, sat happily in the back, grinning and sticking out its tongue, looking like a joyful little dog.
Grandma brought so many dishes that Yan Zhuoyu and Pei Weijin quickly stepped forward to help carry them into the house.
Ms. Jiang, full of energy, rolled up her sleeves and said, "Let's celebrate New Year's Eve together tonight, so we need to have a good meal. I'll cook all these dishes. For lunch, we'll just have something simple. Okay, it's settled then. You two kids go out and play, and take the dog for a walk while you're at it."
After saying that, she shooed Yan Zhuoyu and Pei Weijin out.
In the eyes of elders, no matter how old you are, you are still a child.
Even after being pushed outside, Yan Zhuoyu didn't leave. There were so many dishes that the three of them and their dog couldn't possibly finish them all.
Grandma couldn't bear to throw away leftovers, but eating them wasn't healthy either.
She leaned against the doorframe, peering tentatively into the kitchen: "Grandma, how about I invite a few friends over to eat the Manchu Han Imperial Feast you make?"
Grandma readily agreed: "Sure, it'll be more fun with more people, so I'll cook extra rice. Before you start cooking the dishes, remember to ask your friends if they have any dietary restrictions."
Two months ago, all the appliances in the room were renovated and replaced with smart home equipment. The kitchen is fully equipped with a dishwasher, a vegetable washer, and even a small machine that automatically slices vegetables. However, Grandma is not used to using these; she feels that vegetables chopped by hand taste better.
As if it could understand human speech, Chunfeng knew that Yan Zhuoyu and Pei Weijin were going to take it out to play, so it wagged its tail and circled around her, and even brought over an ancestral baseball, wanting Yan Zhuoyu to play with it.
They had a clear division of labor: Pei Weijin was responsible for holding the dog leash and playing with Chunfeng, while Yan Zhuoyu started sending messages to invite her friends over one by one.
She first sent Qin Zhuyue a message: "[Add me on WeChat (V300), and I'll treat you to an authentic farmhouse Manchu Han Imperial Feast, including your favorite iron pot stewed goose! It's made with pure grain-fed Tujia geese. Don't miss this opportunity!"]
Qin Zhuyue had said she would block her last time, but she didn't. She immediately sent a red envelope with the message: "The child has been hungry for two days; this is for his food. Please accept it."
Yan Zhuoyu opened the red envelope, and there was only 0.01 yuan inside.
She chuckled when she saw the amount.
Okay, at least we can be sure that Qin Zhuyue's account wasn't hacked.
After sending the address, Yan Zhuoyu continued to invite other people.
Xie Fu and the others happened to be free, so they asked for the address and drove over. Fan Wenran also wanted to come, but unfortunately it was a busy exam week and she didn't have time to come, so she could only regretfully make a reservation for next year's New Year's Eve dinner.
Yan Zhuoyu kept looking down at her phone the whole way, and Pei Weijin took her arm and led the way to prevent her from falling.
There's a guesthouse up ahead, and the guests are mostly young people who hardly get up or go downstairs until 11 a.m.
Yan Zhuoyu put her phone away as soon as she reached the steps outside. She looked up at the doorplate and asked, "Why are you here?"
With a "woof," Spring Breeze answered first.
Its tail swayed like a propeller, propelling it forward relentlessly.
Fortunately, it was Pei Weijin who was holding the dog leash; if it had been Yan Zhuoyu, who was playing on her phone, she would definitely have been pulled down.
After the dog barked, a woman wearing a baseball cap walked over from the balcony; she looked like the guesthouse owner.
The owner, carrying a whole ham and a takeout box, walked over with a smile: "Hey kid, you're here for dinner again."
As if in response, the spring breeze barked again: "Woof."
Yan Zhuoyu silently watched the interaction between the person and the dog.
Okay, the case is solved.
No wonder Pei Weijin brought her here; he came to witness Chunfeng's affair.
I guess this is the kind of shop Chunfeng likes to frequent; they've even built a little wooden house just for the dog to eat in.
The lunchbox contained rice soaked in meat broth, along with half a pork knuckle; the food was better than what people ate.
Although it was a good thing, it wasn't so good for Chunfeng, who was already overweight. Especially since she had been walking and stopping frequently, even panting, along the way.
Yan Zhuoyu first gave the boss a sum of money for food expenses to settle the cost of Chunfeng's free meals, and then they also talked about the issue of extra meals.
The owner readily agreed and put up a sign in the lobby prohibiting feeding the dogs.
The owner said, "I don't know much about dogs, I'm really sorry. It's just that the dogs are so cute, I just wanted to feed them more. The other guests at the shop all feel the same way, and everyone feeds them when they see them."
Some guests took photos and posted them online, and I didn't stop them, which attracted even more customers to come and feed the animals. This was definitely something I didn't consider carefully, and I'll be more mindful of it in the future.
This isn't the only business owner trying to attract customers by using dog-feeding as a gimmick.
Yan Zhuoyu also paid the owners of several other guesthouses and small restaurants, and said that she would send them some healthy dog food later.
The matter was resolved very smoothly.
On their way home, Yan Zhuoyu and Pei Weijin held hands and walked briskly.
The spring breeze behind them looked listless, with a droopy little dog face.