Chapter 30 Let’s build a dog house together

It’s past five o’clock in the afternoon.

An Ting and Song Ci were walking their dogs on Bauhinia Street and sat on the edge of the fish pond to rest.

Suddenly, Anting’s cell phone rang in his trouser pocket. He took it out and saw that it was an unfamiliar number. He pressed the answer button, responded with a few words, and then hung up.

Song Ci asked: "What's wrong?"

"Well, my dad asked me to build a nest for Naite a few days ago, and I placed an order online. It has been delivered to the door now and I have to go back to receive it."

"Online shopping... is really uncommon." Song Ci was a little surprised. She naturally knew about the existence of online shopping, but she was surrounded by minors and could not I have opened online banking, but I haven’t had much contact with it yet.

Anting replied: "Well, I am lazy and like online shopping."

In fact, e-commerce has been around since the late 1990s, mainly because it has not been popularized. Whether it’s mobile payment or the logistics network, neither is very perfect.

It is already 2006. Although online shopping has not yet fully emerged, there are already related e-commerce platforms.

For many people, online shopping is still a new thing.

Anting is a reborn person and has long been accustomed to online shopping. In addition, there are no pet shops in the town, so it is impossible to buy a dog house. The boy can only choose online, but he is not used to using UnionPay, and there is no V If you pay by letter, there is no certain treasure.

“Then let’s go back together!” Song Ci was happy when she heard that Anting wanted to build a nest for Naite. Even your dog attaches such importance to you and your mother. Needless to say how much we attach importance to it.

Anting is indeed a bad boy, but a good family member - this idea becomes more and more firm in the girl's mind.

In this way, getting along with Anting in the name of family seems to be a good thing.

The two of them walked through the streets and alleys and returned home. Sure enough, they saw a van parked there. After a simple collection of goods, the van drove far away, leaving behind kennel materials on the ground.

It is not ready-made and requires assembly.

Without saying anything, Anting sat next to the New Year’s orange tree in front of his house and started assembling it with concentration... Well, it’s normal to have a leftover orange tree from the New Year in front of his house.

Anting actually wanted to be lazy and didn’t want to do anything, but this store did not provide installation services.

Make enough food and clothing by yourself.

Song Ci sat on the steps at the door with her hands in the shape of a bouquet. Together with Naite, they looked eagerly at the young man’s busy back. Still unable to hold back, he asked: "An Ting, do you need a ride?" A handle?"

Anting understood Song Ci's character. This girl didn't like to be favored unilaterally, so she had to help. Otherwise, she would be a little emotional again, so he said: "Hand me the No. 5 board, and then help me." I'm looking for nail No. 2, please, my assistant."

"Okay." Song Ci rarely cooperated and admitted that he was an assistant.

A boy and a girl are like a doctor and a nurse, working together on the operating table.

During this period, Song Ci silently observed the boy, still very surprised. He did not expect that this person had such strong hands-on ability. As the time spent together increased, he was indeed able to discover many advantages of this bad student.

With the cooperation of the two, a two-three-square-meter doghouse was born.

Before he had time to celebrate, Anting showed a distressed expression again.

Song Ci asked: "What's wrong?"

"I seem to have made a mistake. I should have moved the parts up and then assembled them. Now that I have assembled them, I can't move them up. ."

Song Ci realized it later and said: "It seems that the order was wrong..."

When he first moved to Bauhinia Street, he couldn't let him go on the first or second floor. Song Ci had no choice but to live on the third floor, and there was only the villain Anting on the third floor. Due to various considerations, Song Ci needed Naite's presence.

Naite is like Song Ci’s bodyguard, he won’t stay too far away.

"It doesn't matter, I'll dismantle it, move it up and reinstall it again." Anting also saw it - Song Ci still didn't trust himself and needed a dog to provide a sense of security.

After saying that, the young man started to tear it down on the spot.

Suddenly, a slender jade hand stretched out and gently grabbed the young man's sleeve. A somewhat complicated voice came from beside him. Song Ci shook his head and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, just be there. At the door."

"No way?"

"What's wrong? I don't need milk anymore." At this point, Song Ci felt that the wording was wrong again , easy to cause misunderstanding, with a hint of urgency in his tone, he added: "As long as you don't bully me, it won't matter if Naita doesn't live on the third floor."

"This can also involve me. On my body..." Although Anting was innocent, he still accepted it, "Yeah, okay! Put the dog house at the door."

The next second, Anting clapped his hands and wiped off the dust on his hands. , suddenly felt a stinging pain, and when he looked down, he saw a clear blood mark on his palm.

Not deep, just a bit long.

Song Ci in front of him also noticed, "Are you injured?"

"Well, I think it was accidentally scratched by a wooden board. It's a small problem." For a countrymanFor a town boy, bumps and bumps are normal.

Song Ci couldn't bear to see this, so he asked Anting to wait here for a while, then turned back to the house to get the tools for treating trauma, with his back hurriedly.

After a while, Song Ci came back with a small box, stood in front of the boy, and gently wiped the area around the wound with disinfectant alcohol, "Does it hurt?"

The light at the door of his house was white, and the light in the alley was yellow. Under the white and yellow light, Anting looked at Song Ci's worried side face and vaguely remembered the scene when he was hugged by her in his previous life. He shook his head and said: " It doesn’t hurt...”

“It should be very painful for normal people to disinfect such a long wound.”

There was a hint of loneliness in Anting’s eyes, but the smile on the corner of his mouth was very... Confidence, "I'm not normal..."

"Indeed..." Song Ci joked while putting a band-aid on Anting, which was considered finished.

　"Okay!"

The moment the words fell, Song Ci raised her eyes, but unexpectedly met the young man's gaze, and then realized that the two of them were So close, so close, eyes facing each other.

She subconsciously took a step back, but forgot that she was in front of the doorstep, and accidentally missed the step. Fortunately, An Ting had quick eyesight and quick hands, and stretched out his hand to support her.

It seems to be more intimate.

Just when the atmosphere gradually became ambiguous, the sweaty boy was the first to come to his senses and made a gesture of invitation with one hand towards the door of the kennel.

“Song Ci, go home and return to the original beauty.”

“An Ting, you are really a dog!”

……

Spring is passing and summer is coming.

The physical education high school entrance examination is coming soon.

A few days before the physical education entrance exam, Anting had one more thing to deal with.

In his previous life, Anting was injured while taking the physical education high school entrance examination. As a result, he fell while running the men's 200 meters and was ruined. His physical performance was very disastrous.

As for why he was injured, it was because he went out to fight with a boy before the physical education entrance examination, and that boy was the Wei Feng mentioned earlier.

Strictly speaking, it is not a fight with Wei Feng, but a fight with Wei Feng.

A group of technical secondary school students bullied one of Wei Feng’s younger sisters. As the boss, Wei Feng could not just sit idly by and ignore the situation. Even though the opponent was a technical secondary school student, he still faced the difficulties.

That was the first time he fought side by side with Wei Feng. He won and lost.

Won the battle.

Lost life.

The scores in the high school entrance examination are already low, dozens of points lower than others, what can I do! ?

Two nights before the physical education high school entrance examination, it was probably Friday night. After finishing his evening self-study, Anting came to the classroom of Class 7, which caused panic and chaos.

Although it is said that Anting has corrected his evil ways, who can guarantee whether the adolescent delinquent will suddenly suffer from a serious disease and relapse.

"Hey! I'm looking for the monitor of your class..."

The monitor of Class 7, Grade 3, is named Yuan Dong. He is a timid and tough boy. When he meets Anting When he came, he was so frightened that he hid under the table and said, "The monitor is not here!"

The moment the words fell.

Like the protagonist in a horror movie hiding under the bed, first he saw a foot, and then a face came up to him. It was Anting. Yuan Dong shuddered and said: " You...what do you want to do?"

An Ting was too lazy to write ink, so he waved his hand directly and said: "Give me Wei Feng's home address!"