Dr. Damu smiled and welcomed the newlyweds and parents who had returned from the trip, and didn't mind that his institute had become a gathering place for a group of idle people - or in other words, he liked the excitement and used to invite children from the town to have a meal in the backyard of the institute.

"Xiao Mao and the others have already come back a few days ago. I'll call to inform them to come together." The old man looked at his wrinkled white coat, smiled and shook his cell phone. At the same time, he secretly decided that he had to change the clothes before Xiao Mao came back, so as not to suffer any damage to his ears.

"Please trouble you."

Xiaoye nodded to Dr. Oki, watched him return to the inner room, and then looked back helplessly to look at the other side that was in a mess.

Xiaotian's mother, Yuka Rika, is a well-known actor. When she was a girl, she entered the public eye for playing the heroine Fujiwara Hiro, the popular youth campus drama "Scarlet Sky", and is still active on the big screen.

Ancient people like Xiaoye who have not watched TV for 800 years have no idea about this, but Xiaojie and Xiaoling obviously know her. Xiaoling even happily asked for a signature and immediately said that she would use it as a family heirloom, which made Xiaotian next to her want to cover her face.

"I didn't expect that Xiaotian, your mother is Miss Yuka. I'm dead now." The blonde girl held the signed notebook and was covered with little flower flowers all over her body. Yuka, who thought she had successfully left a good impression on her son's friend, was also showing little flower flowers all over her body, and immediately filled the background of half of the room with pink.

The wife of the first-level search officer, Shenyu Xinghai, is the well-known actor Li Hua Yuka. If such news spreads, many people will definitely be shocked. Thinking of this, Xiaoling laughed and finally gave up a different topic. "At the same as Xiaoye, what kind of person are your parents?" Could it be that like Xiaotian, he is also an amazing person? For example, the long-standing waveguide messenger?

When asked this, Xiaoling did not notice the subtle changes in the expression of the silver-haired boy, and Xiaoye did not. In fact, Xiaoye still had half of his thinking on "I don't know if Dr. Damu has time to change his light speed before Xiaomao comes to get rid of the image of a sloppy old man." Hearing this, he answered casually, "Well, I don't know either."

This question was written down by her perfunctorily in notepad, although she didn't think she would hit anything, thinking that traveling to orphans was actually an old-fashioned setting like the lost children of wealthy families.

"……ah?"

When the golden retriever brother and sister even Xinghai showed a confused expression, Xiaoye realized that his inappropriate answering method caused the air to suddenly be quiet, and quickly added, "I mean..."

Before he could say a few words, Xiaotian suddenly stood up, causing the puzzled eyes to shift to him. The boy quickly walked to the door and gently pulled the door-

Someone who was about to jump on the door suddenly fell on the hard floor of the institute in a provocative manner.

"It hurts... why did you open the door suddenly? Xiaotian..." The black-haired boy got up with grin and complained.

"You will break the door." Xiaotian shook the door calmly twice, and the door shaft immediately creaked and expressed his fragility. There were still some charred marks on the surface that could not be erased. I guess he was blown into this virtue by some disobedient Pokémon.

"Hahahaha, what are you doing?"

"It's stupid."

Two young men, one man and one woman followed into the institute, and the girl's brisk laughter immediately filled the not-so-wide space in the living room.

"Long time no see, Xiaotian, and Xiaoye!"

Xiaoye waved at the people coming with a smile. Xiaozhi, Xiaoyun, and Xiaomao - the five new trainers who set out in Zhenxin Town for 1,000 years have finally gathered.

"Long time no see. You are here so fast."

"After all, everyone's home is very close to the institute."

Three new guys pushed and squeezed into the sofa, and Dr. Damu also walked out of the inner room - he was not wearing a white coat, but unfortunately the buttons of the shirt were buttoned wrongly, and he saw that he had changed it in a hurry.

Such a gathering is not unfamiliar to adults or minors in Zhenxin Town. Although Xiaojie and Xiaoling don’t know others, these two golden retrievers are best at getting along with new people. After introducing themselves, they joined the conversation in a familiar way.

The original noisy role, Xiaozhi and Xiaoyun, with the help of the Golden Retriever brother and sister, the noisy level of the whole room suddenly increased three times, and they almost went to drink together with each other because they met too late. Xiaoye looked at Xinghai and Yuka's squinting eyes and smiled like the same as Xiaotian's head, and then looked at the string of ellipsis on the top of Xiaotian's head, and calmly summarized it: Fortunately, Xiaomao did not turn on the tit-for-tat mode with Xiaozhi, otherwise this room would have been arguing with three Pichus.

After a short lunch party, everyone decided to have dinner together in the backyard of the Doctor Damu Institute for a long time. Strictly speaking, the golden brother and sister who are not a real residents of Xinxin Town were also enthusiastically invited - of course, with these two personalities, even if no one invites them, they will join in the fun by themselves.

Before dinner time came, of course, everyone could no longer squeeze into the institute to make things difficult for Dr. Damu, and they all went back to their own houses. According to Xiaojie and Xiaoling, their father's house was still there when he lived in Zhenxin Town when he was a child, so he could live again after cleaning.

so……

Xiaoye turned around for the third time and looked at the two golden retrievers following him with a question mark. At first, it might have been a walk, but now they have all gone to a remote place where even the Katie Dogs don't want to pay attention to... Their father would never live in the outermost part of a town as delicate as his own when he was a child, right?

Thinking about it carefully, Xiaotian seemed to have whispered to them while chatting just now. Xiaotian... shouldn't he have any bad personality?

Before Xiaoye couldn't help but want to ask something, Xiaoling spoke seriously.

"Xiaoye, think about it. Your house has been covered with dust for half a year, and our house has been covered with dust for more than ten years. Anyway, we have to clean it. Wouldn't it be better to gather the strength of the three of us to clean one room?"

"And I don't really want to see what dust looks like for more than ten years. It must be more terrifying than the handsomeness of Dr. Apelo Kandy." Xiaojie also continued seriously.

Xiaoye: "...You actually remember his name clearly???" (stunned)

Xiaoling: "Isn't it Tikon Roapei??" (stunned)

Xiaojie: "... Enough, the point is not this! And what is Tikon Roape? Are you acting cute??"

After making a difficult decision to turn eight turns, Xiaoye finally understood what Xiaojie and Xiaoling meant - to put it bluntly, he was too lazy to clean his own house that had accumulated more than ten years of dust.

Xiaoye nodded and expressed her understanding. After all, she didn't really want to look directly at the house that had been shelved for half a year. Concentrating cleaning power may be a good idea, but...

"That, although it's good to save cleaning, my house may be a bit... narrow?" Xiaoye tried to describe his meaning, but after a long time of struggling, he only found a word that was completely unrelated.

"Hey? Didn't Xiaoyun just say that your house is very spacious?" Xiaojie blinked in confusion.

Xiaoyun had said this? Xiaoye tried to recall it, but found that he could only remember a buzzing noise, so he had to give up, "It's not the narrow one with a small area. Um... you will know it just by looking at it."

Leading two golden retrievers all the way to the place close to the suburbs. When Xiaoye opened the door, Xiaojie and Xiaoling both understood the meaning of "narrow".

If you only calculate the area that can be used by people... it is indeed very narrow.

There was almost nothing in the huge living room, and only a small wooden table and two chairs were placed in the corner, which was almost uncomfortably empty. The walls were too white, without a single decoration, and the concrete floor became desolate.

"The other rooms on the second floor are empty except for my bedroom with a bed." Xiaoye had no choice but to spread his hands, "You understand."

Although the room is not small, the interior furniture is extremely lacking. Xiaoye woke up and took over the house without buying any furniture - after all, she was the only one occupant, and she could not afford to buy more furniture without needing it.

"...It's so spectacular, I think I have to take photos as a souvenir." Xiaoling's tone was astonishing as if she had visited some famous places and historical sites, "but it looks easy to clean."

Or there may be no room in the world that is better cleaned than this.

"That's right, I think we can finish it in two hours." Xiaojie nodded in agreement.

“Uh, so…”

"No problem. Although there is no bed, do we have a sleeping bag?" Xiaoling interrupted Xiaoye with a smile, pointing to the empty and flat living room that is very suitable for camping.

Xiaoye: "…"

OK, you won.

When the other party said this, Xiaoye naturally had no choice but to refuse - although he still felt that letting the guests sleep bags in the living room was very rude. Do you really hate cleaning so much?

Faced with Xiaoye's questions, the golden retriever brother and sister nodded with a deep expression of bitterness and revenge.

"My grandfather usually checks our internal affairs very strictly. There is no gray on the ground, and he has been scolded for psychological shadows. He also told us that there is no garbage in the trash can, and that things cannot be placed on the table... What are the trash cans and tables for?" The blonde girl's ponytails drooped.

Xiaoye was laughing and crying when he heard this. Xiaojie and Xiaoling's grandfather Xia Yang Yuanzheng were born in a military family after all, and he spent most of his life in the army, so it was natural that he had a conditioned reflexive strictness in the internal affairs.

"Did you tell you that you can't hang clothes on the hanger and that you can't lie on the bed?" Xiaoye laughed and joked.

"Oh, that's right! How did you know?"

"...I just said it casually. Is this really the case?"

"Of course it's true! Now you can understand our hatred of the house, right?"

"Yeah, I understand."

Xiaoye nodded seriously, pulled two companions who didn't want to work to get the cleaning tools, and question marks kept popping up in his mind.

So... where should the clothes be hung and where should the garbage be thrown?

This may be an eternal puzzle.

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Small theater:

Xiaoling: Cleaning is too troublesome. I should try to use my superpower to sweep all the dust out directly!

Xiaojie:...Stop, did you forget that you demolished the house last time you did this?

Xiaoye:...

Xiaojie: Cough, Xiaoye, don’t look so frightened. We won’t tear down your house, don’t worry. (Murmurs in a low voice) You will lose money if you tear down…

Xiaoye: I'm not at all relieved. (Damn your eyes)
Chapter completed!