Chapter 6: Same old recipe, same old taste, equally immoral

Waiting for mealtime...

The TV was playing cartoons, but Tang An's mouth was open in an "O" shape, her eyes fixed on the dog.

She had just accepted the fact that a dog could do backflips, and then she saw the dog wearing an apron, going in and out of the kitchen and balcony.

What was it doing on the balcony?

Hanging its own clothes from the washing machine.

Isn't this better than cartoons? A real-life Tom and Jerry dog?

Tang An smelled the fragrance of food after the dog went back into the kitchen.

She swallowed her saliva. "Dog, did the dog become a spirit?"

A dog doing backflips was already unbelievable; hanging clothes meant it was smart enough to almost be a spirit.

But the fact that a dog could really cook, and cook quite fragrantly...

It's not scientific!

"What brand of dog food does your uncle's dog eat?"

Chenxiang brought the dishes into the living room and went to check the dog bowl area. "Does Godmother want to raise a dog too?" He took out the dog food to show Tang An. "It's this brand."

Tang An took the dog food and grabbed a handful to smell.

"If I eat the same dog food, can I become as smart as it?"

Chenxiang:...

Nezha:...

Xiaotian Quan:!!!!

"Woof woof!" Xiaotian Quan sprinted over, snatching the dog food from Tang An's hand.

It was one thing to cheat it out of a meal, but how could she even covet its food!

"Then, then can I eat from the dog bowl?" Clearly, the dog bowl was more down-to-earth.

In order to become smart, she was going all out.

Xiaotian Quan's jaw almost dislocated, and the dog food spilled all over the floor.

No, what kind of miserable life was she living, to be this hungry?

No! The dog bowl!

Right, her goal must be the dog bowl!

Xiaotian Quan dropped the dog food bag and went to snatch the dog bowl too.

"Woof woof!"

No matter what, it couldn't let her mess with its dog bowl again today.

Tang An was stunned. She turned to look at Nezha and Chenxiang and asked, "Why do I feel like this dog has a stress reaction to me?"

She hadn't seen it before, had she?

Nezha coughed, clearly thinking of the immoral things Tang An had done before.

A dog having a stress reaction was within reason.

"How about we eat first?"

"Okay." Tang An's stomach had been growling for a long time.

The three kids surrounded the table and began to feast.

As for what the scene below was like, they'd talk about it when they got home after eating. At worst, she'd get another spanking; she couldn't mistreat her stomach for anyone.

"Hmm~ delicious." Tang An gave the dog a thumbs up. "Tastes just like the takeout from the restaurant."

She even doubted whether eating dog food could really make one smart. She never doubted that this might really be food the dog packed from a restaurant.

After all, from such a high floor, a dog falling from the kitchen, coming back to hang clothes in between, snatching her food, and then conjuring dishes like a magic trick—that was even less scientific.

After tea and a full meal, Tang An rubbed her round belly, leaning back in her chair, not wanting to move.

"Hey, can your uncle's dog wash dishes?"

Chenxiang didn't want to wash dishes either, and he couldn't order Nezha to wash dishes, so...

"It can."

Xiaotian Quan climbed up with a "thump." "Woof?"

Thinking of it after eating? Can you act like a human?

Chenxiang tilted his head and looked at Xiaotian Quan. "I'll buy you dog food."

"Woof!"

"Then I'll go browse the pet market and find you a companion?"

"Woof."

"And take some money to get you some new clothes?"

"Woof..."

"And say a few good words to my uncle, saying that while he was away, you took good care of Godmother?"

"Woof!"

Damn! If the dog doesn't do it, I have to! It's the job of a dog nanny!

Thus, Tang An saw a dog lying on the edge of the sink, washing dishes with a bitter back.

"Are we doing this... isn't it a bit immoral? Isn't it bullying the dog too much?"

"Immoral? Godmother, is this immoral? Your previous..." Before Chenxiang could finish, Nezha stopped him with a look.

"My previous? Was I very immoral before?" Tang An thought about her life and didn't seem to have done anything particularly immoral.

"But I do have a more immoral idea now."

"Bang!"

The kitchen door suddenly closed, giving Tang An a big fright.

"Tell me about it." Chenxiang pulled Tang An back to the living room and let her sit on the sofa to talk.

Nezha silently opened the kitchen door to wash fruit.

Where did the fruit come from? Naturally, it was immortal fruit from the Wealth Gathering Ring, used to nourish Tang An's body.

Tang An thought for a moment. "My mom's birthday is coming up, but my pocket money is all spent."

"Since your dog can do backflips, I want to..."

"You want to?"

"I want to take the dog to perform, to earn money to buy a birthday gift for my mom."

Chenxiang:...

Sure enough, same old recipe, same old taste.

"Chenxiang, why don't you discuss it with your uncle, and we'll split the money earned from performing 30/70."

Xiaotian Quan just wanted to bark in the kitchen when it saw Nezha's gaze with red light.

Chenxiang asked: "Who gets the 30?"

"Of course your uncle gets the 30."

"Then what about the dog?"

"The dog... add another 10 percent to buy it dog food."

"Then what about me?"

"You? I'm not asking you to do backflips."

"Godmother, I'm your little sidekick after all, I have to lead the dog."

"No! 40/60 is already the highest price."

"Then give me the dog's 10 percent, and I'll buy it dog food."

"Deal!"

Mother and son decided it so happily.

Xiaotian Quan:????

"May I ask?"

"Did you consider the dog's opinion? Dog performing, pure physical labor, and I don't get a cent?"

"Truly, capitalists would cry, and landlords would have their hearts broken!"

Nezha threw an immortal fruit to Xiaotian Quan. "You should be glad she hasn't recovered her memories."

Xiaotian Quan:...

Also true, if the little ancestor recovered her memories, she would probably not only make it perform backflips, but also make it pay money to perform.

Compared to that, it didn't seem so unacceptable.

That day, evening.

After discussing the specific performance process, Tang An and Nezha went downstairs.

Tang An sneaked back in and found that Li Shimin had already left.

"Mom, where's my dad?"

Hey, that sentence sounds a bit awkward.

Forget it, whatever.

"He went home and said he would move over soon, buying the house downstairs."

Actually, Tang Zhenzhu was very vigilant; after all, a stranger suddenly appeared and gave such a large sum of money, which from a normal perspective, was terrifying to think about.

But she inexplicably felt that Li Shimin's words were very persuasive.

Or rather, he himself looked upright and was very persuasive.

"An'an."

Tang Zhenzhu came over and held Tang An's shoulders. "Do you really like that uncle?"

"Or is it that An'an really wants a father?"

Looking at Tang Zhenzhu's gentle and guilty gaze, Tang An rolled the corner of her clothes with her little hand.

"Mom, if I say I want a dad, will you be angry?"

Tang Zhenzhu held Tang An in her arms. "How could I be? Mom is also a daughter, and Mom also misses her dad."

"Mom~" Tang An's voice choked. "I don't know why, but the first time I saw that uncle, I felt like I really wanted him to be my dad."

"But I know Mom likes the doctor uncle, and he's quite good too."

"I'm not trying to force Mom to marry, I just... I..." ===== CHAPTER 7 =====