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Chapter Thirteen How about I wash the dishes again?

Yang's mother opened the door and pulled the rope and found that it didn't move. She looked back and saw that Fang Lin was sticking his butt out in a playful manner. She walked back with the door ajar and patted his butt.

"Hurry up. You have to exercise when you get up early, otherwise you won't have any meat to eat."

Ah, so annoying.

How could someone threaten a dog with meat?

Fang Lin, who was manipulated, had to reluctantly follow Yang Ma out the door.

It is simply inhumane to be led out early in the morning without eating.

In fact, Fang Lin doesn't object to going out for a walk. He hasn't played outside in the past few days, and he actually wants to go out.

But this doesn't mean that he wants to be woken up at six o'clock in the morning. Moreover, Fang Lin observed Yang's mother, who was wearing sneakers and slim sportswear. It was obvious that she was a habitual offender!

Should I get up early and run every day from now on?

However, Fang Lin's confusion dissipated the moment he walked out of the corridor.

The greening of this luxurious community was indeed carefully done. The fresh air that hit his nostrils in the early morning cheered up Fang Lin's body and mind, and he instantly became energetic.

It had been a long time since he had seen the sun at six o'clock in the morning and breathed the morning air.

For many things, such as getting up early to exercise, it's not that you think it's bad. On the contrary, you know it's very good for you, but you're just too lazy to do it or don't want to do it. If someone pulls you to do it, you'll find it annoying at first.

But when you taste its benefits, you will start to feel happy and grateful to the person who led you to change.

Yang's mother did some preparatory exercises on the spot, stretched her muscles and bones, and then took Fang Lin and started running along the tree-lined paths in the community.

The pace is really not slow, and Fang Lin’s legs are much shorter than Yang’s mother, so he needs four feet to run frequently to keep up with Yang’s speed.

However, the dog itself is very endurance when it comes to running, and after yesterday's spiritual energy riot, the whole body began to change subtly, so Fang Lin gradually entered the state.

Five minutes later, Fang Lin slowly adjusted to the most suitable pace and frequency, enjoying running while inhaling and exhaling.

After 10 minutes, Fang Lin's whole body began to become active, as if something latent had been stimulated.

After 20 minutes, Yang Ma's speed began to slow down gradually, and Fang Lin felt that all the pores in his body were opened.

It turns out that there are spiritual energy particles during the day, but they are not as active as at night. Before, because Fang Lin's qualifications had not improved, he could not feel them.

Now, Fang Lin found that he could slowly absorb these particles while moving. Even when the number of spiritual energy particles was insufficient, the absorption speed was not much different from that at night.

30 minutes, 40 minutes.

Yang's mother slowly stopped and started walking to relax.

Ma Yang, who was sweating all over after exercising, looked even more feminine. Her fair and tender skin exuded a healthy luster, a faint blush floated on her cheeks, and her bright eyes seemed to be curved with a pool of autumn water.

"Hoo, ho."

Her chest rose and fell as she adjusted her breathing, and Fang Lin also stopped and relaxed her body.

After waking up in the morning and exercising, he felt really refreshed. Fang Lin was even looking forward to tomorrow's morning exercise.

The only disadvantage is that his stomach has started to growl, and Fang Lin needs enough energy to ensure the growth of his body.

Now three months old, he needs a large bowl of dog food and a large piece of steak. When he grows up, his food intake will probably double several times in the future. I don’t know if Yang’s mother will feel distressed then.

Thinking of this, Fang Lin glanced at Yang's mother with some guilt. After all, he was just a dog and had no income. He only ate and did not work.

After relaxing, Yang Ma took Fang Lin and walked home. It was six forty and she still had to prepare breakfast for the family.

As she walked, she praised Fang Lin: "Good performance Kaka, um, but running with a rope is too uncomfortable."

Yang's mother watched Fang Lin stop and fell into deep thought. Fang Lin stood upright and bore Yang's mother's gaze. Fidgeting, Yang's mother suddenly thought of something and laughed, and led Fang Lin back home.

...

"It's time to eat! You lazy little ones!"

Yang's mother put breakfast on the table and shouted upstairs.

"Ouch~!"

Fang Lin squatted in front of his rice bowl at the dining table and called out to her, urging Ma Yang to quickly serve him food. He was already so hungry that his chest pressed against his back.

"Why are you urging me? Can you go and call them up first? Can't you see how busy I am?"

"..."

Are you treating yourself like a dog?

Fang Lin hesitated for a moment and felt that he didn't want to go up and call someone. If he did it, wouldn't he reveal that he could understand people and open the door.

At least you need to get along with him for a while and give yourself a learning stage.

So Fang Lin continued to hold the rice bowl and moaned.

"Ouch~~~! Ouch~~!"

"Hey, okay, okay! It's so annoying!"

Yang's mother wiped her hands with her apron, poured a basin full of milk cake for Fang Lin, and then went to the kitchen to get him a boiled chicken leg.

"Eat your food quickly, keep screaming."

After becoming a dog, Fang Lin's taste did become lighter, but he also knew that his digestion ability was no longer comparable to that of ordinary pet dogs.

Most pets have glass stomachs. Don’t look at dogs like Alaskans and Huskies who are very tall. If you dare to let them eat something unappetizing, they will immediately cause vomiting and diarrhea.

But it doesn’t matter, he still thinks the chicken legs without salt are delicious. This may be one of the blessings of being a dog.

"Crack, click, click."

The bones of the chicken legs that had been cooked for a long time were no longer so hard, and they were quickly bit into pieces and swallowed in Fang Lin's mouth.

"Good guy, have you fed chicken legs since I was three months old? Can the bones be chewed?"

Father Lin went downstairs and saw Fang Lin nibbling on a chicken leg, then sat down at the dining table.

"You talk a lot, haven't you seen that Kaka eats so deliciously? Hurry up and eat your food, if you can't stop after shouting for a few times."

Father Lin shrugged and tactfully did not answer. He picked up his chopsticks and took a bite of vinegar-glazed potato shreds.

Whatever a woman says when she is busy with housework, just listen and don't make yourself uncomfortable.

This is the experience that Father Lin has accumulated over the years. However, it does not mean that if you don’t look for trouble, things will not come to you.

"You just start eating right away? Can you wake up your two children to eat first? I'll learn from you and sleep in every day."

Yang's mother said as she brought the soup for four people.

Father Lin put down his chopsticks and raised his hand: "Yes, madam. I'll go now."

"snort."

Fang Lin listened to the small theater next to him and ate his meal with gusto. Mother Yang couldn't discipline him even if he was a dog. He was a perfect audience member and was comfortable.

After finishing the last bite of dog food, Lin's father also brought Xiaojie and Lin Yuqing down.

After eating and drinking, Fang Lin was ready to go back to his nest and take a nap. After exercising and eating, Fang Lin was already a little sleepy.

"Just throw the bowl here after you finish eating, right?"

"???"

Fang Lin's movements suddenly froze.

What if I don't? I'll wash the dishes again?

Fang Lin turned his head and looked at the angry Ma Yang. His ears drooped and he slowly moved to his nest.

"Why are you angry with Kaka? I'll wash the dishes, eat, and eat later."

"What do you want to eat? Have you fed Snowball? Go and give him some food."

"Okay, I'll go now."

Finally, the noisy house became quiet and everyone started to have breakfast.
Chapter completed!
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