The pet I raised comes from the second dimension.

Dorothy is introverted, especially in front of Huang Musong. She is ashamed to openly express dependence or even act coquettishly like Doraemon.

Even if the relationship is very close, Dorothy would never take the initiative to jump into someone's arms and rub against them, let alone tug at the other person's clothes with her soft paws and whine for a hug like Doraemon does.

Behind the lenses, her large, intelligent eyes blinked.
Dorothy tilted her head and, in a very soft voice, muttered her embarrassed complaints about Doro's behavior.

All they want to do all day is hug and cuddle.

"Don't you have anything else you want to do?"

The voice was so low that Dorothy didn't let Doraemon hear it, nor would she let anyone else hear it.

but,

Even if you didn't hear what Dorothy was saying
Based on his understanding of the little guy's personality alone, Huang Musong could guess the general idea.

Dorothy refused to hug him, but didn't run away immediately either. She probably had something else in mind. Maybe she wanted to get more pocket money to buy a new book?

He glanced at Dorothy out of the corner of his eye.

While trying to figure out what the other person was thinking, Huang Musong teased Doraemon...

I picked up Doraemon and weighed him in my hand; he didn't seem to weigh much.

It seems I've been neglecting to care for the Doro fans during my work schedule over the past week or so!
After helping Doro sit on the sofa, Huang Musong pondered to himself, recalling when the last time the memories about Doro appeared out of nowhere in his mind had occurred...

It looks like they're throwing a message in a bottle into the ocean!
The practice of sending messages in bottles, with its delayed feedback or rewards, has so far failed to create a truly tangible sense of care for the three little ones.

Time continues to move forward,

An earlier memory seems to be a visit to the Tengwang Pavilion, which is related to Dorothy.

The memories of Doraemon go back even further, almost fifty days ago.

Huang Musong remembers it very clearly.

It was the Qixi Festival, and I took the Doro members to Qingcheng to burn incense and pray at Dazhao Wuliang Temple.

Daily care certainly brings Doraemon love and affection.
But it certainly can't compare to choosing from fragments of memory.
After all, Doraemon's weight hasn't changed much, and he hasn't acquired any new skills recently.

Think of this
Huang Musong made a last-minute decision to take the Doro out to play in the afternoon, hoping it might activate new memory fragments. Even if it still couldn't be activated, it was still time to take the Doro out for a walk; staying cooped up at home would eventually cause problems.

As for where to go in the afternoon...

After thinking for a moment, Huang Musong decided to hand over the decision-making power to the three little guys, giving them the opportunity to negotiate on their own.

Just then, Donas finished making lunch and called Dorothy to get some chopsticks.

"Hulululu~"

It emits a comical broadcasting sound (actually imitating pig language).
Donas's tail was held high, like a flag announcing a charge.

"Hungry folks! Let's eat!"

Kicking open the kitchen door, Donas called out as she carefully carried the tray. The tray contained four porcelain bowls arranged in a 2x2 grid, making each step she took feel like walking on thin ice, lest she spill soup and ruin Doro's hard-earned cleaning.

With the kitchen door wide open
The aroma of instant noodles suddenly filled the entire living room.

Even though Su Qingyao's apartment was spacious and bright, the room was instantly filled with the rich aroma of instant noodles, making Dorothy and Dorothy's mouths water.

Jump out of people's arms
Doro transformed into a pink and white rocket, leaping nearly half a meter into the air before landing in the kitchen and speeding away.

"It smells so good!"

Doro rushed into the kitchen, grabbed the handle of the electric cooker tightly, and carried the remaining half pot of instant noodles to the living room and placed it on the coffee table.

Dorothy picked up her chopsticks.

The eight metal rods clanged and jingled as they struck each other in my hand.

The melodious tune, almost like a wind chime, added a touch of lightness and pleasure to lunch.

"This bowl is yours! You have to finish it all, no waste allowed." Donas put down her plate, her eyes gleaming with a sly, mischievous smile, and placed the bowl of instant noodles with its dark broth in front of Huang Musong.

Doraemon followed closely back to the coffee table.
Seeing that the soup in the person's rice bowl was black, Doro tilted his head and made a few suspicious "hmm" sounds, mistakenly thinking that the instant noodles had gone bad.

Frowning and shaking his head, Doro pushed his bowl of noodles over.

Don't eat spoiled food!

"Man, you told me that eating rotten food will make you sick."

"Your noodles are spoiled, I'll go throw them away. We're sharing the same bowl of instant noodles. Doro isn't hungry, so he can eat less at lunch..."

After saying that, Duoluo picked up the person's rice bowl and prepared to go to the bathroom to pour the noodles and soup into the toilet and flush it away.

Seeing this, Huang Musong quickly pressed down on Duoluo's paws and explained, "Rotten food is indeed inedible, but my bowl of noodles is not spoiled yet. The dark color of the noodle soup is the color of vinegar. Vinegar tastes sour and is a kind of condiment."

"Does Doraemon not know this?"

While explaining, Huang Musong scooped half a spoonful of noodle soup and fed it to Duoluo.

With his superb culinary skills, Doraemon certainly knew what vinegar was.

just,

Do I need to add this much vinegar when cooking noodles?
Blowing on the soup spoon until it's not too hot, Doro curiously slurps up the soup.

The broth is full of sour flavor!

"Wow wow~"

The tooth-grinding sensation immediately contorted Doraemon's features, making his expression as ugly as if he were wearing a mask of pain.

I knew beforehand that the noodle soup would be very sour.

But Doraemon never expected it to be this sour.
Is this really still edible?
Tears welled up in the corners of his eyes, and Doraemon quickly picked up the baby bottle and drank water to wash away the strong sour taste remaining in his mouth.

Donas remained silent, only looking down and chuckling to herself as she watched Doro make a fool of himself.

This bowl of noodles was originally intended as a prank on someone (Huang Musong).
Since Doraemon insisted on testing the poison on himself...
Let's play a trick on it then!
No, wait...

"Hey!"

Why are you using my baby bottle to drink water and rinse your mouth?

She hurriedly snatched the bottle back, and Donas brought the nipple close to her nose to sniff. She was immediately irritated by the sour smell and gagged.

Normally, the Dorothys live together, and none of them mind. Donas has never minded Dorothy or Doraemon using her baby bottle.
Dorothy and Dorothy would not refuse Donas the right to borrow their things.

But not now!

Doraemon had just drunk vinegar.

Donas knew perfectly well how much vinegar she had poured into the person's bowl of noodle soup.

Definitely a lethal dose!
Doro touched the pacifier with his mouth, which had been drinking vinegar.
We're doomed...

I can't use the pacifier anymore!

Patting her chest to relieve the nausea, Donas removed the pacifier, intending to wash off the sour taste after her meal.

Observing her two companions' overreactions, Dorothy became curious and secretly scooped a spoonful of soup from Huang Musong's bowl.

Pinch your nose and suck in small sips.

"Ugh~"

The sour taste that hit her brain almost made Dorothy vomit her stomach acid.

This is absolutely terrible!
Is Donas cooking noodles for people with aged vinegar?

Dorothy buried her head and immediately started eating her noodles, using her normal-tasting instant noodles to wash away the lingering sourness in her mouth.

Seeing Dorothy start eating,
Doraemon and Donas immediately followed suit.

They also used the strong aroma of regular instant noodles to mask the acetic acid residue on their lips and teeth.

Huang Musong watched every move of the three doro.
Doro are small animals with far more sensitive senses of taste, smell, and hearing than ordinary humans.

In other words,
The tastes that the doro could not accept, humans could easily enjoy.

I smelled the noodle soup.
Huang Musong took a deep breath first.

He then picked up the bowl and drank it down in large gulps.

Pour the broth into the aged vinegar; the temperature is just right, about the same as drinking warm water.

That's definitely sour enough!

But it really is very appetizing.

Perhaps because he hadn't eaten breakfast, Huang Musong was hungry and drank more than half a bowl of noodle soup in one go.

Half a bowl of hot vinegar noodle soup was down.
"Ga"

Huang Musong tilted his head back and let out a sour burp, feeling completely relaxed.

"Hiss... 99% complete, a rare find. Hehe, a rare find."

Suddenly remembering a popular short video meme, Huang Musong immediately put it to use, squinting his eyes and smacking his lips in savoring the memory.

It's really sour.
But it is indeed delicious.
And it's quite appetizing!
With his taste buds stimulated, Huang Musong began to eat noodles, finishing the entire large bowl in just a few bites.

Sitting directly opposite him, Donas glanced at him every now and then, thinking to herself: I've really shot myself in the foot today.

The original plan was to play a prank on someone.

Who knew someone could be so jealous?
vomit~
No, I can't take it anymore, I need to go somewhere else!
Unable to bear the smell of vinegar any longer, Donas picked up her rice bowl and slunk away to the balcony.

With her companion leaving the table, Dorothy decided not to force herself to eat anymore, quickly finished a bowl of noodles, and then moved away from the coffee table.

Doraemon has a lot of patience.

Only it can still sit still.

"Humans, after we finish eating, is there anything... anything we want to do this afternoon?" Doro asked, his words broken as he ate his noodles, clearly unable to resist the sourness of the situation.

After quickly finishing his noodle soup, Huang Musong thought for a moment and then asked, "Do you want to go on an autumn outing? The day after tomorrow is the opening day of Donas's boxing gym. We'll have a day and a half to go out and have fun."

"I'm giving you all a chance to say where you want to go, limited to the capital city area. We'll then draw lots to decide where you'll go."

"Hmm... I'll be the only one taking you on this autumn outing."

"Your sister Xiao Su has to go to class."

By deliberately drawing out the sound, Huang Musong gave the doro members ample time to think, and emphasized that it must be a scenic spot within the capital city.

Because a boxing gym will be opening the day after tomorrow.

A day and a half is definitely not enough time to travel far.

Besides, I haven't taken the Doro guys to any of the major tourist attractions in the capital yet.

While the person was speaking the last few sentences
Dorothy was quick-witted; she didn't need to think much before deciding where she wanted to go.

Can we go to the Forbidden City?

"I want to visit the Forbidden City."

"I've heard that the Forbidden City is most beautiful in autumn, with its red walls and yellow tiles against the backdrop of fallen leaves—the scenery must be absolutely stunning!"

With her big eyes wide open, Dorothy's gaze shone brightly behind her glasses, revealing her intense anticipation without reservation.

Before Huang Musong could agree or refuse
Suddenly, Doraemon, who was standing nearby, remembered a video he had seen last week.
Before Dorothy could finish speaking, it suggested, "I want to go to the mountains to pick wild berries! These bright red, orange-red wild berries are said to only be available in autumn, and they look a lot like a mutant, Runji~."

Huang Musong was a little confused when he heard this, not understanding what Duoluo was describing.

Wild fruits that are only available in autumn?

And it has to look like an orange?
Huang Musong couldn't think of what it was for a moment.

If we can't figure it out, let's not guess for now; the answer will eventually be revealed.

He turned his head and fixed his gaze on Donas...

Donas pondered seriously, as if making a crucial decision, and after a moment shouted, "He who has not climbed the Great Wall is no true man! I want to go to the northern suburbs to see the Great Wall before the boxing gym opens!"

After speaking, Donas raised her arm, mimicking a bodybuilder's muscle-flexing pose.

After hearing the three little ones' completely different answers,
Huang Musong pondered deeply.

He envisioned a perfect autumn outing in his mind, one that would satisfy every single doro. (End of Chapter)