The pet I raised comes from the second dimension.

Huang Musong smelled the aroma when Duoluo was cooking, and he wanted to try the little guy's improved cooking skills.

With a rice bowl in front of him, how could he possibly resist?

Taking the bowl and chopsticks from Duoluo, Huang Musong first ate a bite of the golden, glistening scrambled eggs, then stirred the rice and shoveled it into his mouth.

"Ok!"

"That really whets the appetite."

The spiciness of the Cloud Chili from the Teyvat world is comparable to the real-world Ghost Pepper, and it seems even spicier, but it wins in that it only burns the mouth and not the stomach.

The more you eat, the more addictive and enjoyable it becomes.

After only two or three bites, sweat was pouring down his forehead, and Huang Musong felt his back gradually becoming damp.

"Everyone, let's eat together!"

"Don't just watch me eat..." Putting down his chopsticks for a moment, Huang Musong found a tissue and wiped the fine beads of sweat from his face.

Arwen and Taihua seemed a little reserved.

Huang Musong personally served rice and dishes to the two beautiful ladies.
Pour a full glass of chilled O'RunJi juice.

Impartial and unbiased, Huang Musong treated Arwen and Taihua with the same care he showed to his girlfriend Su Qingyao—not exactly meticulous, but certainly attentive enough.

Alvin glanced at Taihua; Taihua remained silent.

The two women were speechless at Huang Musong's unconventional way of doing things.

It's been a long time since we last met. We should at least exchange a few polite words first. Why did you just start eating so casually?
For example, let's start by talking about when he moved into the villa...

They didn't say anything in the end.

This guy (Huang Musong) is becoming more and more relaxed!
Although I visited the real world three months ago, it has been three months since we last met, and there should be a minimum sense of boundaries in human interactions.

Alvin sighed softly, her cheeks flushed slightly, and sat down to join the Doro family's meal.

Taihua was a little reserved, though not as much as Alvin. She considered Huang Musong merely a friend, unlike Alvin who seemed to have mixed feelings of affection, so she quickly blended into the lively dinner atmosphere.

"Dorothy, eat less sweets and eat a balanced diet like Dorothy."

Taking on the responsibility of caring for Dorothy, Tai-wah put ribs into Dorothy's rice bowl; the meat and vegetables, freshly packed from the restaurant, were still warm.

The vegetables were a bit cold, but fortunately it didn't affect the taste. The vegetables cooled down much faster than Donas wolfed them down.

"pity!"

"Ah~"

"it's a pity……"

While eating, Donas kept shaking her head and muttering things that were incomprehensible to others.

Having just finished a large bowl of rice, Huang Musong began taking care of Duoluo, when he overheard Donas complaining to herself.

It's rare to see Donas show any regret.
Could it be that the Doro encountered some unpleasant things during their travels to another world?

Huang Musong moved to the other side of Donas and tilted his head to stare at it, carefully observing the little guy's changes.

Donas looks the same as before, with no change in appearance, but her figure is slightly thinner than before.

The biggest change, Huang Musong felt, was that Donas seemed to have matured. She was still lively and cute, but not as crazy as before, and had learned to restrain herself.

Could it be that something unpleasant happened during the trip?

With doubts in mind, Huang Musong decided to offer some guidance indirectly, so he first asked Donas, "Did you have a good time on this trip? Did you make any new friends? If you had any happy moments, could you tell me about them? If you had any unhappy moments, you could also tell me about them."

The question was asked in a flat, indifferent tone.
Huang Musong was speaking in a purely conversational style.

If Donas is unwilling to answer, she can simply refuse to communicate; whether she wants to talk or not is up to her.

Donas kept eating, only chewing a few bites before quickly swallowing, and said helplessly, "We... encountered some things during our travels, and as a result, we didn't get to go to other other worlds. We only went to three, one of which was a transit point. The cabbage in that world was incredibly delicious, what a pity! What a pity! What a pity!"

"They ate it all."

"Not a single one was brought back."

After saying that, Donas's melancholy expression immediately turned into a beaming smile when she thought about using all the vegetables and fruits from the Kirby world to help the disaster victims in the King of Glory world.

A satisfied smile appeared on his lips.

Her eyebrows were curved, like two crescent moons.

It's regrettable not being able to bring back any spoils, but at least they helped feed many disaster victims during the relief efforts. Small items served a big purpose, which is something to be happy about!
Squirting in her chair, Donas hummed a little tune, refocusing her attention on eating.

Thinking about Donas's words
Its anticlimactic way of expressing itself left Huang Musong completely confused.

Which other world's cabbage is particularly delicious?

How come you didn't bring back even one?

Tsk!
Forget it.

As long as the doro are happy, joyful, healthy, and safe, that's all that matters.

Without pressing for details, Huang Musong ate while looking at his phone, secretly planning his work for tomorrow.

……

next morning
As soon as it was light, Huang Musong got up on time and prepared to go to the north of the capital to supervise the construction of the Orunji Orchard, according to the original plan.

The second area, Orunji Orchard, covers several tens of acres, roughly equivalent to three and a half football fields.

Watermelons were replaced with oranges.

The minimum production volume is enough to meet the consumption needs of one city in Hebei Province during the Spring Festival period.

“It’s a pity that my hometown is in the southeast of the capital, while Wujia Village happens to be in the northwest suburbs of the capital. That place is closer to Qingcheng. The best sales channels for Wujia Village are to be spread to the northwest. If we hurry now, we should be able to catch the Spring Festival season.” Huang Musong stood in front of the bathroom sink, brushing his teeth while thinking about business, his heart heavy.

The pressure is a bit high!
As the saying goes: If you are slow at one step, you will be slow at every step.

In business, you must seize the initiative.

Especially when the overall environment for the real economy is sluggish, we must be bold enough to seize opportunities.

The market price of oranges in Qingcheng area is 5 yuan per kilogram, and the transportation cost is as high as 30%. If the price is lower than 3 yuan per kilogram, it will definitely result in a loss.

Since it's a loss at 3 yuan/jin, I'll price it at 3.3 yuan/jin. After tax, I won't make a penny, which will absolutely kill the distributors!
Having made up his mind, Huang Musong quickly combed his hair, got dressed, and tiptoed past the doro's room.

The villa is quite large, with plenty of empty rooms. We'll allocate one room for the Doro members.

The double bed, specially made at 3m x 3m, is big enough for four little ones to play around in.

However, Doraemon prefers to sleep in the same bed with a person (Huang Musong). Last night, it slept with Huang Musong and is currently still sound asleep.

Passing by the door of the doro's room,

Huang Musong quickened his pace downstairs.
He only took his girlfriend, Su Qingyao, with him to the north of the city.

On the way to the north of the city, Huang Musong would drop Su Qingyao off at university. He planned to arrive at Wujia Village around nine o'clock in the morning.

As soon as he started the car and drove away from the villa garage, Dorothy, rubbing his sleepy eyes, went to the next room to find Donas, Dorothy, and Pina.

"Has the person gone out?"

Doraemon yawned and climbed into bed.

Dorothy stood in front of the bay window and looked out until the rear of the car disappeared from sight. Then she picked up her phone and sent a message to Sister Su.

↓-——WeChat——↓

Dorothy: If someone suddenly wants to go home, Sister Su, please let us know right away! Also, let us know when Sister Su is almost at school! We'll be at the boxing gym around 10:30 AM. Sister Su, would you like to come with us at noon to decorate the birthday party with confetti and streamers?
Su Qingyao: Okay. (Reply instantly)
↑-——WeChat——↑

After receiving a reply from Sister Su, Dorothy put away her phone and contentedly went back to bed for a nap.

This morning, it appeared that Huang Musong secretly went to work alone.
In reality, everything is under the control of the Doro.

The four little ones were actually worried that people might intentionally take them out.

This will result in not having enough time to set up the final decoration for the birthday party!
Now that they have plenty of time, the Doro and Pina slept in until almost noon.

...

That afternoon.

After the venue was set up as scheduled, Dorothy, Dorothy, Donas, and Pina chased and played around in the spacious boxing gym, while the loudspeaker played the English song "Happy Birthday".

Because Huang Musong has almost no social life outside of work,
Almost all the people attending his birthday party were familiar faces.

Aside from Lü Meiqi being Su Qingyao's best friend, Chen Yu being Su Qingyao's college classmate, Shu Chu and Mikasa being Huang Musong's employees, the rest are Huang Musong's family members.

Arwen and Taihua are also considered family.
After all, Donas and Dorothy considered them family.

Doro's family is family too!
After confirming that the speakers were working, Su Qingyao first turned off the power to the boxing gym and went downstairs to put up a sign that read "Closed for one day".

As the lights went out, the boxing gym was plunged into complete darkness, so dark you couldn't see your hand in front of your face.

The four little ones gradually quieted down.
They lined up in front of the French windows, hoping for people to arrive.

"People~"

Doro murmured softly, her heart pounding, trembling with excitement, her dark, bright pupils gleaming like searchlights. Half a year had passed.
From our first encounter in early summer to the golden autumn of October, and then from October into the depths of winter.

It seems like only a little over two hundred days,

But countless beautiful memories remain in Doraemon's heart—

There's a small piece of Oorunji, a fragrant Shaxian snack chicken leg rice, a sweet taro milk tea, and the anticipation of waiting all day in the basement for someone to come home from work...

At this moment, Doraemon didn't know how to express himself. Why did happy memories always bring tears to his eyes?

Blinking, Doraemon held back his tears; good days shouldn't be filled with tears.

Dorothy noticed that Dorothy sounded like she was about to cry, and after glancing at her, she realized that it was just too emotional.

hmm~
I'm so excited!

Being adopted is indeed a very happy thing.

Dorothy straightened her glasses, recalling a time when she had also wandered the suburbs for a long period of time.

Back then, if I wanted to find an owner, it probably wouldn't have been too difficult.

Even though many human cubs inexplicably harbor hostility towards us doro,

But more people still like our Doro.

However, if you are adopted as a pet, being kept at home all day is like being in prison.

Adoption that deprives one of freedom is unacceptable!

He never restricts me; he's a very good person.

Dorothy pondered, unlike Doraemon who couldn't hide her thoughts, she silently continued to gaze at the street outside the window through the glass.

Donas didn't have much of an opinion on the adoption project.

Squeezed between Dorothy and Dorothy,
Donas's tail swayed left and right.
It was thinking about how to scare people later.

and also!

The big cake was made by Sister Fumina herself, with cream made with O'Runji fruit juice, it's sure to taste amazing.

The cake doesn't look very appealing, but that shouldn't stop me from eating it. I'm going to eat my fill tonight...

Different doro have different ideas.

The only thing they had in common was that they were all waiting for Huang Musong to return.
Tonight's birthday party has to be a blast!
Meanwhile, the setting sun painted half the sky red, bathing the entire capital in a sky that was blue in the east and red in the west. The blue gradually encroached on the red, and night was about to replace dusk, while a cold wind blowing from the northwest added a touch of desolation.

In the north of the city, Huang Musong was stuck in traffic on the overpass and finally managed to get onto the auxiliary road from the exit.

I was in a hurry before leaving home this morning and didn't pay much attention to the date.

While busy with work, I happened to see on the calendar that it was December 7th.
Huang Musong then remembered that today was his birthday.

I'm used to it. I've never experienced the joy of birthdays since I was a child, so it doesn't matter which day is my birthday.

Slightly easing off the accelerator, Huang Musong pulled over to the side of the road as they approached the boxing gym. He reclined his seat, enjoying the quiet solitude...

How long has it been since it's been this quiet?

It probably started when I met Doraemon.

It turns out that quiet can feel so bad; loneliness can breed emptiness.

Huang Musong exhaled slowly, feeling a sudden emptiness in his heart. After hesitating for a long time, he finally dialed his mother's number.

Huang Musong: "Hello?"

Mother: "Oh, it's Xiaosong! What's up? Tell me quickly, I haven't gotten off work yet."

Huang Musong: "It's nothing, it's just... um. I'll transfer 50,000 yuan to your bank card in a few days. It's money to supplement your household expenses for the next twelve months."

Mother: "Where did you get so much money? You haven't done anything illegal or disorderly, have you?"

Huang Musong: "Don't worry. I changed jobs, and my boss is a good person. He knows our family is having difficulties, so he's given me a year-end bonus for two years in a row."

Mother: "Really? Work hard for your boss, and when you come back to the village in a couple of years, your father and I will use our connections to find you a wife..."

"Beep, beep, beep."
Before his mother could finish speaking, Huang Musong abruptly hung up the phone, his brows furrowed and a helpless sigh escaping his lips.

I should have known better than to make that call.

Sure enough, Mom was just as clueless as ever.

To put it nicely, they're confused; to put it bluntly, they don't care about themselves at all. This is a common problem in rural areas of Hebei province: children are simply born, and as long as they grow up and don't starve or die of illness, that's enough. As for the birthday, it's slightly better for only children, but for families with more children…

"Ah."

Shaking his head, Huang Musong smiled bitterly, feeling quite uncomfortable.

Regardless of the fact that my mother doesn't remember her own birthday, when it comes to marriage, she has even forgotten that he is no longer single.

No way!

The families in small towns and rural areas can be really distressing.

It wasn't that Huang Musong was blaming his parents; he simply felt that struggling alone in a big city was too exhausting. The more money he earned, the more he learned. The more he learned, the broader his understanding became. And with a broader understanding came a rise in his worries.

After being depressed for a long time, Huang Musong suddenly thought of the Doro, and the gloomy expression on his face immediately disappeared.

"Hey."

Huang Musong immediately adjusted his seat, sat up, and unconsciously smiled.

Today is my birthday.
Go back and tell Doraemon, it will definitely be surprised, right?
I'm taking the Doro guys out for a big meal tonight!
Treat it as celebrating my own birthday.

With that in mind, Huang Musong started driving again, and the two-kilometer journey only took three minutes.

Upon arriving at the boxing gym, Huang Musong first went to the fruit shop, where he saw several dumbbells serving as waiters.

The only employees in the milk tea shop were part-time college students who were busy fulfilling orders.

Why are the lights off in the boxing gym on the second floor?
"Didn't Yao Yao say she would come to the boxing gym to wait for me first?" Huang Musong muttered to himself as he walked around the "Temporarily Closed" sign, went up the stairs to the entrance of the boxing gym, and was surprised to find that the door was unlocked.

Pushing open the door, the room was pitch black, and pressing the light switch did not produce any effect.

My curiosity grew stronger.

But before Huang Musong could figure out what was going on,

A muffled thud startled him, causing him to instinctively take a half-step back.

clap clap clap...

Then came a series of sounds as lights were turned on.

The blinding light, like a flashbang, made Huang Musong unable to open his eyes. He vaguely caught a glimpse of a familiar figure standing in front of him.

It's Donas!

The little guy held the firework tubes high with both hands.
The muffled sound just now was from Donas launching the fireworks.

"Happy birthday, hahaha..."

The laughter was a bit manic. Donas threw away the empty firework tube and happily ran laps around Huang Musong on all fours.

The boy's manic laughter echoed through the boxing gym.

The sense of accomplishment from perfectly using fireworks to prank and scare people thrilled Donas.

Patting his chest to calm down, Huang Musong realized what was going on. It turned out that the Doros had secretly prepared a birthday party for him!

Since Donas was a participant,
Dorothy and Doraemon will also be involved.

So……

Just then, Huang Musong heard a knocking sound behind him. He turned around and saw Duoluo standing outside the door.

I didn't notice Duoluo following me when I went upstairs. I guess it hid in the milk tea shop beforehand and took advantage of the few seconds it had to sneak up behind me.

I stopped thinking about unimportant matters.

Huang Musong turned around, his gaze fixed on Duoluo, and waited with great excitement for it to speak.

Doraemon stood at the door
It lifted the cake box with both hands together.

I walked in cautiously.

A small orange cake, its entirety visible through transparent plastic packaging, with a few large, crooked words written on its surface in black chocolate sauce—

Happy birthday, dear!
With a smile, Duoluo walked step by step toward Huang Musong and presented him with the cake.

Reaching out, Huang Musong took the cake, squatted down, and hugged Duoluo tightly.

"Thank you."

Her voice was choked with emotion, and her eyes were moist.

Huang Musong held the cake in one hand and carried Duoluo in his other arm, walking into the inner hall of the boxing gym. (End of this chapter)