MTL - Pet King-Chapter 1 Pocahontas Pet Store

On the vast and magnificent eastern coastline of the motherland, there is a quiet seaside city called Binhai. It has a beautiful scenery, a high economic level, and a slow pace of life. There are no large industrial enterprises nearby, and it is a good place to live and live.

这座 In this city with a somewhat perfunctory name, there is an unknown pet shop.

In the early morning, a taxi stopped at the pet shop's door. Zhang Zi'an stepped out of the car, took the pull-down suitcase from the trunk, and thanked the taxi master.

The taxi disappeared at the end of the street. Zhang Zi'an took a breath of salty air and looked up at the pet shop's sign: Qiyuan Pet Store.

The shutter door of the pet shop is closed, and a notice of A4 paper is affixed to the door. There are only four characters on the notice: temporarily closed.

He did not hesitate to lift the notice, crumpled it into his pocket, because he posted the notice.

If you take a closer look at his face, you will find that he has very serious dark circles, bloodshot eyes, and obviously he has not rested for several days, and his mood is very low.

He took out the key, unlocked it, and pulled the shutter door up, exposing the floor-to-ceiling glass door of the pet shop.

Opened the second lock on the glass door and pushed open the door. Since the door had not been opened for several days, the air in the room was dull. He opened the two glass doors completely and dragged the trunk into it.

"Here you are," he murmured.

The pet shop is very quiet. There are no meows, no dogs barking, no birds crying, no fish jumping, as quiet as a grave, only some empty cages and display boxes, and some uncleaned cat litter and bird droppings scattered in the cages. It smelled a little, and everything showed that the owner and pets left in a hurry.

At that moment, Zhang Zi'an seemed to see the busy and lively scene of the pet shop in the past. The concerto composed of the sounds of various pets resounded day and night ... He shook his head, left the memories behind him, and carried the trolley case. Go down the stairs to the second floor.

He returned to his previous room, opened the window to ventilate, and took the black and white portrait of his parents out of the trolley case, placed it squarely on the writing desk, folded his hands together, and prayed silently to the portrait.

Not long after graduating from Zhang Zi'an University, I just found a fairly good job in a foreign country, and one night I received the news of my parents' car accident. If he was struck by lightning, he hurried back to Binhai. His father died on the spot in a car accident, and his mother was seriously injured. He was rescued in the ICU ward for several days, but died unfortunately in the end.

This pet shop is the only legacy left by his parents.

After Zhang Zi'an rushed back, he saw his mother's last side, and the mother looked at him anxiously, and said with a weak voice, "Zi'an, the pet in the shop ..."

He understood the meaning of his mother. The pets in the store had been left unattended for a few days. If he continued to do so, he would be starved to death, so he hurried back to the store. At that time, the animals were all dying, like Like his mother. In order to rush back to the hospital to accompany his mother, he can only dispose of these pets as soon as possible, and sell them at a low price. If no one buys them, he will give them away.

After I rushed back to the hospital, he told his mother, "Pets are all right, you can rest assured." Then the mother shook his hand and passed away with a smile.

After that, it was a funeral funeral. Zhang Zi'an didn't know what to do. Fortunately, there were some friends who were enthusiastic about neighbors and parents to help, and relatives came from abroad. After a few more days of tossing, the parents' ashes To the cemetery.

During this period, Zhang Zi'an has been living in a small hotel next to the hospital and has not returned here until today.

There are two floors above and below the pet shop, the first floor is a shop and the second floor is a residence. Although the area is not large, it is the result of years of hard work of parents.

There are two ways in front of Zhang Zi'an. One is to sell or rent the shop, cherish the hard-earned work, and the other is to stay in Binhai City and inherit this pet shop.

父母 Although his parents opened a pet shop, like other parents, parents are afraid of affecting his learning and are not allowed to participate in the daily operation of the pet shop, so he knows almost nothing about how to run a pet shop.

He told him that the first way should be chosen.

His stomach gurgles and he doesn't eat well for a few days. He decides to find a stall to fill his stomach before he considers the problem. He asked the company for a month's leave. There are still a few days left, so there is no need to rush to make a decision. When hungry, decisions are often irrational.

Walking downstairs, Zhang Zi'an saw a small figure flashing beside the floor-to-ceiling glass door.

Is there a thief?

But what can a thief steal? It would be nice if I stole cat litter and saved me to clean it up. He thought with a grin.

谁 "Who is it?" He asked, raising his voice.

A girl with two pigtails braided near the door, poked out her little head, and asked timidly: "Is that ... open ... the door open?"

女孩 The girl, wearing a yellow hat and carrying a pink schoolbag, looks about seven or eight years old. Her eyes were wide, her knees were bent, and she was paired with two little braids ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ It was like a frightened little white rabbit who met the big wolf and might run away at any time.

子 Zhang Zi'an didn't expect a customer to come to the house so early and thought for a moment: "The door is open, please come in."

The little girl didn't come in immediately, and asked with a little confusion: "Aren't your uncle and aunty here? The door hasn't been opened for many days ... is it a substitution?"

He groaned for a while and said, "No substitutions, that's my dad and my mom."

"Oh." The little girl was relieved.

子 Zhang Zi'an didn't turn on the lights when he came in. The morning sunlight had not yet entered the store. It was quite dark looking from the outside to the room.

走进 She walked into the shop and looked at the empty cage and display cabinet in surprise. "Well! Where are the pets? Where are the pets?"

"I have sold or given away a while ago, don't you know?" Zhang Zi'an said. The shop was very lively that day, after all, the price was very cheap, not even the cost price, and even free.

The little girl shook her head, "I don't know. I don't allow pets in my house. I only take a look here every morning before school and after school in the afternoon. My uncle and aunt are very good. Although I don't buy them, they never drive me away ... "

"That's it ..." Zhang Zi'an suddenly felt that, in fact, he didn't fully understand his parents, such as why they love pets so much.

"Are you going to stop selling pets here?" The little girl squeezed her lips tightly and looked at him with sad eyes.

Zhang Zi'an thought for a while.

卖 "Sell! Of course! You can come again in a few days." He said with a smile.

"Great!" The little girl jumped happily, "I'm going to school first! Goodbye, the manager brother!"

The manager ... He sighed in his heart, and the decision made by his hungry was irrational.