That's just enough points.

Chen Shu's room was used by her alone when she was a child, and the bed was relatively small. Now it can barely accommodate her and her husband.

As for the son?

It's quite convenient to have a bunk on the ground. Ding Zeyu doesn't care where he sleeps, as long as he has a mobile phone to play with.

"Xiaoyu, wake up." Chen Wen tugged at his collar, knelt down and patted Ding Zeyu's face, "I went for a morning jog with me."

Ding Zeyu muttered twice, opened his eyes in a daze, and saw two evil spirits squatting in front of his floor.

?!

Is it poisonous?

"Don't go...don't bother me..."

As soon as the quilt was covered, his head shrank, and Ding Zeyu shrank into his turtle shell, just wanting to continue sleeping.

"You lost a bet to me before. You have to run every morning during the winter vacation."

"What? I don't remember." Ding Zeyu said in a dull voice, "Uncle, you remembered it wrong!"

"I'm really sorry?"

"I can't afford it."

"Sure?"

"Yeah, yeah."

"Fine."

Chen Wen stood up again, pulled Jiang Qiuyi out of the house, and gave his elder sister a wink before leaving.

Chen Shu gave the two people an OK gesture.

Ding Zeyu is still sleeping.

Little did they know that an invisible net had already been cast.

…

At eight o'clock in the morning, Ding Zeyu stretched beautifully, sat up with a yawn, got up, got dressed, washed his face and brushed his teeth, and then went downstairs to eat.

After eating, he had to do his homework and complete his one-hour study assignment in the morning before he could get the phone from his mother.

However, when he closed his homework at nine-thirty and ran to his mother excitedly, what he got was not a mobile phone, but a strange tips bag.

"What do you mean?" Ding Zeyu looked at the bag of tips in his hand in confusion, "Where is my cell phone?"

Where is my mobile phone?

Chen Shu raised her chin, sat on the sofa and looked at her son with a smile, gesturing for him to watch for himself.

You can’t just stuff your phone into your bag, right?

Ding Zeyu doubted the weight of the package and had no hope at all.

Sure enough, when he opened the bag, there was no dear mobile phone inside, only a piece of paper.

Taking out the paper, Ding Zeyu slowly spread it out.

Taking a closer look, the beginning was "To my dear little nephew". Ding Zeyu's eyelids jumped when he saw it, and he immediately felt that something was wrong.

My mobile phone...I'm afraid it's already been stolen...

He continued to look down, his eyelids twitching wildly, and he felt that the word "morning jogging" was written crookedly on the paper.

In fact, this is indeed the case.

Jiang Qiu temporarily confiscated his mobile phone under the banner that he had not kept his promise to go for a morning run. He had to make up for the morning running debt he had owed in the past few days before he could get his beloved mobile phone back.

The task is very simple, just serve you once.

[...Waiting for you to play with the cat stick with Youzhong, comb Youzhong's hair, wipe the feces from his eyes and butt, pour him cat food and water, unwrap some cat snacks for him to eat, and finally shovel the poop, you

Your mobile phone will naturally appear in front of you]

"..." Ding Zeyu clasped his hands together, crumpled the paper into a ball, gritted his teeth and asked, "Where are my uncle and aunt?"

Chen Shu tugged on the black button on her collar, looked at him with a smile, and replied: "They went shopping with your grandma."

"What about my cell phone?"

"You have to look at the tips for this, I don't know."

"...Bah." Ding Zeyu originally wanted to curse out his words, but seeing the look in his mother's eyes, Ding Zeyu obediently suppressed the curse words.

He was so angry that he re-opened the crumpled paper in his hand, and after looking at it carefully for a long time, he saw from the cracks in the words that there were two words "Devil" written all over the paper!

People under the eaves have to bow their heads.

In order to save his beloved mobile phone, Ding Zeyu had no choice but to turn around and walk to his uncle and aunt's bedroom, and take care of him first.

Following the instructions on the paper, Ding Zeyu opened the door of his uncle's bedroom, hugged Youzhong who was lying on the cotton bed and took a nap, took out a combing brush and brushed it.

Compared to Jiang Qiuyi, Youzai's attitude towards Ding Zeyu is obviously much better.

Besides, it's such a beautiful thing as combing, so I feel like lying there comfortably, enjoying the unexpected service.

After combing the fur, I played with it for a while with the cat stick, and then took out the cat strip to feed it.

Then adding cat food and water, Ding Zeyu picked up the shovel and garbage bag and prepared to shovel poop.

At this moment, on the windowsill, a camera was faithfully recording everything in front of him.

Chen Shu also walked to the door with a smile, folded her arms and leaned against the door frame. She felt very interesting watching her son being teased.

"Mom, you really don't know where my phone is?"

"I gave it out yesterday, and they gave it to them." Chen Shu looked at him shoveling shit, and was a little curious, "What's written on it?"

"Let me take care of you..."

"That's it?"

"...The key is that I have taken care of it now!" Ding Zeyu said angrily, "Then I will..."

Halfway through, Ding Zeyu's shovel suddenly made a "bang~" sound, as if it had knocked down something hard.

What the hell?

Ding Zeyu glanced into the cat litter box and thought, are all cat poops so hard now?

As a result, after the shovel pulled away all the cat litter around it, a small iron box appeared in front of Ding Zeyu.

Ding Zeyu: "?"
Chapter completed!