Chapter 923 Good Deeds

The customers on the first floor of the pet shop waited and waited, and the legendary earthquake did not come. Later, they even hoped for a slight earthquake. Otherwise, wouldn’t the phone calls to relatives and friends just now be rumors? Thinking of the possibility of going to jail for dinner because of five hundred turns, the chrysanthemums turning into sunflowers, and the few people who had the most fun were even more panicked than the real earthquake, so they hurriedly called their relatives and friends to explain that they were just joking...

The rain outside was not in a hurry, and there was no sign of clearing up in a short time.

Not everyone carries an umbrella when they go out. It is not easy to take a taxi or ride a ride in rainy days. People who are bored can only talk about their experiences and experiences of raising pets.

"Hey, that customer! That's right, it's you!" Wang Gan ran over to prevent a customer from throwing the empty bottle of Feizhai Happy Water into the trash can, but pointed to the sign on the wall. The notice board said: "Our store actively responds to the country's environmental protection policy and advocates garbage classification and recycling. Please throw plastic bottles into the special trash bin next to it."

In the past, there was only one trash can at the entrance of the pet store, and any garbage was thrown into it, but recently another trash can was added next to it. Two trash cans stand side by side, the same style but different colors. The new bin has a "recycle" sign on the front, a down arrow pointing to it, and the words "Plastic bottles in this bin" posted on the wall.

Most young people like to drink beverages, and it is common for them to carry beverage bottles in their hands when they enter the store. After most customers notice it, they will consciously throw the empty bottle into the designated trash can according to the rules, but there are also a small number of customers who don't pay attention or don't care. At this time, Wang Gan will remind him aloud.

But occasionally some customers are more unusual. Maybe they have participated in the school basketball team for a few days and thought they were possessed by LeBron Bryant. It's the norm, and it's rare to throw it right.

At this time, Zhan Tian walked over, picked up the empty bottle thrown outside, let go of his mouth, put it into the designated trash can, and then returned to his original position and lay down on the second floor stairs.

That's embarrassing.

Once you come and go, few people will humiliate themselves.

This trash can was suggested by Wang Gan.

One is because with the increasing number of customers in the store, the original trash cans are not enough, and they have to be emptied several times a day, and empty bottles take up the most space in the bucket; the other is to get a special trash can, It is convenient to collect empty bottles, otherwise, if they are mixed with other garbage and picked up outside... it will be a bit of a waste.

Zhang Zian had no reason to object to such a kind proposal, and immediately agreed. Lu Yiyun helped to hand-paint the arrows and recycling signs, which were pasted on the wall and the front of the barrel respectively.

Not only in the pet store, but also in the aquarium next door. There is a special trash can, and Li Kun will remind customers like Wang Qian, but the traffic there is not as much as here, and the number of empty bottles collected every day is small. much. In addition, most of the people who visit the aquarium are relatively calm middle-aged and elderly people, and they don't like drinking drinks very much.

Every morning, Wang Gan and Li Kun would lead the puppies in the store, bring cat food, walk the dogs in the green area and feed the stray cats. Now they will each carry a black garbage bag, which is filled with large and small empty bottles, and place them near the house of the old woman who picked them up.

In the past, the empty bottles in the pet shop were randomly thrown into the designated trash bins on the street. Instead of making it cheaper for others, it is better to spend some effort and let the old lady have more time to take Bomei out to bask in the sun.

Good deeds are manifested in the little things in daily life.

It is very simple to do one good deed, and it is also very simple to do one day of good deeds, but what if it is three hundred years of good deeds?

If a person can do good deeds for three hundred years, he is probably a kind person like Tang Seng in ten generations. He is so lucky that he seems to have saved the world in his previous life. All kinds of girls, whether they are human or not.

According to the fairy tale, if the little mermaid who has turned into a bubble can do good deeds for three hundred years, she will be able to obtain an immortal soul and share all the eternal happiness of mankind.

The light wind blows the drizzle, and it spills into the room from the open window on the second floor.

Zhang Zian took one last look at the silver-like lightning between the lead gray clouds, carefully closed the window, stared at the crack on the glass and sighed, his heart was full of ballsy sadness, and now his wallet was about to bleed again .

But forget it, anyway, the weather is getting warmer and warmer, stick it with scotch tape first, as long as it is not broken, and then change the glass when it is about to enter winter.

"π, are you okay?" He pulled out a wet wipe and handed it to π.

"Squeak." π's nosebleed had stopped long ago, only a few drops, and it was not serious. He took the tissue, wiped it under his nose nonchalantly, wiped his hands clean, and wanted to go back to his chair to write a novel.

"Wait, π, let's rest for a while before writing." Zhang Zian dissuaded, "Go back to the hanging basket wicker chair and lie down for a while, you fell asleep just now, you must be very sleepy, right? Writing novels is not in a hurry. "

"Squeak." π nodded, returned to the basket obediently, pulled the blanket over his body, and closed his eyes.

Fei Na and Lao Cha finally returned to normal, but their eyes were still full of surprise and suspicion.

"Zian, what happened just now?" Old Cha picked up the hat, put it on, and straightened the hat.

"Old Man Cha, I still want to ask you, what happened to you when I went downstairs just now?" Zhang Zian was asking Old Cha, but his eyes were also scanning Fei Na.

Fina's anger still persisted, and she remained silent. Its face was so heavy that it was almost dripping water. It had never suffered such a heavy loss. It was laid down without even seeing the enemy. The most important thing was that it lost its composure in front of this mere servant. Lose face!

Old Cha took a deep breath, and pondered: "After you went downstairs, the old man was going to go into the bathroom to comfort Shihua and tell her not to cry, but suddenly he had a splitting headache, as if there were thousands of steel needles in his ears. It's like being pierced, that kind of pain...even Da Luo Jinxian must not be able to bear it! Even if you cover your ears, it will only relieve you a little bit, until the thunder sounds..."

Fina did not express any objection to Lao Cha's narration.

"Master Tea, you actually have a splitting headache, and..." Zhang Zian sighed, looked at π's sleeping face in the hanging basket, and said, "And the one who caused π to have a nosebleed, and the one who made the cat downstairs The dog panicked, making the bat outside the window unable to find Bei... The culprit of all this is Shihua's crying!"...

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