Phil Gray, having finished a long day at work, opened his door, hung his coat on the rack by the door, and heard the sound of a television coming from inside.
"Tom, you've stolen food again! I'll beat you to death!"
Then a familiar and pleasant melody began to play. Phil Gray shook his head helplessly. Was someone watching Tom and Jerry?
As they entered the living room, sure enough, a black cat was lying on the sofa, a potato chip in its mouth, watching Tom and Jerry with great interest.
"I really want to take you to work!" Phil Gray said with a smile, patting the kitten's head.
Then I heard a loud bang from the kitchen.
Phil Gray was startled and rushed over, only to find a girl in a light yellow dress dumping a pile of charred things into a trash can.
When she saw him coming over, she gave an obviously embarrassed smile: "The oil at home might be counterfeit. I'll buy new one tomorrow."
"It's good that you're not injured. Thank you for your hard work."
"It's alright, it's alright. I'm happy to cook for you. You've had a long day at work, go and rest!"
"good."
Phil Gray returned to the sofa, and the black cat reluctantly made way for him.
How was your day?
The sudden sound drew Phil Gray's attention to the balcony, where a man in a black short-sleeved shirt and shorts was watering the trees beside it.
This tree is huge; its top is right up to the ceiling, while its roots are curled up in a square flowerpot that's only one square meter in size.
There's such a big tree growing in my yard?
Phil Gray had a strange feeling, but quickly realized there was nothing wrong with it.
"It might not be good. A few rich kids have been demoted to the company. They want to take over the projects I've been in charge of and even want to replace me." His expression turned serious when he talked about going to work.
"Hmph, you've been doing this for so many years, do you think they can just replace you whenever they want?"
The man in black said disdainfully.
"Of course, I still need this job to support you all."
"Haha, Ans just told me today that some of the scripts he wrote sold for a good price, and he said you should quit your job so he can support you."
Phil Gray smiled. "It's not impossible, but I won't resign voluntarily unless they can get me out of this position."
Just then, the door creaked open, and another person walked in: one with long golden hair and delicate features, and the other who was drunk, his face flushed.
"Tsk, Ans, Watton? Why are you two back together?" The man in black put down his water jug and asked.
“I had just met with the person who would buy the script, and when I came back I found him standing drunk at the intersection. To prevent him from getting hit by a car, I pulled him back.” Ans’s face showed disgust.
"Waaaaah—my goddess got married today! I can't live anymore! Devotion is always betrayed, I'd rather be a wanderer..." He had barely finished speaking when he collapsed onto the carpet, completely drunk and unconscious.
"Alright, that saves us another meal tonight." Ans stepped over him and went straight to Phil Gray, asking expectantly, "I sold several scripts today. Is there anything you'd like to buy?"
“I don’t want anything. Keep your hard-earned money and buy whatever you want,” Phil Gray said with a smile.
"But I want to buy something for Phil!"
"Then let's buy a potted plant. I like white, so I can put it on my desk."
"good!"
"Me too! I want a whole bucket of dried fish!"
Amidst the cacophony of television noise, the black cat precisely captured the key information and skipped over to speak.
Phil Gray suddenly felt something was off; how could a cat talk?
No, his cat seems to talk all the time.
"Okay, okay, I'll buy it for you too," Ans replied helplessly.
"I want some too! I want milk tea, not water!" Everyone's eyes turned to the balcony. The tree swayed its leaves, then pulled its roots out of the soil and transformed into a five- or six-year-old girl.
This...this is too fantastical!
Phil Gray paused for a moment, but... but the tree in his yard really did seem to be able to transform into a little girl.
Hmm, something feels off.
"Don't agree to her request. I just gave her water. Children won't grow up if they drink too much milk tea."
"You're bad! Vino is a big bad guy!" the little girl said angrily.
"Alright, since that's the case, I'll prepare a gift for each of you." Ans looked up at the ceiling. "Let's ask Grandpa if there's anything he wants first?"
Grandpa? What grandpa?
Phil Gray also looked up and saw a strange chandelier hanging in the center of the ceiling. The chandelier was shaped like an eye, and it was this light that illuminated the living room.
"I don't want anything, just buy dried fish for the night."
Suddenly, the chandelier conjured up an old face, which smiled and spoke to them.
Phil Gray rubbed his eyes. How did this get so outrageous?
"Hehe!" The cat chuckled, leaped up, and perched on the chandelier, casting a flickering shadow across the entire living room.
"Stop fooling around! Night is coming!" Phil Gray scolded.
"All right."
Night fell, pouting in dissatisfaction.
Ans turned his gaze to Vino, who smiled and said, "How about we buy some tickets and go to a haunted house together this weekend?"
"..."
"Dinner's ready! Your whole family spends so much on groceries every meal, you shouldn't waste money."
The woman in the yellow dress came out of the kitchen and greeted everyone.
"Okay! Time to eat!" The cat darted off to the dining room.
"You guys eat first, I'll go deliver some food to the neighbors. Old Man Man only knows how to read all day, his presbyopia is almost turning into nearsightedness. His children aren't home tonight, so he probably hasn't cooked again."
"Okay, thank you for your hard work!"
"It's okay, you guys eat first, so it doesn't get cold."
"good."
The food was surprisingly delicious, and Phil Gray ate a large bowl of it.
After dinner, Phil Gray felt a little sleepy. He said goodbye to everyone and went back to his bedroom.
After washing up, he lay in bed, thinking about how to deal with those rich kids with powerful connections. They wanted to take his position, but he wasn't about to step down voluntarily.
She still has to support her entire family.
However, Ans has really grown up. His personality has become much more cheerful, and he has even learned to share his burdens.
Vino has also become more aware of his role as an older brother and is able to take good care of Little Kasa and Night. However, he occasionally likes to play pranks, and his profession is also somewhat embarrassing.
Vino claimed to the outside world: "If you give me a thousand yuan, I will appear at your funeral wearing a black suit and holding an umbrella, and look at your portrait with a deep and nostalgic gaze, making others think that you have a terrible and interesting mysterious past."
Phil Gray rubbed his forehead as he thought about this.
And then there's Watton, that guy gets dumped every other day...
Oh, and Grandpa too...
Wait a minute, Phil Gray sat up in bed, increasingly uneasy.
Would a normal family have a talking light bulb grandpa?
And what about Little Casa? Would a normal person have a tree in their home that turns into a little girl?
Just then, the door rang. Phil Gray opened the door, and there stood a little girl holding a doll.
"Brother Phil, can I have a chat with you?"
"Okay, okay, come in. What's wrong?"
The little girl sat on his bed.
"I heard you say something today, it seems like you're about to lose your job?"
Phil Gray was both amused and exasperated: "Not yet, this isn't something a child should worry about."
“But if you lose your job, we won’t be able to buy good food anymore, and the house will be taken back.”
“So don’t worry, I’ll do my best to keep this job. And Ans and Wino have grown up and started earning money, so we won’t lack food in the future.” Phil Gray patted her little head.
The little girl pouted, "You believe them? If you weren't here, they'd be completely unreliable!"
"I won't be gone!"
You're lying!
"No……"
“Brother, if you lose your job, you lose it. If they want your job, just give it to them. We are a happy family, even if we sleep on the streets! But if you are gone, our family will really fall apart!”
Phil Gray simply looked at the little girl quietly and wiped away her tears. "But I want to protect you. I don't want you to sleep on the streets or go hungry."
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