The annual rural drama of who killed the dog

Zhang Nangu was so surprised by the sudden politeness that her lips moved slightly but she could not speak. She turned to Liu Ting and shouted: "Why are you crying? Aren't you ashamed enough? Come home with me."

Two clear tear marks hung on his face, and his nose became even redder due to the cold wind. Liu Ting couldn't move, and Zhang Nangu walked over them to grab him.

Liu Ting bent his knees and pressed his feet against the ground, trying to shake her hand off. "I won't go back."

"If you don't come back, just go wander outside and don't come back to this house. I don't have two or three thousand yuan to give you dog shots."

"Dog injection?" Xiang Chuzhe's eyes widened, and he immediately turned around and looked him up and down: "Where did you bite?"

Liu Ting's tears fell like raindrops, and he sobbed, "Right leg."

Cheng Enyue already understood the whole story and said, "Chuzhe, let's take Xiaoting to the hospital."

Cheng Enyue held Liu Ting's hand tightly and stroked his back to ease his tension. The nurse gently pushed out some fluid from the injection and said, "It will be a little painful after the injection, just bear with it."

The skewers hotpot was steaming hot, and the tomato-flavored pot had a slightly sour smell.

The hot food warmed his stomach and Liu Ting's mood improved a little.

Cheng Enyue picked up a beef ball for him and said, "Brother, I got two more skewers of meatballs. I'll give one to our Xiao Ting who bravely got the injection."

"Thank you, brother." Liu Ting said seriously, "I will pay you back when I make money."

"It's settled then."

Liu Huabao suggested: "A Ting, why don't you stay at my house for a while after you go back? You still have two injections to take. Wait until your mother calms down before going back."

After the boys finished listening to Cheng Enyue's story, Song Yifan and Li Xuran put their bowls on the table tacitly, and unpleasant memories came to their minds.

"Did I tell you last time? That vicious and unethical black bitch will bite someone sooner or later." Song Yifan pretended to be scared and hugged Li Xuran who was picking up food. "Fortunately, we are lucky, woo woo woo."

The chopsticks were still suspended in the air. Li Xuran acted with him, gently touched his head and said, "Don't be afraid, your dad will protect you."

"Go to hell." Song Yifan let him go and said indignantly, "The owner of that house is really out of line."

"I also want to give that dog two sticks after listening to it." Jiang Lin said disdainfully, "It rushed out to bite people for no reason. It must have left a psychological trauma."

Li Xuran nodded in agreement. "I was scared once before, and I haven't been to Xiaobao's house since then. When the dog rushed out, the owner was like blind and deaf."

Pei Xu said: "Some people in the city have no sense of public morality when raising dogs. It's the same in the countryside. Most of them are local dogs, and they are not small in size, which I am afraid of."

Song Yifan said: "Xiao Ting still needs to get two more injections, and our company will pay for this from the official account."

"Oh, the stingy guy took the initiative to pluck out his feathers." Xiang Chuzhe said, "It's not easy. If I were in Beijing, I would definitely buy a lottery ticket."

"The kid is determined to learn the skills from us, we can't let him down. And we discussed this matter when you took him to get the injection. Now let's see what you and Brother Yue think."

"We have no objection. We will pay even if the company doesn't pay." After saying that, Xiang Chuzhe and Cheng Enyue looked at each other and winked at each other mischievously.

Liu Ting successfully completed the third injection. The black Buick stopped at the delivery point, and the trunk barely fit a few delivery boxes.

"Aunt Xu, I'll give you the black one. Tie it around your feet and you won't have to worry about it getting mixed up."

The teenagers distributed anklets with different colors. Aunt Song said cheerfully, "You are really careful. Even if there is a fence, people might get mixed up. You won't be afraid if you wear the logo."

Liu Shilu cut a cantaloupe and greeted the teenagers, "You have worked hard, this melon is sweet, you can eat it first, don't rush."

Liu Huabao brought them a plate of cut melons, "Brother, here are the toothpicks."

"Xiaobao, why did you put a toothpick on it? It's quite high-end."

"Brother Zhe, my dad specifically told me to do that, otherwise I would have cut it into a big piece and given it to you guys to chew on."

The noise of the quarrel suddenly increased. "You are so unreasonable! Be careful not to lose your virtue!"

The children were eating melons at the door and watching them quarrel. Liu Shilu explained: "Aunt Eighteen's bitch bit two people recently. They were relatives visiting, and the other was a worker who came to help the villagers build a house. They have come to quarrel several times and demand medical expenses. The police have also come, but there is no surveillance. Aunt Eighteen also insisted that it was not their dog that bit people. Aren't they still arguing with each other?"

It was a dark and windy night. Liu He took out a bulging black plastic bag from the pocket of his black sweatshirt.

Liu Yanqing unzipped her schoolbag and took out a few meat buns.

Liu Huabao said: "These meat buns smell delicious to me, what a pity."

"Brother, I'll go since I'm smaller." Liu Ting poked a small hole in the meat bun.

Liu Huabao put on a plastic bag and put things in it, saying, "Okay, then you have to be careful and don't let anyone see you. We'll be on the rooftop keeping watch for you. When the flashlight goes out, you can move."

Everything is ready, and a few people are doing big things in the dark.

Xiang Chuzhe and Song Yifan helped put on the red identification rings in the yard.

"Liu Shilu, call those little beasts out."

Liu Huabao and the young men looked at each other in tacit understanding, then stood up and said, "Brothers, let's go out and take a look."

"We'll go too."

Aunt Eighteen was so angry that her cheeks turned red and she yelled at people to get out.

"Aunt Eighteen, what's wrong?" Liu Huabao calmly helped Liu Shilu sit on the stool.

"Don't play dumb!" Aunt Eighteen roared hysterically, "My dog is dead! It must be you who did it!"

"Aunt Eighteen, you can take random medicines, but you can't say random words. We dare not mess with your dog. Ating is still afraid of it. When he comes to my house, he can only go around the ridges and dare not take the main road."

Liu Ting lowered his head timidly.

"Who else could it be if not you little bastards?"

Aunt Eighteen's loud voice attracted the attention of the villagers. Liu Huabao said disdainfully, "Aunt, watch your mouth. Don't keep calling people little beasts. Your dog is the beast. It bites people randomly. Ting dreams of being bitten by the dog and wakes up from his dream every night!"

"Come and have a look!" Aunt Eighteen shouted to the villagers who were watching. "My bitch was poisoned to death! There was even half a meat bun left in the yard! What else could it be if not poisoned?"

Liu Huabao snorted coldly, "Strange, your dog was poisoned to death and you blame us, how unreasonable!"

"Who else could it be if not you? You were bitten and held a grudge, so you poisoned my dog to death. You are such a scoundrel."

The onlookers were talking about it, but no one supported Aunt Eighteen.

Song Yifan covered his mouth and asked in a low voice: "Chuzhe, do you think they did it?"

"I bet a hundred bucks that they are the ones who are doing the people a disservice."

"I don't think so. Look at them, they are so confident and don't show any fear at all." Song Yifan put his hand on his shoulder and continued to watch.

Liu Ting said aggrievedly: "I am not the only one bitten by your bitch. Weren't there two others bitten by your bitch a while ago?"

Aunt Eighteen snorted disdainfully, "You mean they drove more than ten kilometers to poison our dog? And no one saw it?"

Liu Huabao said: "Isn't it strange? Didn't he come to our village from more than ten kilometers away to be bitten by your dog? He also came several times to ask for medical expenses, and the police even came to our door. Everyone knows about this."

"That's right! Do you think we are young and easy to bully?" Liu He chimed in, not panicking at all.

Aunt Eighteen was in the wrong, but she threatened them angrily: "You don't admit it, right? Do you believe me or not, I will call the police to arrest you?"

Liu Huabao said calmly: "I agree with Auntie's decision. Let's call the police and let them investigate. Otherwise, rumors will spread and they will accuse us of poisoning your dog. How can we survive in the village in the future?"

The villagers watching could not help but chime in: "Yeah, after the investigation, no one has to argue. I see Xiaobao and his friends are busy making fences and feeding chickens at home every day. They don't have time for these lowly things."

Aunt Eighteen turned and yelled at him: "It's not your dog that died, so of course you can talk without any pain in your back."

The middle-aged lady at the side reminded him in a low voice: "Why are you making a noise? Like people raise like dogs. It's better if it dies. My daughter was chased by her dog on her way to school. Fortunately, an adult passing by stopped it with a shovel, otherwise the consequences would be the same as Liu Ting's."

At the beginning of the conversation, another aunt said: "Her dog gave birth to puppies once before, and people in the village were bitten by it, but she still didn't tie it up. Children in the village have to go around the ridges to go to school. She has no sense of public morality. If I were Liu Ting, I would also poison her dog to get rid of the pest in the village."

Aunt Eighteen kept yelling to call the police, and everyone's ears were callused. Seeing that no one sympathized with her, she sat on the ground and cried, "This is so unfair! The dog I raised for several years is now like my child." She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and said, "Now he has been poisoned to death and I still can't get justice."

Liu Huabao showed her his cell phone and said, "Aunt, we are the kind flowers of the future of our country. We will help you call the police without any grudges. Otherwise, this matter cannot be explained clearly."

Song Yifan smiled secretly and said, "Xiaobao's move is really pleasing to the eyes! This kid has this side of him."

Xiang Chuzhe also laughed secretly: "I love dogs, but I don't sympathize with this family and the dog. If we hadn't come, the child would have been bitten and there would have been no money for dog shots. Who would be responsible if he got rabies?"

"No matter who is responsible, it can't be the master."

The blue and white police car drove into the village with sirens blaring and red and blue roof lights flashing.

Aunt Eighteen grabbed the policeman's hand and cried as she went to check on her dead dog. At one point she lay on the ground crying and shouting and refused to get up.

The police looked at the surrounding environment and conducted a brief interview with the villagers. There were no surveillance cameras or witnesses nearby, so Aunt Eighteen accused several teenagers.

Song Yifan poked Liu Ting's tense back with his hand and whispered, "Cry on the ground quickly and say that you were bitten but didn't get any compensation and were wronged."

Commanding Chuzhe: "If you don't have tears, then put some saliva on it and howl louder!"

The policemen's heads were bigger than each other. A woman in front was crying heartbreakingly, and a child in the back was crying with tears in his eyes. It was so pitiful.

"Comrade police officer, don't believe him just because he speaks loudly. They are definitely the murderer."

As the sun set, the villagers were unable to return home to cook and instead watched with great interest this rural drama of "Who Killed the Dog?"