lunch.
Three chickens squeezed together at the small table, orderly and harmonious.
Seeing this, Xiao Dan was even more excited about his team of dogs, and after dinner he couldn't wait to take the three of them to the military dog training ground.
Xie Lin then learned of his father-in-law's plan and went to the training ground to cover for the kids.
Half an hour later, Xiao Dan entered with a smile, witnessing for the first time in his life what true chaos was.
It clucked and flapped its tail on Friday. (Aww, owner, it's licking my tail.)
Woof woof. (Don't run away, I want to play with you.)
One dog chasing one chicken turned into a pack of dogs chasing three chickens.
When Xiao Dan came in, the group had already split into three lines, with dogs chasing chickens everywhere.
He was dumbfounded.
Why is his majestic and domineering big dog acting like a timid little wife?
There was also a group of dogs squatting to the side, staring longingly at the running dog, looking so pitiful.
"Shishi, what is this...?"
"They want to date on Wednesdays, Thursdays, and Fridays."
Uh, is it appropriate to date across species?
A dog that big and a chicken that small, what kind of offspring will it produce—a dog or a chicken?
After Xie Lin left with the three men and three chickens, the old father earnestly explained to the pack of female dogs the dangers of heterosexual relationships.
"You wouldn't want your offspring to be neither chickens nor dogs, would you?"
Dogs that have been "enhanced" in intelligence—the offspring of dogs will definitely be intelligent too. Don't waste such good genes.
"Stinky egg, it's Xiao Dongzi and Sister Wanwan, they went in there." Shishi pointed to the house just around the corner.
"That's the registration office. They're registering their marriage there, and they'll be having dinner at the cafeteria the day after tomorrow."
marry?
"Was there as many people as when we got married?"
"No, they invited the leaders, our team, and the families of the military wives who were closest to the bride, as well as the parents of the bride and groom."
Their wedding was attended by officers and their families from the entire military camp; it's unlikely anyone had the financial means.
Even if I had the money, I wouldn't be willing to spend it.
Zhang Dong and Pei Wanwan came out with shy smiles after receiving their marriage certificate, but their smiles immediately froze when they met four gossipy faces.
Why do these four people look exactly alike? It gives him the illusion that he's being tortured.
Especially that guy with his hands on his hips, I always feel like I'm going to dig a hole for him.
And those three chickens, why do they all have that "watching the show" expression on their faces?
My sister-in-law's chickens are just as gossipy as she is.
"Brother Lin, sister-in-law, Chou Chou, Xiao Shi, what are you all doing here?" Zhang Dong stammered.
Shishi winked and said, "Little Dongzi, are you going to have meat the day after tomorrow? You have to eat lots of meat, hehe."
Zhang Dong's face turned bright red.
How could my sister-in-law still remember what she said that night? That meat... it wasn't that kind of meat.
He couldn't explain it.
Pei Wanwan thought she was talking about the food, "Sister-in-law, there's meat to eat. Adong asked the canteen to prepare pork and chicken."
Cough cough cough...
Zhang Dong almost choked to death on his own saliva.
Honey, stop talking. The meat your sister-in-law is talking about is different from the meat you're talking about.
Xie Lin chuckled. The little girl was really referring to meat as vegetables; Zhang Dong had just misunderstood.
“It’s not me who’s eating it, it’s Xiao Dongzi. Xiao Fanzi and the others said that we have to eat meat at the wedding.”
"Ahem, Brother Lin, Wanwan and I are going back first. Honey, let's go back and tidy up the house."
Zhang Dong grabbed Pei Wanwan's hand and ran. If he was a step too slow, he was afraid his sister-in-law would just bring him a bed.
"Xiao Dongzi, come along, let's go home too."
"Yeah, Lao Zhang, why bother running? It's on the way."
Zhang Dong ran even faster, his back view showing him fleeing in panic.
That evening, everything was prepared in the house next door.
With the same layout and furnishings as her own home, Shishi walked around twice and exclaimed, "You stinky egg, Xiao Dongzi's house is exactly the same as ours."
Xie Lin chuckled.
With the same apartment layout and the simplest configuration, how could they not be exactly the same?
Two days later, the person who was looking forward to the banquet rushed back as soon as school was over and quickly pulled out a red dress.
"Shishi, why are you changing your clothes?"
"For weddings, red is a festive color. Guagua said that wearing red is the most obvious way to take photos as a memento."
Xie Lin: ...Is it appropriate for you to be so high-profile at someone else's wedding?
I felt a little helpless looking at the guy admiring himself in the mirror.
"Shishi, I think the green dress Mom made looks better. Why don't we change into that one?"
"No, I want to wear the same clothes as Chou Chou and Xiao Shi."
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With a creak, two bright red buns emerged from the west room. They were dressed in red suits and red cloth shoes. There was nothing fancy about them, but their bright red color made them stand out. They were red from head to toe and very eye-catching.
Xie Lin's lips twitched.
It turns out that there was more than one person who was high-profile.
When were these clothes made?
"Guagua made this, you stinky egg, you have one too, hurry up and go exchange it, there's no time left."
Shishi urged him on as she changed her shoes.
A family of four should be neat and uniform.
Xie Lin declined, not wanting to stand out, and went back to his room to change into a gray suit.
"Let's go, let's go..."
The three chickens that came into view were bright red, and they all had cracks in their skin.
No, whose chicken is wearing clothes, especially red ones?
Six red stripes of varying sizes make it a truly eye-catching bag.
Hey bastards, even though the bride and groom are wearing military uniforms, you're stealing their thunder!
"Shishi..."
"Hey, you stinky egg, let's go, we're going to be late!" Shishi slung her camera over her shoulder and headed out the door.
Unable to dissuade them, the patriarch could only helplessly shuffle along behind like a tortoise.
He didn't want to get too close; the six conspicuous bags were really outrageous.
Excluding the small tables, there were five banquet tables, and almost everyone had arrived.
"Oh, whose child is this? How joyous!"
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