Chapter 346 Nameless Fire
Howard held a knife, his eyes lowered, his expression melancholy.
werwerwer.
The puppy wagged its tail excitedly. "Dad, what are you doing? Playing games again?"
Howard's originally melancholy eyes first showed surprise when he touched the puppy, and then turned to fear.
The puppy happily said, "Dad, I found a place with lots of delicious food. I'll take you there to eat."
But its opening is werwerwer.
Howard couldn't care less about being sentimental anymore; he couldn't help but step back and then jump onto the bed.
Howard used to never allow the puppy to get on the bed, but this time, after seeing him on the bed, the puppy wanted to get on too.
With a leap, it landed gracefully on the bed, then stared at Howard and tried to rub against him.
Howard's pupils contracted, and he shouted, "Don't come any closer!"
His voice cracked from shouting.
The puppy became even more excited.
come over.
Dad is calling it again.
In Howard's utterly desperate gaze, it steadily pounced into his arms, then kept shaking itself, throwing all the things on its body that had been blurred onto Howard.
At that moment, Howard was truly dead. He felt as if he had died right there and now.
He's going crazy!
What bad intentions could a puppy possibly have? The puppy doesn't understand anything; it just wants to happily play with Howard.
Its world is really very small, so small that there is only Howard, and it just wants to play with Howard every day.
Howard was really crying this time. He said pitifully, "Dog, I'm begging you, please have pity on me and don't come near me anymore, okay? It's my fault, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have gotten you in the first place. I should have strictly refused to get a dog."
"Waaaaah, please stay away from me, ugh..."
The puppy blinked its big eyes and wagged its tail even more enthusiastically.
What was Daddy saying? It couldn't understand at all, but it knew that Daddy was definitely playing with it.
Howard jumped out of bed immediately, opened the door, and rushed out.
hey-hey.
Did Dad want it to chase after him?
He started now.
The puppy dashed off at lightning speed.
Howard was no match for it; he was caught up before he had even run for a minute.
Howard's screams suddenly echoed from inside the courtyard.
That sound was so tragic.
The scene was so chaotic that the neighbors all thought there had been a serious food accident, and they all gathered around.
Then they saw Howard covered in clumps of Camel Xiangzi (a famous Chinese folktale), rolling around with a puppy.
As a result, many bad rumors began to circulate in the village.
Everyone says that Howard, who recently moved in, is quite the show-off. His favorite thing to do is play with his dog's poop in the yard. The two of them have a great time and are very happy.
This matter eventually reached Shen Zhixia's ears.
They certainly didn't believe the rumors; the only reason such a thing could happen was that the dog was incredibly mischievous.
Huo Chenzhou frowned and asked, "How did that dog cause so much trouble?"
Shen Zhixia thought for a moment, then suddenly seemed to remember something, and her expression turned strange: "I remember now, this is a beagle."
At this point, she couldn't help but exclaim, "I really didn't expect to see a beagle here; it's quite a rare sight."
She knew the dog was a foreign pet, and that the old man must have secretly taken it out to sell while his son wasn't around, otherwise he wouldn't have sold it for such a low price.
In some ways, Shen Zhixia really hit the jackpot, but she could also understand why the old man was unwilling to keep the dog.
This dog...
Huo Chenzhou asked, "What's wrong with the dog?"
Shen Zhixia smiled and said, "This dog is very expensive and rare these days. You could say we got a great deal."
Huo Chenzhou had never seen a dog like this before. He nodded in understanding: "This dog is indeed very rare. I have never seen one before."
Shen Zhixia continued, "But this kind of dog has some names, such as snack black hole, perpetual motion machine of the house-destroying world, mobile suona, social terrorist."
Huo Chenzhou: "?"
Owners who can afford to keep a Beagle are called ninjas, because anyone with poor patience cannot keep this kind of dog. The dog's behavior of destroying the house, eating random things, and even eating excrement is simply unbearable.
Shen Zhixia suddenly felt a little sorry for Huo Hua.
She coughed and said to Huo Chenzhou, "These kinds of dogs are a bit difficult to raise. I feel like it would be unfair to my brother to let him raise this dog. I was just thinking of choosing a lively dog for you to keep him company. I never expected it to turn out like this."
"How about I have him take the dog back?"
But upon closer reflection, she realized she couldn't keep the dog. She didn't care about herself, but she had twins, and Huo Chunyan also had a child. Families with young children like this were not suitable for keeping a dog at all.
Sigh, what a worry.
If I were to give this dog away, I wouldn't know who to give it to. I feel that no matter who I give it to, it would be harming them.
Huo Chenzhou didn't care: "Let him keep it. I went to see him last time. He gets along very well with the puppy. Even if the puppy is a little disobedient, he can just discipline it properly. Many puppies can understand human speech. My old dog could sit down when I told it to, and it would even shake hands. It was very smart."
He didn't think a dog was any trouble.
Shen Zhixia: "Since my elder brother didn't say anything, then let's leave it at that."
Huo Chenzhou didn't know the power of beagles, but she did know that beagles were really not easy to raise.
Forehead……
Shen Zhixia visited Huo Hua a few more times afterward. He seemed to have lost some weight, but he was in good condition.
The puppy ate a lot, so he steamed a big pot of rice to feed it. Before long, the puppy got hungry again, and Howard went to feed it again. He seemed a little numb, but he was very skilled at it.
Shen Zhixia actually found it very harmonious.
She said happily, "Brother, you see, raising a dog is useful, right? I was initially worried that this dog would be difficult to raise, but judging from your appearance, it's not a problem at all. You get along very well with it."
Howard gave her a slight smile, a smile that seemed somewhat fleeting, and he hummed in agreement: "Yes, I get along very well with him."
But ever since the puppy crawled out of the latrine and sprayed him all over, he has really disliked going out.
He didn't want to be talked about.
When he was at home, the villagers would talk about him. They would look at him with pity and say that his ex-wife had cheated on him. They said he was really miserable. These kinds of comments made him feel uncomfortable all over.
But now these people are talking about him playing with dog poop, and he really wants to go out and tear their mouths apart.
An unnamed fire began to burn in my heart.
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