Chapter 482 Little Tibetan Mastiff
Wan Laoer quickly corrected Xiaozhuang, "Boy, our Fubao is still young, you can't say nonsense and ruin her reputation. I want to recruit a live-in son-in-law in the future."
"I'm willing to be a son-in-law." Xiao Zhuang looked at Wan Laoer excitedly.
After hearing this, Wan Laoer's face became even uglier. Could he say that he didn't like this boy?
At this time, Fubao pointed at a pure black puppy and said to Wan Laoer, "Daddy, that puppy is so cute."
Wan Laoer's attention was immediately attracted by his daughter's words, and for a moment he even forgot to refuse Xiaozhuang, so that in the days that followed, Xiaozhuang always wanted to become Wan Laoer's son-in-law.
The Tibetan Mastiff cub that Fubao liked was pure black, like a furry little ball, and was extremely cute.
Its small body is round and it walks unsteadily like a rolling little ball of fur. Its pair of black eyes are like two bright gems, pure and harmless.
It has a small and delicate mouth, and its pink little tongue occasionally sticks out to lick its nose. It looks very cute, and has soft fur that feels as soft as clouds, making it hard to let go.
When Fubao first saw it, it was chasing its own tail in circles, which instantly made Fubao fall in love with it.
Fubao fell in love with this little mastiff at first sight.
Seeing that Fubao liked the puppy, Xiaozhuang patted his chest and said, "Sister, if you like it, I will give it to you."
Fubao immediately said happily: "Brother Xiaozhuang, is what you said true?"
Xiao Zhuang nodded proudly, "A real man should keep his word."
The servant looked at Xiao Zhuang, who seemed to be hesitant to speak, but was already crying in his heart: "Master, you gave the mastiff away for free as soon as you said that. Have you asked the master? This mastiff is worth dozens of taels of silver."
But Xiao Zhuang didn't notice the servant's expression at all. He went straight into the kennel, picked up the mastiff puppy and ran out.
Wan Laoer didn't know the value of this dog. He just thought it was better looking than ordinary local dogs and might be more powerful, so he didn't take it seriously.
When they were in the interior of the country, no one wanted the dogs in their hometown, even if they were given away for free, because they couldn’t even feed the people, so how could they have enough food to feed the dogs?
Therefore, Wan Laoer thought that the dog was not worth much. The worst that could happen was that the dog was just better looking than those local dogs, but good looks could not be eaten, and it had to eat their food, which made it even less valuable.
So Wan Laoer didn't take it to heart at all. Seeing that his daughter loved it so much, he didn't refuse and directly put Fubao down and let her touch it.
The dog was also very curious. When it smelled Fubao's scent, it pounced directly on Fubao and almost knocked Fubao down.
Fubao is still small, so it’s a little hard to hold him in your arms. This dog eats like a round ball, and it feels heavy in your hand.
"Wow, so cute." With the help of Wan Laoer, Fubao finally hugged the puppy.
Fubao's little hands gently stroked the thick hair of the little mastiff, and he was reluctant to let go.
Wan Laoer couldn't help but touch the puppy twice, but the puppy immediately glared at Wan Laoer threateningly.
Wan Lao Er was not afraid of him at all. He glared back at him and muttered, "You are there just to be touched. Why are you glaring at me?"
The puppy had a bad temper and let out a low whimper. Its originally pure and harmless eyes now showed a fierce light, as if it wanted to bite Wan Laoer.
Wan Laoer suddenly felt bored and slapped the puppy's butt hard, "How dare you be mean to me? I'm the girl's father. From now on, you have to look at my face when you want to eat. If you are mean to me again, I will starve you."
Fubao was speechless. She found that her father was a little like a child.
"Don't be afraid, puppy. He is my father. You can't be mean to him." Fubao patiently comforted the puppy.
Sure enough, the puppy immediately became extremely docile, and rubbed against Fubao affectionately, making Fubao giggle.
"Sister, what do you think? Isn't this puppy cute?" Xiao Zhuang hurried forward and wanted to hold Fubao's hand.
Wan Laoer had been on guard against Xiao Zhuang. When he saw this kid taking the initiative to move forward, he knew something bad was going to happen, so he quickly pulled Fu Bao aside and stood in the middle to serve Xiao Zhuang.
"Xiao Zhuang, thank you for giving my daughter a dog. When we come back from Beijing, we will definitely bring you a gift. This is called reciprocity. Do you have something you like? Uncle will buy it for you."
Wan Laoer didn't want Fubao to owe this kid a favor for a worthless dog, or he could just buy it directly from Master Chen later. At most, one or two taels of silver would be a lot. After all, there were so many dogs in their place that no one kept them, and they became stray dogs. No one would want them even if he gave them money.
Xiao Zhuang immediately shook his head, "No need, uncle, I don't need anything, you don't have to be so polite, you will be my father-in-law from now on, this is a gift from me to my future daughter-in-law."
Wan Laoer was speechless and decided not to come here again in the future.
Fubao was so absorbed in teasing the puppy and having a lot of fun playing with it that he had no idea what Xiaozhuang meant by the word "wife".
At this time, a servant came to invite Wan Laoer over.
"Master, our master has finished talking to Mr. Yan, please come over."
Wan Laoer didn't want to bother with Xiaozhuang any more, so he quickly squatted down and carried Fubao away. Fubao was so happy holding the puppy.
Fubao's laughter was as loud as a silver bell all along the way, and the puppy would rub Fubao's little face with its soft fur from time to time.
Xiao Zhuang also hurriedly followed behind, looking up and talking to Fubao.
Wan Laoer's steps became bigger and faster, almost jogging, but he still could not get rid of Xiaozhuang. This kid was like a piece of sticky candy. He walked fast and ran to communicate with Fubao, talking about all the fun things in their home and wanting Fubao to play with him.
Fubao was indeed moved, but she was a little conflicted. It seemed that they couldn't stay here for long and should leave soon. She could only say with regret: "Brother Xiaozhuang, next time Fubao comes back from the capital, I will play with you again, okay?"
Xiao Zhuang felt a little disappointed at first when he heard this, but when he thought about seeing his sister again, he immediately became happy again and nodded quickly.
Wan Laoer had already made plans to come back without passing through here.
When the three of them arrived at the front yard, they saw Chen Zhen and Jia Yanbing talking, and it seemed that the deal was done.
"Mr. Yan, have you and Mr. Chen reached an agreement?"
"Well, it's settled. Let's go weigh it now."
Wan Laoer was eager to leave quickly, at this time the servant who was looking after the Tibetan mastiffs came running over in a hurry.
"Master, the young master took the initiative to give this little Tibetan mastiff, which is just one month old, to this young lady. Look..."
The servant was afraid that Chen Zhen would come after him later, so he quickly shirked the responsibility in front of several people. He said that this matter had nothing to do with him and he could not afford to pay for it.
Chen Zhen saw the puppy in Fubao's arms at a glance. He was confused for a moment. He didn't expect that it was the work of his prodigal son.
But it's strange, each time their Tibetan mastiff only gave birth to one cub, but this time it gave birth to five or six. With so many Tibetan mastiffs, he will need a lot of meat to feed them when they grow up. Since the boy is promised to someone else, he can't let his son lose face, otherwise the boy will make a scene again. He is so worried. This is the only child in his family. He is usually spoiled. He is a devil. If he doesn't agree with him, he will turn the house upside down.
"Since it is a gift from the young master to a good friend, then treat it as a meeting gift. I will not prepare any other meeting gifts for the girl. Gifts should be given to people they like. I think the girl likes this little Tibetan mastiff very much."
Fubao quickly thanked him with a smile: "Thank you, uncle. Fubao likes it very much."
This is considered a clear path forward, but Jia Yanbing's eyes flickered slightly. When did Chen Zhen become so generous?
He was just bargaining with him in the room, and he refused to give in at all. But in the blink of an eye, he gave away a Tibetan mastiff worth dozens of taels of silver. He was a little confused.
But since he could take advantage, he was of course happy. He finally made up for some of the saliva he had wasted in the house just now.
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