"Third Master, these dogs are all trained; they're top-notch at guarding the house!"
"This is a Chinese rural dog. Look at its teeth and its imposing presence; even thieves would avoid it!"
"And these wolfhounds..."
When Old Song, the dog seller, learned that Master Lu wanted to choose a dog to guard the house, he enthusiastically began to promote it.
Master Lu nodded, but hesitated to make a decision.
Lu Siqiao noticed a large golden dog with a white collar curled up in the corner. Perhaps it was a telepathic connection, but she crouched down and took a look at it.
The big dog was even bigger than her.
The big dog drooped its head, its eyes tired and filled with helplessness.
In her previous life, Lu Siqiao had also picked up a stray dog, but unfortunately, it was beaten to death by Huang Ling.
She was heartbroken for a long time.
"This is a purebred sheepdog, a freebie that came with the wolfhound. It has an injured leg and a fierce temperament," Old Song said regretfully. "Otherwise, this dog would be quite good."
Lu Siqiao countered, "How much? I'll buy it."
"This dog is lame, what are you going to do with it?" Old Song was very familiar with Third Master Lu, and he spoke sincerely, "It can't guard the house, and you'll have to take care of it. Be careful your mother gets angry."
When Lu Siqiao saw the dog, she thought of her fate in her previous life. She was also lame in one leg and was despised by the whole world.
"Grandpa Song, I'll find someone to treat its leg injury later," she said to the old man in a coquettish tone.
Master Lu knew she wouldn't speak without reason; she must be able to find someone to treat the dog's injuries. So he asked Old Song how much it would cost, spent five yuan, and bought the big dog back.
Before returning, Lu Siqiao secretly fed the big dog some iron-dispersing pills she had exchanged from her spatial storage, and also gave it a small bowl of spiritual spring water.
As they left, Old Song stared at the big dog's retreating figure and muttered to himself, "Am I seeing things? Big Yellow's leg doesn't seem so bad anymore?"
Lu Siqiao brought the big dog home and named it Xiao Huang.
Feed it with spiritual spring water every day and take good care of it.
One day, when Lu Siqiao returned from herding cattle, Xiao Huang pounced on her and started licking her face vigorously.
Lu San asked in surprise, "Little Huang, your leg is healed?"
Lu Siqiao observed carefully and said happily, "That's right, Xiao Huang's leg is healed, and our Xiao Huang is a healthy and good dog again."
Luo Xiaoxue walked out with her pregnant belly and smiled, "Qiaowa will have a companion from now on."
Lu Siqiao patted Xiao Huang's head and admonished, "Xiao Huang, from now on, the task of guarding the house is entrusted to you. If anyone bullies my mother, you must chase them away."
These words left Luo Xiaoxue both amused and exasperated: "Qiaowa, Xiaohuang isn't human, how would it know what you're saying?"
"Little Yellow is very smart. It likes the people I like, and it won't be polite to the people I hate either," Lu Siqiao said, waving her paws in a cute but fierce way.
Believe it or not, ever since the eldest son's family got a big dog, Huang Ling has had fewer opportunities to visit other people's homes.
Whenever she came to visit, Xiao Huang would bark incessantly at her, its fierce eyes frightening even Huang Ling.
Lu Zhenxing even stole rat poison, intending to kill Xiao Huang.
But Xiao Huang won't eat food given to him by others unless Lu Siqiao feeds him.
The villagers all say that Lu Siqiao's big yellow ox and big yellow dog have become sentient beings.
Lu Siqiao ran around the village every day, accompanied by her dog and cow, and became the king of the kids.
During the busy farming season, Shitou Primary School was given a seven-day holiday, and the students went home to help with the rice harvest.
Lu Siqiao, wearing a straw hat, bent over picking chili peppers, while Xiao Huang carried a bamboo basket on his back. Once the basket was full of chili peppers, they transported it back to the edge of the field.
Luo Xiaoxue, with her pregnant belly, sat to the side and packed the chili peppers into a feed bag.
This year's rice is growing well, and every household has a bountiful harvest, with joyful smiles on everyone's faces.
Seeing that the main house had no rice at all, only chili peppers, Lu Mingyuan came up to Lu Siqiao, puffed on a cheap cigarette, and said smugly, "Qiaowa, I heard you asked Grandpa to plant chili peppers. Are you crazy? You're just sitting around with grain. What's the point of planting this stuff?!"
"Nobody in the village has any faith in you, and you even tricked Lu Wenqing's family into growing chili peppers. Aren't you ashamed?"
Lu Mingyuan got more and more excited as he spoke, his words laced with barbs and brimming with resentment: "Even I got a lecture, you've completely disgraced yourself."
"Second Uncle, my mother is pregnant and can't stand the smell of smoke. You either stop or get out," Lu Siqiao said icyly.
"You brat, how dare you talk to your elders like that?... Ah-" Lu Mingyuan cursed, but then heard a scream from behind him. He was so frightened that his face changed drastically. He pointed at Xiao Huang and shouted, "You, you stay away!"
Xiao Huang came to Lu Siqiao's side, looking like a loyal protector.
Lu Mingyuan gritted his teeth in anger, but there was nothing he could do.
Lu Wenqing's family drove over in a tractor and shouted to Lu Sanye and his son, "Third Master, Mingfeng, good news! Someone's here to buy chili peppers, and the price is six cents a pound!"
Six cents a pound!
The father and son, Master Lu, exclaimed excitedly, "Really?"
“How could it be fake? My family’s three mu of land hasn’t even been harvested yet, and people are already asking about the price.” Lu Wenqing’s eyebrows relaxed and he said excitedly, “Our family’s one mu of land yielded 680 jin, which should sell for more than a thousand yuan.”
Rice is now 10 cents a pound, which is already considered high, but I never expected that chili peppers could sell for 60 cents a pound!
In the past, the most expensive chili peppers were only three cents a pound.
"Wenqing, are you sure you didn't mishear me?" Lu Mingyuan looked incredulous.
Many villagers gathered around.
This morning, Old Lady Ruan complained to Third Master Lu, saying that he only listened to Lu Siqiao's nonsense. She said that growing chili peppers could make you rich, so everyone went to grow them. Why did it have to wait until now?
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