237 Wild Dog Returns Home
Gao Qinghe couldn't wait to talk about it later.
When passing by the small veterinary clinic in the town, he threatened Xiao Hei, whose fur was about to explode, and took the dog reluctantly to the clinic, where the doctor gave it an injection.
It's rare to see people coming here to get injections these days, and even fewer people bringing their dogs here specifically for injections.
The old veterinarian with white hair kept praising Gao Qinghe for his sense of responsibility and said he must be a dog lover.
The next second, Xiao Hei, who wanted to show his teeth to the veterinarian, was kicked on the butt by her and dared not bark.
The old veterinarian took a deep breath, and as he sent the man and the dog away, he gave Gao Qinghe a serious and earnest instruction:
"Wild dogs are difficult to tame, so we don't have to keep them."
Gao Qinghe smiled and thanked the veterinarian for his kindness.
He turned around and said to Xiao Hei, "Say goodbye to the doctor."
The big dog named Xiao Hei squatted down with a defiant look in his eyes, raised his left front paw, and waved it left and right in a humane manner.
Under the stunned gaze of the old veterinarian, Xiao Hei flicked his tail and quickly caught up with the speeding red car.
When they arrived at the new place where they were going to stay, Xiao Hei first sniffed Jiang Baohai's house from front to back, and then urinated on the telephone pole at the door.
Only then did Gao Qinghe yell at her and ask her to go into the bathroom and take a shower reluctantly.
Mother Jiang watched as a wild dog half the height of Gao Qinghe rushed out of the bathroom, its fur flailing and water droplets scattering all over the floor. She was so frightened that she quickly took three steps back.
Xiao Hei could smell Gao Qinghe's scent everywhere in the yard. He stared at Jiang's mother for a long time with his nose twitching. His not-so-bright dog brain vaguely realized that this middle-aged woman was related to the bad woman.
Because there is also a bad woman smell around her.
So it didn't bark, but just stood there, shaking off the water on its body, and shivering a little from the cold.
Jiang Baohai, who had finished bathing the dog, and Gao Qinghe, who was watching the show with a smile, walked out of the bathroom.
Seeing the trembling Xiao Hei and the equally trembling Jiang's mother, he briefly introduced the two parties.
Jiang's mother couldn't accept that there was such a big stray dog in the house, but seeing her daughter-in-law's happy expression and her son indulging his wife, she silently swallowed her objection.
"Then, do we need to build a nest for it?" Jiang's mother asked weakly.
Gao Qinghe nodded, then turned around and instructed Jiang Baohai to find some boards to build a small house for Xiao Hei.
Jiang Baohai sighed softly and looked at his wife's expectant eyes. What else could he do?
He took off his thick coat, resigned himself to carrying out the remaining wooden boards from making the wardrobe, and started working in the yard.
Gao Qinghe brought Xiao Hei into the house and let it roast by the stove.
Xiao Hei fell in love with the stove. He lay beside it motionless, like a black and gray carpet on the ground, which scared Jiang's mother who was coming over to boil water.
She even accidentally stepped on a bit of a dog's tail... That felt like a dog's tail, right?
Jiang's mother wasn't sure.
But Xiao Hei felt pain and suddenly raised his head, looking over with fierce eyes.
Jiang's mother turned around and wanted to run away, fearing that the dog would pounce on her and bite her.
Unexpectedly, he looked at her twice, then lay back down dejectedly, changed his posture, and continued to warm himself by the fire.
The heat coming out of the stove was endless, which was extremely rare for a wild dog that was used to wandering outside.
In other words, dogs can't talk. Otherwise, seeing it like that, Jiang's mother thought it would say: "So comfortable~"
Seeing that the dog didn't bite her even when it was stepped on and was hurt, and that it had been given an injection, Jiang's mother gradually became less afraid of it.
Seeing that my son’s doghouse was almost finished, I remembered that I had a hard old quilt at home.
Jiang's mother quickly found it, used the undone old clothes as a quilt cover, and quickly sewed a quilt to spread in the doghouse.
In the past, people made their own clothes, and the fabrics were either plain or had all sorts of tacky floral patterns.
This small quilt is made of old materials, some are floral and some are plain, and it looks pretty good.
"You also used the ethnic floral quilt."
Gao Qinghe poked Xiao Hei's dog head and said enviously.
Xiao Hei took a look at the floral quilt and felt nothing.
He continued to stay by the stove and didn't want to move.
Jiang Baohai patted the finished doghouse and asked his wife, "Should we put it in the yard or in the house?"
"Put it in the yard." Gao Qinghe said.
Because she was not sure whether the wild dog would destroy the house.
Besides, you don’t deserve such a good place to stay if you’re just here to stay!
As if sensing someone's evil intentions, Xiao Hei, who was lying by the stove, suddenly stood up, rushed out of the hall and into the yard.
Jiang Baohai placed the doghouse at the foot of the wall, covered by the eaves to prevent it from getting wet in the rain or snow.
As soon as the nest was put up, Xiao Hei crawled into it, as if he knew it was specially prepared for him. He wagged his tail with satisfaction, lay down, turned his head towards the door, and looked at the yard with satisfaction.
"Should we tie a rope around it?" Jiang Baohai asked worriedly, "It would be troublesome if it rushed out and bit someone."
Gao Qinghe felt that Xiao Hei was not a dog that liked to bite people, but there was no guarantee that someone would be so mean as to provoke a dog.
I also asked my mother-in-law to help me make a dog leash with scraps of cloth, and then put it on when there were people around.
Normally, I don't tie it up when I'm with my family.
Xiao Hei was very observant. When he saw Gao Qinghe appear with a rope, he ran away.
The door was not closed, and the dog rushed out. Gao Qinghe didn't even have a chance to chase it because the dog had already disappeared.
Gao Qinghe: “…”
Jiang Baohai was amused, but also curious, "Will it come back?"
Gao Qinghe threw the rope into his arms and said, "You can come back or not, it's better to freeze to death outside!"
She looks so resentful, just like a mother chasing after a naughty child.
Jiang Baohai wanted to laugh, but his wife glared at him and his face turned red.
Jiang's mother found a broken soup bowl and planned to use it as a bowl for the dog.
When cleaning up leftovers, Jiang's mother suddenly thought it would be a good idea to have a dog at home so that she wouldn't have to feed the leftovers to other people's pigs.
As a result, when I walked out of the kitchen with the dog food, the dog was gone.
"Where is Xiao Hei?" Jiang's mother asked in confusion.
Gao Qinghe said, "He ran away."
Afraid that my mother-in-law might misunderstand, I explained, "It's okay. He will come back by himself. Just leave the bowl of food next to the doghouse. If it's not enough, he will find food on his own."
Jiang's mother nodded blankly, thinking to herself, so this is what wild dog means.
It was dark, and the family of three gathered around the stove and had a simple hot pot.
After dinner, the small door in the yard clanged open, and the little black dog sneaked back in.
Seeing the delicious leftovers beside the doghouse, the dog's eyes lit up and he started eating them with big mouthfuls like a starving ghost.
Jiang's mother leaned against the glass window by the door and looked out, thinking it was strange.
It’s only my first day here and I can go home by myself.
It was cold at night, and Jiang's mother was worried that the dog would be cold, so she asked Gao Qinghe if she wanted to let it into the house.
Gao Qinghe snorted and waved his hand, "No need, I won't freeze to death if I have a nest."
Jiang's mother didn't say anything.
Before going to bed, I just went to the yard to close the door and put a charcoal brazier next to the doghouse.
After all, it’s a life, and Jiang’s mother doesn’t want it to freeze to death in her own home.
At 9:30 in the evening, except for the card hall at the village entrance where the lights were still on, all the lights in the house were off.
Jiang Baohai finished washing up and returned to the room, only to see his wife squatting on the floor, searching for something.
I approached him and asked curiously, "What are you looking for?"
Gao Qinghe said, "Condom."
Jiang Baohai's eyes lit up. Is this going to...
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