Little Rice Cake also loves the puppy; her big eyes are full of curiosity.
And so, the puppy settled down at home.
Big Yellow was kept by the military, while the other puppy was taken away by Liu Xiaoguo's wife, who said she would take good care of the puppy and let it keep her company.
Some people said that she was pregnant and didn't know why she was keeping a small dog.
Liu Xiaoguo's wife doesn't care about anything else; she treats the puppy like her own child, taking very good care of it. Sometimes when Yun Jin walks the dog and the baby, you can see Liu Xiaoguo's wife out for a stroll.
The two talked and chatted, and Yun Jin could tell that since getting a puppy, Liu Xiaoguo's wife seemed to have become much more cheerful and was no longer immersed in the pain of losing her husband.
Indeed, small animals can heal bad moods.
On the first day the puppy arrived home, it whimpered a lot. Yun Jin, who had experience raising small pets, knew that the puppy missed its mother, so she would pat its head from time to time and talk to it, giving the puppy a sense of security.
He hummed again the next day.
On the third day, he followed Yun Jin everywhere. He was so cute and cuddly. With the little puppy around, Xiao Niangao smiled a lot more and wanted to hug him.
After Yun Jin and He Tingchuan worked up a sweat, He Tingchuan wrung out a towel to wipe her down gently and carefully. He even leaned down and kissed her. Looking at Yun Jin's flushed face and satisfied expression, He Tingchuan felt happy.
Yun Jin didn't want to sleep right now. Looking at the little puppy that had sneaked in, Yun Jin said, "Let's give the puppy a name. It will be part of our family from now on, and family members need to have names. We can't just keep calling it 'little puppy' all the time."
He Tingchuan stroked her face, hugged her, and looked at the little puppy squatting on the ground with its big, dark eyes staring at them. It didn't look much like Da Huang; it probably looked like its father.
It's a little spotted dog, white with yellow accents.
"What do you want to call me?" He Tingchuan asked lazily.
Yun Jin asked, "Little Flower?"
“It’s a male dog,” He Tingchuan reminded him. “Is it appropriate to name a male dog Xiaohua?”
Yun Jin: "..."
Looking at her adorable daughter, Yun Jin's eyes lit up: "Our daughter's nickname is Little Rice Cake, why don't we give her a food name too? What do you think the pattern on its back looks like?"
He Tingchuan looked at it very carefully, then said helplessly, "To be honest, I didn't see it."
Yun Jin was amused: "Doubao, don't you think the color on its back looks like red bean paste, while the rest of it is white, just like the skin of a steamed bun?"
He Tingchuan: "......."
Forgive his poor eyesight, but he really couldn't see the abstract shape of the bean bun.
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