Gu Lang's home, or his grandmother's house, is located in Shengjiawu near the foot of the mountain to the north. An antique courtyard is located among the verdant, with the mountain forest contracted by Grandma Sheng behind it.

The Wrangler walked out of the provincial road and drove along the village road in Shengjiawu. Avoiding the children running around in the village and the dogs who went out to have fun, I came to a large courtyard in the north of the village and parked the car.

Wang Ping stood on the co-pilot, grabbed the dashboard in front of him with two paws, and looked out with his probe.

Outside the white courtyard wall, there are rows of flowers and plants, and you can see that there are plum blossoms and other patterns painted on the snow-white wall, which is a bit elegant. In the middle, there is a small gatehouse covered with blue tiles, two shiny iron doors closed, and a pair of door gods are pasted on them.

Gu Lang got out of the car and opened the gate, and inside was an unusually neat yard.

Directly facing the gate is a small three-story building with gray-and-white tiles on the façade. At the back of the building, there is also a large bamboo forest. As soon as the wind blows, it makes a rustling sound.

Wang Ping knew why Gu Lang stayed at his grandmother's house instead of living in Hangzhou. Think about it, blue sky and white clouds, green mountains and green waters, all the idyllic scenery depicted in the poem is here. And it's not far from Hangzhou, so you don't have to delay anything. There was such a beautiful place to choose from, and if it were him, he didn't want to stay in the hustle and bustle of the city all day.

On the left side of the yard, there is a shed made of iron sheets, which stands there somewhat abruptly, and it looks like it should be a garage. Inside, a Santana sedan that looked to be old, was parked inside. There is also a large vacant position, which should be reserved for Gu Lang's wrangler.

On the right side of the courtyard, there is a small antique-looking pavilion with a small stone table and two circle chairs next to it.

But next to the pavilion, there is a kennel built of wooden planks that is extremely incompatible with the style of the yard, and Wang Ping is speechless.

What a beautiful yard, don't you make a beautiful kennel for Mao?

No, phew, for Mao to get a dog?

Driving the car into the yard, Gu Lang turned around and went back to close the gate. Wang Ping opened the car door by himself, jumped out, and looked at the place where he might live for a long time in the future.

"Wang"

"Wangwang"

Just as I could see it, I was caught off guard and there was a sound of a dog barking behind me.

As soon as Wang Ping turned his head, he saw a border herd with black and white fur and a body size comparable to a small flower, glaring at him and rushing towards him.

"My day!"

Before he had time to react, Wang Ping subconsciously took out his claws and prepared to fight.

"Big Black!"

Outside the gate, a scolding sounded, and the dog that rushed over immediately braked, stopped less than a meter away from Wang Ping, and yelled at Wang Ping.

Wang Ping looked up, an old lady with a bun and slightly gray hair, wearing a blue cloth coat on a white background, holding a handful of green onions in her hand, was walking in slowly from outside the gate. Black embroidered shoes embroidered with blue bamboo knots stepped on the concrete floor, walking vigorously, without a trace of old age.

"Grandma, it turns out that you are going out, what do you want to buy and tell me, I'll bring it back for you!" Gu Lang hurriedly approached with a smile on his face.

The dog bared his teeth at Wang Ping, let out a threatening roar, and then turned around and ran to the two of them, looking stupid and circling, his tail wagging non-stop.

"Yo, you're back early. What are you wearing? I didn't even see it was you over there. I've been at home for a week, and I'm thinking about how you have to go crazy until dark before you come back!" The old lady pointed at Gu Lang with a smile, took a few steps forward, and happened to look at Wang Ping.

"Ahh

Wang ping:...... Old lady, I'm a human! Phew! It's a badger! Not a thing!

"Grandma," Gu Lang walked over with a smile, held Grandma's arm, pointed at Wang Ping and said with a smile: "You forgot, I just went to the magic capital to pick him up." ”

"Oh, that's the one you brought back from Africa...... Badger?" Grandma Sheng glanced at Wang Ping a few times, then turned her head and asked suspiciously: "You didn't let people deceive you, did you? Your grandma and I also crossed the south and the north in my early years, why haven't you seen it? What kind of badger is this thing, it looks like a crooked water monkey!"

"Uh..."

Gu Lang kept glancing at Wang Ping, shook his grandmother's arm twice, and explained with a smile, "Grandma, this is called a honey badger, and the badger you are talking about is not an animal. ”

"Okay, okay, okay, what you say, what can I do if I don't let you raise it?" Grandma Sheng was helped to walk a few steps, suddenly stopped, and turned her head to look at Gu Lang: "By the way, since you want to keep it at home, have you named this little thing?"

Gu Laosan scratched his head, glanced back at Wang Ping, and wanted to say that this one was called "Boss". However, the word "boss" seems to be a bit of a generational division. Usually, when Gu's mother comes home, her grandmother always calls her "boss". Someone accidentally saw a certain light flashing in Grandma's eyes, and subconsciously shook his head.

"No..."

Wang Ping squinted his eyes and looked at the dog who was walking around the two of them, wagging his tail, and calling "Big Black" even though it was black and white, and suddenly had a bad premonition.

"emmm, you said he was a badger, I will call him 'Huanhuan' in the future, it's easy to remember!" Grandma Sheng said while beckoning to Wang Ping: "Huanhuan, come here!"

Wang ping:...... How many years will the old man be sentenced to beating him?

"Wang... Wow!"

Da Hei, who was standing at the old lady's feet, suddenly shouted at Wang Ping a few times. seemed to dislike a certain badger's pretending to be stupid, staring at Wang Ping with slightly threatening eyes. After receiving the old lady's praise, she wagged her tail happily.

"Cut! stupid dog!"

Wang Ping reluctantly took small steps, followed the two people and a dog in front of him, walked through the courtyard, and entered the three-story small western-style building.

On the way back, Wang Ping listened to Gu Lang talk about Grandma Sheng's family history. Naturally, I also have a preliminary impression of Grandma Sheng.

However, the old lady is a little different from the image of a strong woman in Wang Ping's imagination, and at first glance, it seems that there is no difference between it and an ordinary rural old lady. Well, except that he looks younger and speaks more generously.

However, for this woman who built a three-story western-style building in Shengjiawu, which was full of low-rise bungalows thirty years ago, and was the first woman to sell tea in a car, Wang Ping did not dare to be presumptuous from the bottom of his heart.

When I opened the door and entered the small building, there was a large living room outside the foyer. Wang Ping also saw that there was a back door in the living room, which led directly to the bamboo forest in the backyard.

To the left of the living room on the ground floor is the kitchen and bathroom. There is a separate bedroom on the right, which is Grandma Sheng's room, next to which is the staircase leading to the second floor.

After entering the living room, Da Hei ran to a mat next to the coffee table and lay down, and turned around and shouted at Wang Ping.

"You're a fart, stupid dog!"

Wang Ping walked to the sofa with his head staggered, climbed up on the cushion, and turned to lean on the cushion.

"Hey, this little thing, I don't recognize life, and I'm not afraid of the big black. Grandma Sheng looked at this dog and badger happily, and said to Gu Lang: "I still want to raise another dog so that I can be a companion for Da Hei." Not anymore. ”

Sweat...

Gu Lang quietly glanced at Wang Ping, who seemed to be well-behaved, and hurriedly changed the topic: "Grandma, cook quickly, I'm hungry." ”

"I don't even know you're coming back, I didn't prepare your meal!

Grandma Sheng glanced at someone, put the green onion in her hand on the kitchen board, and then Shi Shiran walked to her room, didn't take a few steps, turned around, pointed at Gu Lang and said, "Look at what you're wearing, it's really ugly!

"Uh..."

An anchor glanced at Wang Ping helplessly, smiled bitterly, and hurriedly responded. When Grandma returned to the room, the goods rushed into the kitchen first.

Wang Ping didn't care, someone in the magic capital bought a bunch of snacks and put them in the car, but he didn't eat them, and they all went into Wang Ping's stomach.

Grandma Sheng didn't know whether to take a nap or study financial management behind closed doors. Wang Ping doesn't know much about the home life of this kind of strong woman, and he can't guess.

Leaning on the sofa a little bored, he was looking at the slightly old but outdated decorations in the living room, and he saw Dahei, who was lying on the ground, quietly got up and came over.

Seeing that Wang Ping moved his gaze to it, Da Hei wagged his tail, stretched out his head and leaned over, sniffing at the chrysanthemum of a certain badger.

I'll fuck your uncle!

Wang Ping's chrysanthemum tightened, and he hurriedly shrank his buttocks back, and at the same time twitched his paws on the dog's face.

What's wrong with you dogs, you like to smell other people's butts so much?