"Did you fight with the dog?" Zhao boldly asked Chen Yingjun.

"It's not a fight, it's me who acts bravely. The dog wanted to bite my sister, and I stepped up and heroically protected her!"

"That's right, let's make a note on the spot. ”

"I can't write. ”

"I won't let you write, and then read it to you, and I will press my handprint without making a mistake after listening. ”

"Press the handprint, are you done pressing the bonus?"

"What's the bonus?"

"Righteousness and courage are awarded. ”

"Saving your own sister is also considered a righteous and courageous act?"

"This sister has long since disowned us brothers, and she only called when she had something, and she was not familiar with strangers yet. ”

The crowd was in an uproar. Chen Fang really wanted to get rid of this brother immediately.

"That's not either. Zhao Daring said.

"Then I won't press the handprint. I haven't finished my work yet, and the contractor is going to deduct my salary, huh!"

After Chen Yingjun finished speaking, he pulled the shovel and walked away.

After the police and the people watching the excitement left, Chen Fang was always afraid, afraid that the big black dog would jump in from the wall. I have been worried, I have not dared to go out of the house, I plugged in the thick wooden door, inserted the screen door, and then put on the chair, then on the sofa, then on the milk crate, and then on the washbasin.

Finally fell asleep. I dreamed that the dog was lying next to me, and I hurriedly dodged, almost fell under the bed, and woke up in fright.

Scared sweating profusely. The autumn equinox is coming soon, and the north wind is blowing again, and the weather is very cold. So he changed the thick quilt and covered his daughter.

The next day, Monday. I get up early in the morning and don't open until after dinner, and at 7:50 a.m., it's time to send my child to kindergarten.

I was surprised to see that there were a lot of people watching the excitement. When I looked again, I saw a big black dog, curled up and guarding the gate. Looking at the cold and cold, I must have been lying here all night.

Chen Fang's heart softened, and she went home and brought buns to feed to the dog, and mixed some cold water with hot water and served it in a basin for the dog to drink.

The dog ate half of the bun, drank two sips of water, and then arched on Chen Fang's leg again. Frightened, Chen Fang hurriedly hid.

"It is said that dogs are the most friendly, and they eat whoever they want, but they still want to bite you after eating the food you give, what a wild dog that can't be fed!" someone said to Chen Fang.

Seeing that the dog wanted to open his mouth to grab her trouser leg again, Chen Fang was a little angry and led the child to kindergarten.

When handing over the child to the middle class teacher who picked up the child at the door, the middle class teacher, who usually cast a respectful look at Chen Fang, looked at her with a strange gaze this time, as if a deeper look could dig out a demon snake from under her skin.

Chen Fang didn't care about this, and watched the child run into the house and left.

After walking less than half a mile to return to the door of the house, I saw that the lively people not only did not disperse, but also gathered more. And the dog, again, went to curl up there.

Chen Fang took advantage of the fact that the dog had not seen her, and ran towards the gate with a quick pace. She wanted to open the door quickly, quickly entered the house, and stuck the dog out of the door.

She leaned in the door, and when it was closed to a large slit, she subconsciously turned back to look at the dog.

The dog spotted her and struggled to her feet. It can be seen that it is a severe cold, and the whole body is extremely sore.

When it found out and saw that she was deliberately trying to avoid it and shut it out of the gate, it cried and burst into tears.

She was stunned, and her hands couldn't move.

Not only did she see her tears, but she also saw a very familiar look. It is a kind of look that mixes affection, affection, sorrow and non-blame.

Before my mother was sick and said goodbye, she had such a look. When the child was beaten for not doing his homework, he had such a look. When the dry seedlings saw the white clouds floating leisurely in the blue sky, they had this kind of look.

The incident reached a stalemate. The way she looked at it, the way it looked at her, no one moved.

It was a wild pigeon that broke this stalemate.