My name is Black Tiger, code name DQ0419, and I am a special forces.

Oh yes, I'm a dog.

Born in a military dog base, a big German black back that grew up in a military dog base - tall and strong, with a body of tendon meat, shake it gently, and be majestic!

Ahem, of course, that was once upon a time.

Now I am old, my skin is loose and my hair is thin, and I can't even see clearly in my eyes.

As for the sensitive nose that I was proud of and which belonged exclusively to an excellent drug detection dog, it has long been useless.

Ay~

Yesterday, a little Ling'er made me my favorite roast pork, but I didn't expect her to reach the tip of my nose before I found out.

It made me feel a little gloomy.

This bowl of roast pork must taste as good as I remember, a little firewood, and it doesn't taste like it has anything to do - it doesn't even suppress the fishy smell.

But it's the most memorable taste in my memory.

Because she learned all the skills from my big dog, so to speak, exactly the same.

Oh, by the way, Sister Dog is actually a person.

I won't talk about the advantages too much, but I can talk about the disadvantages.

Hey~

Sister Dog is particularly stinky and beautiful - it is said that in the eyes of humans, she is not very prominent, but she is very good at dressing up, so she has a particularly outstanding temperament.

Forehead...... I really want to talk about her shortcomings, why are you praising it again?

Forget it, I'd better keep my mouth shut.

She can't stand the praise.

That's how this roast meat came about.

It's a pity that I have eaten such unpalatable meat for more than ten years, and it is really embarrassing for myself.

I think back then, I just saw that when Sister Dog lost her grandmother and her cooking skills were really poor, I barely pretended that this meat was delicious so that I wouldn't be hungry and wouldn't let her hold me cry like this, but this stupid girl thought I really liked this.

For so many years, she not only cooked it for me herself, but also taught her daughter when she began to learn to cook, saying that it was to prevent me from eating this "delicious" bite when she was on a business trip.

I was also moved.

This heavy touch made me endure and endure.

Until one day, I just don't want to put up with it!

Facing the meat brought by the little girl, I twisted my head for the first time and squeaked my teeth to show my disdain and determination.

However, I miscalculated Ling'er's eyesight.

She wasn't like her mother, she seemed to be born to look at people—including dogs' faces.

Big Sister Dog can always guess my thoughts, and sometimes I even feel like I'm a person (okay!You call it a delusion, or call me narcissistic, anyway, as a unique and intelligent dog, I've always demanded of myself by human requirements).

Xiao Ling'er was born in the expectation of her family, and she grew up in the favor of the family, and only others looked at her face, and no one else showed her face, so she didn't understand what I meant.

When she saw that I wasn't eating, tears immediately fell down in her beautiful big eyes, and a pair of white and tender arms hugged my neck too much, almost not letting me pout!

I don't want to remember it!

I heard her cry at the top of her throat: "Uncle, are you sick? Why don't you eat meat? Don't even eat your favorite meat? Ling'er made it according to her mother's recipe! It tastes exactly the same! I have tasted it!", and then her two brothers immediately gathered around.

The children surrounded me for a caring meal and finally decided to lift me to their favorite toy cart from previous years and take me to the hospital.

The shouts of "uncle" made my neck shrink, and I almost confessed!

However, I have saved up the courage for so long and vowed to change this recipe, and I will never compromise!

What gives you the illusion that I'm a dog with a bad sense of taste?

They will cooperate, hugging their heads, pulling their legs, when they pass by the living room, they are blocked by the coffee table, Xiao Ling'er accidentally let go, and my old bones fell.

Crawling all the way, I saw that I went out of the gate and into the yard, and I couldn't bear it anymore because my nose was blue and my face was swollen, and I finally compromised.

Amid the cheers of the children, I ate the bowl of meat.

Ay~

The past is unbearable.

There's no way, I can't bear the sound of "uncle".

I know that in the human world, uncle refers to mother's brother.

I also know that dogs and humans are not the same species.

Human beings always hypocritically call us sons and daughters, in fact, most people just call us up.

It's probably not much like Sister Dog who really supports me as her own brother, right?

There is always a place for me in this home!

It's just a bowl of meat!

When they were young, they were picky eaters, stealing snacks and skipping meals, I stared at them every day and didn't allow them to eat snacks; when they were asleep, I was also covering them; when they were younger, they were scared and crying at night, and I was also by my side, comforting them with warm fur......

It's just a bowl of meat that doesn't taste good......

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The sun was warm today, the heating was just right, and there was joy inside and outside the house, even my kennel was hung with festive red flowers.

Today is the day of Yao'er marrying her daughter-in-law.

Unexpectedly, among the three little ones, Chen'er, who has a sharp mouth, and Ling'er, who is beautiful, have no object yet, and Yao'er, a relatively stuffy guy, is about to marry a daughter-in-law-

It's like you, you've just reached the legal age of marriage, and you haven't graduated from college yet!

But he is right, looking for a partner is no better than others, and you have to start as soon as you see it! Otherwise, if you miss it, you will regret it for the rest of your life!

Instead of regretting it. It's better to talk about it early!

There are always some things in this world that are worth scrambling for.

This child is sincere and persistent in his feelings, dedicated and passionate.

It's like, too.

"Uncle, today you follow me and my little brother, my little brother will hold this basket, your old man don't come out with a quilt, it's cold! I knitted you a hat, cashmere thread, red, you may not be solemn enough, but it is better to be festive! You say yes? I also sewed sheepskin to block the wind, and I am not afraid ......of the cold later."

What was once a little bell-like voice gradually became gentle—in front of me, she would never hold her face and speak to me in that cold and detached voice.

My little girl!

As soon as the top of my head warmed, I knew that the hat with a red cashmere liner and a sheepskin hood had fallen on my head.

Then there was another warmth on my body, and I knew it was a soft little quilt.

It's time to move.

I heard the familiar hum of the engine.

Here we went.

Go to the place where their parents had their wedding many years ago.

I felt a little tired and tired.

But today was different, and I'm sure I'll be able to hold out a few more days – I don't want to leave the kids with regrets.

I've been sick a lot since the fall of this year.

I can already smell the decaying smell of death getting stronger—

When I was young, I smelled a lot of this smell in the wind and rain, and in the smoke of war.

Yao'er's bride is a good boy.

Speak softly and sweetly, very polite, very sensible, no wonder this kid likes it.

I feel more energetic.

But I was wrong this time.

I didn't hold out any more days.

On the night of the wedding, I couldn't do it.

I'm sorry, Yao'er.

I shouldn't have walked on your good days.

Goodbye, a young boy who is calm on the surface and soft on the inside.

May you be safe and happy for the rest of your life, and grow old with your bride.

Goodbye, laughing boy, don't be a playboy, don't provoke the little girl to cry for you in the future.

What a lack of virtue!

Goodbye, my little fairy.

Uncle knows that behind your poisonous tongue is care, and behind indifference is gentleness.

The world is so big, and you are not something that people don't understand.

You can be a little more willful and a little more self-conscious.

May you soon shake off the shackles of your heart and see the truth of this world.

It is much happier to live my own life than to follow the crowd.

Other people's eyes are actually not that important.

I heard Big Sister Dog crying.

But I won't let her go.

Because she's no longer the little girl who can only put her arms around me and cry for the nose.

Many years ago, she had someone to cry with her arms around her neck.

That's her husband.

I'm sorry, I'm going to die first.

Dear girl, I still remember your dreams.

Even after more than 20 years, I can't even remember many things about myself.

May one day, you be able to die of old age as naturally as I am, and your dear people will be by your side.

Good bye!