Little Ding Ding can always find the cockfighting every day with the ball, sometimes more and sometimes less, anyway, there is never a time to return empty-handed.

Little Tintin always sells the cockfighting he found to the man with glasses. When others came to ask her, she always ignored him, and always had to wait for him to come before she was willing to sell the cockfighting in her basket.

It's not because he always bids higher than others every time, or because he brings some gifts to little Tintin from time to time, such as a small hairpin, such as a piece of candy, just because his warm smile and loving eyes are very similar to the image of his father in little Tintin dreams.

The dealers who collected the cockfighting cocks all laughed at the man with glasses, and he accepted a goddaughter, and clamored for Xiao Ding Ding to call him Dad. He sometimes teased little Tintin and asked him to call him Daddy.

Although little Ding Ding likes men with glasses, he knows that his father can't scream casually. She just blushed, pinched the corners of her clothes with both hands, and looked at the man with glasses with watery eyes.

That delicate look, so cute. The man with glasses felt that this was the most beautiful flower that bloomed in the world. He himself has a very naughty son, and he wants to have a daughter for himself, like Little Tintin, how nice it would be! He will definitely hold her in the palm of his hand and put her on the tip of his heart.

It was another rainy morning, and Little Ding Ding took Qiuqiu to find the cockfighter.

The misty rain and mist soaked the mountains, forests and fields, and also soaked Xiao Dingding's red raincoat and green rain boots. Because he often walks around in the mountains and forests, Xiao Tintin's raincoat has been scratched in several places by the thorns in the forest, and there is not much dry place under the raincoat. The rain boots were also broken, filled with water, and they creaked when they walked, like walking in a paddy field.

The reason why he wore such a torn raincoat and rain boots was because Xiao Ding Ding was reluctant to spend money to buy a new one, and the new one would be scratched in a few days in the mountains and forests; The second is that wearing such a raincoat and rain boots can still provide a little protection, so as not to hurt the hands and feet with those thorns.

Carrying a basket full of cockfights, braving the thick rain and fog, little Tintin felt like the little match girl in the story told by her sister. The poor girl, who sells matches on the street in the cold winter to make a living, also wears tattered clothes and shoes. The difference is that the little match girl did not sell a match in the end, and finally froze to death on the street. Xiao Ding Ding is not worried that his basket of cockfighting cocks will not be sold, and the glasses uncle will definitely buy all his fighting cocks, even those small bones that have not yet opened the umbrella.

Little Ding Ding thought that she could sell for a lot of money again, and she could see the warm smiling face of Uncle Glasses, and her heart was happy. In this picking season of cockfighting, she has saved more than 400 yuan.

"Qiuqiu, we're going home." Little Tintin walked back with the ball.

The ball's fur was all wet, and it clung tightly to its body, making it look as if it had lost a lot of weight. As it walked, it swayed and shook the rain off its body.

Heavy rain overnight softened the soil on the mountain road, and small landslides occurred in many places. Little Tintin walked cautiously, but still fell on the side of a road that had been broken by the water.

Little Tintin got up and looked at the basket that had fallen to the side. Fortunately, the cockfighting hasn't broken yet, but she has already fallen so that her hands and face are all mud.

Xiao Ding Ding wanted to cry a little, but it really hurt just now, and tears were rolling in his eyes. But in this rainy day, no one heard the crying. Little Tintin endured the pain and carried the basket back.

There is a cistern at the foot of the mountain. In such a rainy season, it is already full of cloudy rainwater and green duckweed.

Little Tintin squatted on the stone stairs of the cistern and washed his dirty hands and face with the water. The stone stairs were a little slippery, and little Tintin almost fell down several times.

Finally, I washed my hands and face. Little Tintin looked up, the rain had stopped, and the eastern sky showed a golden morning glow.

The raincoat is a little hot to wear, and the rain boots that have entered the water are also uncomfortable to wear.

Little Tintin took off his raincoat and rain boots and put his feet in the pool. After covering his feet for so long, he was finally liberated. The cool water of the pond made Xiao Ding Ding feel very comfortable. She kicked her little feet in the water, and felt like two small fish swimming in the pool, stirring up strings of splashes.

After all, he is still a child, and after all, he still likes to play in the water. Immersed in the pleasures of his own making, little Tintin completely forgot about the dangers of this three-meter-deep cistern.

When little Tintin had had enough of playing and was about to stand up, he slid under his feet. Just like that, she fell into the water. The turbid pool water is like a greedy mouth, engulfing Little Ding Ding in one fell swoop. Only clusters of blisters bubbled up on the surface of the water, washing away the green duckweed.

After a while, duckweed gathered again and filled the pool again, as if nothing had happened.

Qiuqiu sees little Tintin fall into the pool like a stone. At first, it thought that little Tintin wanted to swim in the pool. Because Erwa and a group of boys in the village would run to swim in the Heitan River when it was hot. The Seven Old Men would sometimes take it to play in the Black Beach River.

The seven old men will stab the fierce son, and they will be pierced out for a long distance at once, and then they will show their heads. Qiuqiu thought that Xiao Ding Ding was also playing with Zha Mengzi. After a while, Qiuqiu saw that Little Tintin had not yet shown his head, and it knew that Little Tintin had an accident.

The ball jumped into the pool, swam wildly, and screamed. The ball won't pierce the fierce son, and I don't know where little Ding Ding has sunk.

Qiuqiu swam a few laps before he got up and ran towards the village.

Qiuqiu ran to Little Tintin's house first. Wang Silin had already gotten up and was making breakfast. He knew that little Ding Ding had dinner early in the morning and was going to sell cockfights on the street.

"Qiuqiu, you're back, why are you so wet?" Wang Silin patted Qiuqiu's head.

Qiuqiu whimpered and pulled Wang Silin's trouser leg with his mouth.

"Qiuqiu, are you hungry. I'll get you something to eat right away. ”

Qiuqiu wagged his tail and pulled Wang Silin out.

"Qiuqiu, what's wrong with you? What about Little Tintin? Why didn't she come back? ”

Hearing Wang Silin mention Xiao Dingding, Qiuqiu was so anxious that tears came out.

"Qiuqiu, why are you crying? Could it be that little Tintin has broken? Wang Silin remembered that Liu Yishui's wife broke and Qiuqiu ran to the village to find someone.

Wang Silin chuckled in his heart, and couldn't help crying: "Little Ding Ding, little Ding Ding, don't you have an accident?" ”

Wang Silin took the cane and walked out tremblingly, crying as he walked.

Qiuqiu ran home again, shouting at the seven old men who had just gotten up.

"What madness is this dead dog! It's early in the morning, so don't you let people stop for a while? Qiu Xia complained a little that Qiuqiu had disturbed her good dreams.

"No, there must be something bad?" The seven old men looked at Qiuqiu's anxious appearance, and had an ominous premonition in their hearts.

"Seventh brother, this guy is crazy." Qiuxia has always hated Qiuqiu. Although everyone in the village regards Qiuqiu as a very magical dog, Qiuxia has always been obsessed with Qiuqiu. Especially every time Qiuqiu looked at her like an enemy, that look was like a hungry wolf facing a longing prey, Qiu Xia couldn't help but tremble in her heart.

The seven old men squatted down, stroked Qiuqiu's head, and said, "Qiuqiu, are you going to tell Grandpa Sù something?" ”

Qiuqiu screamed twice and ran out of the yard.

The seven old men ran out with Qiuqiu, and as soon as they came out of the courtyard gate, they saw Wang Silin crying on crutches and shouting Xiao Ding Ding.