The seven old men saw that Liu Yishui's anger had not subsided, and he was afraid that he would have to clean up the puppy when his temper came up, so he quickly packed up and left.

Seeing the seven old men put the unlucky filial dog in the vegetable basket like a baby, he said puzzledly: "Seven old men, you are really crazy, raise a filial dog." ”

Liu Yishui wiped the urine on his face and said fiercely: "Sooner or later, I have to kill this dog." ”

The seven old men bought a basket of xiaolongbao at the steamed bun shop, sat in the warm sun at noon, and were too lazy to go home to make lunch, so they would just eat one bite and be done.

The puppy was silent, just staring at him with dark eyes.

"Eat it? Poor little. The seven old men took out a small dumpling and threw it to the puppy.

The puppy bit it in its mouth, chewed it indiscriminately, and then stared at the food bag in the hand of the seven old men.

"Eat, eat, eat." The pitiful little eyes made the seven old men unbearable.

A bag of xiaolongbao was eaten by the puppy. The seven old men could see that it had not eaten enough.

The seven old men bought another basket of xiaolongbao, and when they gave it to the puppy, it just pressed the bun to the soles of its feet and didn't eat it, just looked at the seven old men with blank eyes.

"Eat, eat, and ah." The tone of the seven old men coaxed a child.

The puppy whined twice and put the meat bun on his chest, but he refused to eat it again.

The seven old men no longer cared about the puppy and ate it themselves.

Warm sun, delicious xiao long bao, and strong wine. When the seven old men buy groceries, they always bring a bottle of original liquor.

Ever since the Seven Old Men left, the Seven Old Men have been obsessed with drinking. When you take a sip of wine, your cold heart becomes hot, and you are in a trance, and the days are coming day by day in a trance.

The seven old men did not have the sad state of mind when they went out in the morning.

Sometimes life is so simple and happy, why do you have to live your life so complicated, maybe one day you will close your eyes and live your whole life like this. The seven old men comforted themselves like this in their hearts.

I just don't know how long this simple happiness will last, and maybe at some point a cloud of sorrow will float over and cover this simple happiness.

There was no one on the road anymore, and the seven old men were pushing the cart with leftover vegetables and the puppy.

The seven old men suddenly wanted to sing. The seven old men who wanted to sing sang leisurely with their voices pulled their throats.

"The sun is out, and the sun is out, and the sun is happy, and the long is ......"

The stonemasons love to sing the majestic and melodious trumpet when they carry the stones, and the voices of the seven old men are loud, and the songs they sing go straight to the sky.

The song was melodious in the spring fields, causing the birds to chirp along.

Those rape flowers that wilted in the morning were golden and fragrant. The pea seedlings and the bean seedlings are no longer stiff, and their green leaves are shaking in the spring breeze. They also seem to be infected by the happiness of the Seven Old Men.

After the seven old ladies left, the seven old men hadn't been so happy for a long time.

The happier the seven old men are, the more they sing, and the more they sing, the happier they become.

"The Sun Comes Out and Beams", "A Locust on a High Mountain", "Dragon Boat Tune......

Songs flowed out of his mouth like water.

"Seven old men, you have spring." Someone laughed at him on the road.

The seven old men ignored it and sang more vigorously. The size is a life, the seven old men are happy in their hearts, and they feel as if they have done a great deed.

The filial dog squinted at the seven old men and listened to his song.

The seven old men felt that the dog was laughing. It's a god, it's a laughing dog.

"Seven old men, where did you catch a puppy?"

When the seven old men arrived home, they met Liu Dudun, the stupid son of Liu Damao's family. Liu Dudun saw that the seven old men had brought back a puppy, so he followed him into his yard.

The seven old men ignored Liu Stuffy, this stupid boy asked this and that when he saw someone, it made people upset.

"Seven old men, what's your dog's name? Our dog's name is Sanhua'er, which is the name I gave him. Liu Stuffundun grinned widely, and there was a glittering saliva hanging from the corner of his mouth.

The seven old men hated Liu Stuffy a little, and said casually: "It's called Qiuqiu." ”

The dog was hairy, curled up like a dirty ball of yarn.

"Qiuqiu, come, come down and play for a while." Liu Stuffundun reached out to hug the puppy.

The puppy barked at him and tightly protected the xiaolongbao on his chest. It thought that Liu Stuffundun was going to rob him of his xiaolongbao.

Liu Stuffundun was startled, and quickly withdrew his hand: "Kill you, ****, bite me." Liu Dudun waved his hand and scared the puppy.

"Qiuqiu, I'm home, come down." The seven old men looked at the puppy with gentle eyes.

The puppy Qiuqiu yelled at Liu Stuffundun twice, and jumped down with the already cold xiaolongbao in his mouth. It burrowed into the stack of firewood by the wall, hid the xiaolongbao, and stretched out its head to Liu Dullun and shouted.

Qiuqiu is really hungry, so he wants to keep this xiaolongbao and wait for the next meal.

The seven old men got the vegetables out of the basket and waited for tomorrow to go to the ancient Buddha field to catch the market. It took him so much effort to sell these dishes, so he had to sell them.

The seven old men finished cleaning up, and Qiuqiu was still standing by the pile of firewood, shouting vigorously at Liu Stuffy.

Poor guy! The seven old men sighed in their hearts. Looking at Qiuqiu's dirty body, the seven old men decided to boil water to bathe it.

The seven old men really moved the mind of raising children to treat Qiuqiu.

After the water was boiled, the seven old men took the footbath and bathed Qiuqiu in the courtyard dam.

Warm water, gentle washing, and warm sun, Qiuqiu enjoys this treatment. Comfortably closed his eyes and hummed softly in his mouth, like a spoiled child.

Liu Stuffundun squatted on the side, playing with the bubbles of the shampoo in the basin. Those bubbles shimmer in the sun.

When the ball is cleaned, it looks more like a fluffy ball of string. The black hair on his body was fluffy and fluffy, and the white hair on the top of his head seemed to be a ball of spring snow that had not melted.

Qiuqiu ran around the yard curiously, looking at the new home.

Liu Stuffundun followed behind it, shouting Qiuqiu incessantly.

The seven old men sat on the stone pier at the door, watching Liu Stuffundun and Qiuqiu running around in the yard.

A warm wind blows in your face, with the fragrance of rape flowers and the smell of newborn grass.

The seven old men seemed to see the scene of the children running around the yard again when they were children, and those crisp laughter floated over the yard.

Qiuqiu got tired of playing, and went into the woodpile to find the hidden xiaolongbao.

Qiuqiu was about to eat when a big red-haired rooster pounced and took the xiaolongbao away with one mouthful.

The ball is angry and chases the big to bite.

"Qiuqiu, come here, this is the chicken that the owner fed, you don't want to bite it." As soon as the seven old men spoke, Qiuqiu obediently ran to his feet.

Qiuqiu rubbed the trouser legs of the seven old men, and whined in his mouth, as if telling the small grievances in his heart.

"Oh, little ball, don't cry." The seven old men picked up Qiuqiu and coaxed it like a child.

Qiuqiu arched his furry head into the arms of the seven old men.

Qiuqiu's snort blew on the chest of the seven old men, tickling, itching to the hearts of the seven old men.

"Seven old men, Qiuqiu is hungry, and he is looking for your milk to eat. Seven old men, you feed it, you feed it. Liu Stuffundun also felt that his words were funny, and grinned.

Qiuqiu poked his head out of the arms of the seven old men and shouted dissatisfiedly at Liu Dullun.

The seven old men thought to themselves that this ball knew the protector, what a good spiritual dog.

This dog, give it a bite to eat, and it knows how to wag its tail at you. Although it can't speak, it also knows that you are good to it and knows how to be grateful.

What about this man? The seven old men inevitably sighed again, who would still care about him now for these children whom he worked so hard to raise?

He also knew that his children had their own survival pressures, and it was impossible for them to stay by his side every day.

He sometimes thinks that he is not getting older and more hypocritical.

Now that he has Qiuqiu, he may not be so lonely. This fluffy little guy is really cute. The Seven Old Men don't care anymore that it's an unlucky filial dog.