Life in a brick factory is busy and boring. Every day of high-intensity labor makes everyone feel like a numb machine.

Xiao Kun's fiery temper is gone. It was like an angular stone falling into the turbulent river, and it was soon worn to the point that it lost its edges and became smooth and smooth.

Except for seeing Xiaoqing at dinner every day, Xiao Kun can be happier in his heart, and he is lifeless at other times. Such a mentality led him to lose concentration at work, and once he almost rolled his hand into the machine that pressed the bricks. If Zhao San hadn't grabbed him, one of his arms would have been useless.

Xiao Kun was hoping that it would rain. When it rains, you don't have to work so tiredly. However, for several days in a row, the weather was clear, and the temperature also skyrocketed. Lying in bed at night, the mat under him was a puddle of sweat.

Xiaoqing has become accustomed to life in a brick factory. She seems to have been born with an ability to adapt to different environments. Every day she cooks, washes dishes, and washes the clothes of the workers, she feels that her life is stressful, busy and fulfilling.

Xiaoqing is a romantic girl with a bit of literary atmosphere. In such a humble environment as the brick factory, she can also live happily and make the people around her feel happy.

Aunt Zhang was a little envious of Xiaoqing, such a flower-like age, such a simple and happy state of mind, she had never had it anyway. She didn't read much, got married very early and raised a bunch of children. In her life, there are only men and children, only labor to earn money, she forgets that she is still a woman, and she doesn't know that she can live happily like this.

The brickyards in the valleys are full of weeds and wildflowers. Xiaoqing will pick some wildflowers and stick them in empty bottles of cleaned soy sauce. She even touched some small loaches in puddles and kept them in glass bottles.

That warehouse was cleaned up by Xiaoqing in an orderly manner, and it was no longer so disorganized. The wooden shelf that was close to the head of the bed, where the sundries were originally placed, Xiaoqing cleaned it and put the flowers and plants she raised.

As soon as I opened the door of the warehouse, I couldn't see the usual mess, and I couldn't smell the unique smell of the warehouse. The fragrance of wildflowers, the smell of grass, and the clean mosquito nets, this warehouse also has the appearance of some girls' boudoirs.

Aunt Zhang was embarrassed to lay her stout body on the wooden bed again. Every day at noon, she went to Lao Qi's house to take a nap. Poor Lao Qi can only take a nap at the desk, and he is teased and ravaged by Aunt Zhang from time to time.

Xiaoqing treats those wolf dogs as her pets, and when she is fine, she will run to play with them.

It's always easier to do things in the kitchen and have some free time. I have finished reading the few books that Xiaoqing brought. Aunt Zhang went to Lao Qi's office to be with him when she was free. The workers were very busy at work, and Xiaoqing didn't want to bother them. In her spare time, Xiaoqing can only take care of these big wolf dogs.

Those big wolf dogs with strong physiques and intimidating are like obedient sheep in front of Xiaoqing.

Xiaoqing tickles them, combs their hair, and catches fleas. They always hummed quietly, resting their heads comfortably in Xiaoqing's arms, enjoying her services, like spoiled children in their mother's arms.

As soon as the wolfdogs see Xiaoqing, they will obediently lie on the ground, wagging their big tails, or stand up and put their front legs on Xiaoqing and beg for her caresses. Xiaoqing has become the queen in the eyes of this group of wolf dogs.

The wolfdogs have a big black head and are a very beautiful and sturdy big wolfdog. It especially likes to stick to Xiaoqing. It will unreservedly show its affection and obedience to this human girl. It will even be jealous of Xiaoqing's closeness to other wolf dogs.

When Xiaoqing feeds the wolf dogs, Da Hei will be the first to jump up to welcome her. In the past, it was always the first to rush to eat, but now it always arches its head into Xiaoqing's arms and puts its front legs on her body, and wants to make love with Xiaoqing enough before eating.

When Xiaoqing left, it straightened the chain around its neck, regardless of the pain it took, kept scratching the dirt under its feet, and then whimpered like a child.

Xiaoqing really couldn't bear to look at it like this, so she simply untied the chain around its neck, anyway, sometimes the baby would let Da Hei wander around the brickyard.

In the limited life of the big black, all it remembers is either the fear of the workers for it, or the sticks and scoldings of the baby. No one has ever treated him so patiently and gently, and even when he was a small milk dog, he often fought with his siblings for a mouthful of milk.

Dahei's attachment to Xiaoqing is like a child's attachment to his mother.

Xiaoqing has a little more follower. Da Hei is always inseparable from her, and he lies at the door of the warehouse at night and guards Xiaoqing from going anywhere.

In the past, when Xiaoqing took a bath at night, she always felt that there were malicious eyes staring at her somewhere in the night. That feeling always made her shudder, and she hurriedly got dressed after a hasty scrub. Now, with Da Hei guarding the door, Xiaoqing no longer has that feeling. She can safely wash her body carefully, and sometimes she even hums quietly while taking a bath.

In the night, a figure lurked in the shadows of the brick stacks in front of the kitchen, like a hungry wolf. Listening to the sound of water in the warehouse and listening to Xiaoqing's singing, his breathing became heavy, and then he lay on the brick stack, and after a while he trembled like cramps.

Xiaoqing looked at Da Hei and remembered the ball in the house of the seven old men, and she remembered Xiao Ding Ding, who was always sticking to her, and she cherished Da Hei even more.

One day, Xiaoqing noticed that Da Hei was walking with a little lameness, and his left front leg was always weak.

"Big Black, what's wrong with you? Did you hurt your leg? Xiaoqing said to Da Hei.

Da Hei rubbed in front of her and raised his left front leg.

"Xiaoqing, you are really a god. Can this big black still understand you? Aunt Zhang said.

"Aunt Zhang, this dog is the most spiritual animal. There are many novels that have written stories about loyal dog guardians. Don't think of it as a brute, but as a friend who doesn't speak. You love it and love it, and it knows it all in your heart. ”

"You kid, you always talk in a way." Aunt Zhang said, "This person who has read books always does things so reasonably. I see, you think Da Hei is your doll. Oh, in the future, you must be a good mother, and whoever marries you will be a blessing. ”

"Aunt Zhang, look at what you said. People are still little girls, where to think about things so far. Xiaoqing blushed a little when Aunt Zhang said it.

Aunt Zhang laughed: "What's the matter, every little girl will grow into a woman." Isn't being a woman just getting married and having children, what's so embarrassing about that. ”

Xiaoqing ignored Aunt Zhang. She doesn't think Aunt Zhang's words are reasonable, she doesn't want to be a woman who can only marry and have children. She has a lot of beautiful dreams in her heart, and she wants to turn them all into reality.

Xiaoqing gently tugged at the hair on the big black leg and found that there was a spike in the middle of its claws.

"Da Hei, don't be afraid, my sister will help you pull out the thorns." Xiaoqing soothed Da Hei, pinched the spikes and pulled them out hard.

Da Hei screamed, jumped down from Xiaoqing's arms, and scared Aunt Zhang on the side.

"Da Hei, don't run, come here, my sister will detoxify you." Xiaoqing found the leftover liquor that Lao Qi drank in the cupboard, grabbed Dahei, and poured the wine on its somewhat red and swollen wounds.

"Xiaoqing, you, you really treat Da Hei as a child." Aunt Zhang laughed so hard that she couldn't straighten up.

The big black leg didn't hurt anymore, and happily jumped and jumped around Xiaoqing.