Qiuqiu has grown into a bat boy, a beautiful man among the dogs. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 With sharp ears, sparkling eyes, a well-proportioned body, flexible limbs, and oily black fur, the little in the village will gather around and sniff at it when they see it. They will even stick out their tongues to lick the back of its crotch, which is the undisguised worship of life and reproduction by the animals.

Qiuqiu and Sanhua'er had already completed the process of connecting the dog's crotch with Sanhua'er in the cornfield behind the seventh old man's house. Now Sanhua'er already has a few little lives in her belly.

Qiuqiu is already the king of the entire Checheshan dog herd, and Sanhuaer is its proud queen.

Qiuqiu may know that he is going to be a father himself, and he is always full of husband's tenderness for Sanhua'er. It will lick Sanhua'er's head and face, will let it rub itself to be coquettish, and will take Sanhua'er with it when it cruises as usual at night.

Dogs have a happy and peaceful life, they have owners who love them, sheltered dens, and love that humans can't experience.

But Qiuqiu has a little melancholy in such happiness, like the sultry weather on this summer night.

There were black clouds piling up in the sky, and lightning and thunder flashing and exploding in the distant sky. Far away, almost negligible, Qiuqiu realizes that tonight is another stormy thunderstorm night.

Sanhua'er is like a docile and good-natured wife, silently following Qiuqiu all the way.

Qiuqiu walked through the doorway of the little house. Xiao Xiao is enjoying the cool in the yard.

These days, the second baby has become accustomed to sleeping alone. He was already asleep. A boy of his age refused to take a nap during the day, played wildly everywhere, and fell asleep at night with a pillow.

The little heart is full of melancholy. During this time, she noticed changes in her body. It was as if something had grown in her belly, and her belly was slowly getting bigger. It's just that she is already a little obese, and these physical changes have not attracted the attention of others.

The little temper has become very bad, and he doesn't like anything, and he wants to scold everyone when he catches him. The second baby said that Xiaoxiao was sick, and she usually didn't dare to talk to her loudly.

Gu Yigui brought those old men to look for Xiaoxiao more often, sometimes in bed at home, sometimes in the bamboo forest behind the mountain. They don't care about their little and young bodies at all, they just vent their **** and satisfy their dirty physiological pleasure.

Xiaoxiao sat on the small bench and took a bamboo fan to fan the wind. She glanced at the inky black sky. The stars don't know where to hide. She felt that her melancholy was darker than the sky.

Xiaoxiao knew that something was growing in her stomach, and that thing would move from time to time. Xiaoxiao was scared, but she didn't know who to tell. My grandmother and grandfather have always looked down on her, and my grandmother's aunt and uncle also hated her. Every time her parents called, they told her to take care of her younger brother. It's as if she's just superfluous and unworthy of care.

Xiao Xiao sighed, she felt that she was sick. Maybe she's going to die, like the third aunt in Grandma's village. The third aunt also had something in her stomach and later died. I heard the adults say what kind of liver disease it was, and the third aunt had a bulging belly when she died.

Xiaoxiao is afraid of death, she is so young, she has not grown up yet. But if a person really wants to die, there is no way to do it. Just like little Tintin, she is a good boy ten times better than her in the eyes of the village, but isn't she still dead?

When little Tintin died, many people in the village were in tears. Xiaoxiao thought that if she was sick and died, the people in the village would definitely not shed tears for her. She was a bad boy in the eyes of the villagers.

Qiuqiu stopped at the door of the little house for a while, and it seemed that it also felt the melancholy in the little heart.

Qiuqiu continued to parade with Sanhua'er. They came to the door of Liu Yishui's house.

Zhu Yuqun was scolding Liu Yishui.

"Liu Badshui, look at your old lady who is going to die. On such a hot day, the whole house smells of feces and urine, and it doesn't let people live. ”

Liu Badshui didn't answer, he was washing the dirty clothes that his wife had changed under the lamp. The pants and clothes stained with feces and urine had a pungent smell, Liu Yishui was upset, but he had to endure it.

Since the old lady fell ill, Zhu Yuqun put all the things about taking care of the old lady on him. Eating, drinking, and Lazar have to be served, and the old lady is worse than the child she just gave birth. The child who has just been born is getting stronger day by day, and it is giving people hope day by day. This sick old lady is getting weaker day by day, and she is disappointed day by day.

"Liu Yishui, in a few days, it's time for my mother to go to your eldest sister's house, I've had enough. You said that you have to take care of the first two months, and on this hot day, your old lady is dead and has no maggots. Those little goblins are shrewd enough to let you take care of the first two months. Maybe this old lady will die one day, and they won't have to take care of it. ”

"It's okay for you to say less. This old lady has suffered all her life, we shouldn't take care of her! Liu Yishui couldn't listen to it anymore, and replied to Zhu Yuqun.

Zhu Yuqun didn't do it anymore, and immediately cried: "Who the isn't hard? The old lady works day by day, isn't it hard to take care of you? ”

The ball didn't stay too long, and such a quarrel annoyed it.

Qiuqiu took Sanhuaer to the weir pond outside the village. The lotus flowers in the pond are in full bloom. The scent of moisture makes the ball feel comfortable. It knew that Sanhua'er also liked this taste, so it lay on the stone stairs of the weir pond.

Sanhua'er came over and lay down next to Qiuqiu. I couldn't see the appearance of lotus leaves and lotus flowers in the dark night, but the refreshing fragrance made Sanhuaer feel comfortable. Especially next to Qiuqiu, leaning her head on its body makes Sanhuaer feel the happiness of being a wife.

Tick tock, that's the dew rolling off the lotus leaves. Bang bang bang, that's a little fish smashing its mouth. Rustling, rustling, that is the wind walking through the bushes of flowers and leaves.

Such a lotus pond night makes Qiuqiu and Sanhuaer feel intoxicated. Those sounds, those smells, may never be heard or smelled again after the summer. Qiuqiu and Sanhua'er are just a pair of dogs, they don't understand that these beautiful things are always short-lived, and they don't know how to cherish their existence, they just enjoy the pleasure they bring them in this moment.

After resting enough, Qiuqiu took Sanhua'er and walked to the Black Beach River, where there was Little Tintin's grave, that small mound of dirt.

Now, every night cruise, it's a must-see for the balls.

That little mound of dirt was already covered with grass, and soon it would merge with the wilderness. But Qiuqiu always finds it accurately, even in the dark of night.

The ball circled around Little Tintin's grave, and then crouched on the edge of the grave. The weeds there had been flattened by the ball.

Ball knew it would never hear Tintin again. It's just a way to accompany this former friend.

The water of the Black Beach River was flowing loudly, and it didn't pay attention to Qiuqiu's melancholy at the moment. The wind roams happily in the wilderness, and it does not understand the sorrow of the ball.

The thunder is getting louder, the lightning is getting brighter, and the thunderstorm is coming.

Qiuqiu walked home with Sanhua'er, leaving the boundless darkness behind.