The ball got into the gutter outside the yard. The hole left in the wall of the pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info has become slippery because of the frequent entry of the ball.

The courtyard was quiet, and the ball ran through the courtyard and into the hall.

The seven old men lay upright on the concrete floor of the room with their eyes closed, their gray-haired heads resting on the legs of the stool.

It's so cool underground. Qiuqiu knew that his grandfather was sick and couldn't lie on the ground.

Qiuqiu grabbed the hand of the seven old men, which was already cold.

Qiuqiu screamed in the ears of the seven old men, and the seven old men could no longer hear it.

Qiuqiu was a little puzzled, could it be that his grandfather was asleep. You can't sleep so deeply when you're asleep?

Qiuqiu didn't dare to think about anything else, he preferred to believe that his grandfather was asleep, and when he woke up, he would get up and touch his fur to feed him.

Qiuqiu ran into the bedroom, dragged a blanket in his mouth, and dragged him into the hall.

Qiuqiu unfolded the blanket and covered the seven old men. So that grandpa won't be cold.

Qiuqiu was lying on the blanket, with his head next to the seven old men. Qiuqiu is relieved, and it is solid to guard grandpa.

Qiuqiu kept guarding the seven old men like this until the sun went down. The afterglow of the setting sun shone from the side of Cheche Mountain, illuminating the courtyard in golden.

The chickens and ducks that had been hungry all day began to cluck, quack, and run back and forth in the cages where they were kept. The old ewes were also hungry and bleated.

These nasty guys, they're going to make a noise about grandpa like this.

Qiuqiu angrily got up, ran to the chicken and duck cage, and bit open the cage door with his mouth.

The chickens and ducks scrambled to run out and ran into the yard and still croaked there. There was no food in the yard, and the chickens and ducks were very dissatisfied.

Annoyed, these chirps. Ball ball drove the chickens and ducks to the gutter. A panicked duck burrowed out of the gutter. The other chickens and ducks followed suit.

The chickens and ducks were free, pecking at the tender weeds and the grain scattered in the fields by the roadside.

Qiuqiu knew that when it got dark, these timid guys would run back on their own.

The ball bit off the rope that held the old ewe to it. The old ewe ran out of the sheepfold and craned her neck to eat the peanut vines hanging on the wall.

After Qiuqiu sent away these noisy guys, he ran into the hall and stayed by the side of the seven old men.

Next to his grandfather's gray-haired head, Qiuqiu remembered those warm pasts.

I remembered that the seven old men rescued it from Liu Yishui, remembered the first time I ate a beautiful meal of xiaolongbao, and remembered that my grandfather's warm big hands always caressed it lovingly and gently.

Qiuqiu fell asleep in such happy memories.

In the dark night, there are sneaky guys coming out for activities. That's the Yellow Rat King and his descendants.

Mice are naturally sensitive, and the yellow-haired Rat King has already sensed that the Seven Old Men are dead. This yard without an owner should be their world.

There are fragrant corn, rice, nutritious soybeans and peanuts in the granary of the seven old men. The food left behind by Qiuxia is enough for them to enjoy for a long time.

It's just that the yellow-haired rat king is still afraid of Qiuqiu, and his half-truncated tail was broken by Qiuqiu when he first came. At that time, Qiuqiu was only more than two months old, and he was a terrible guy, and now Qiuqiu is already such a big dog, several times bigger than it.

The yellow-haired rat king looked at Qiuqiu lying beside the seven old men and hated itchy.

Those delicious grains were close at hand, but they couldn't eat them in their mouths, and the descendants of the Yellow Rat King were so anxious that they could only cry.

Qiuqiu had already heard the movements of the rats. It has to guard its grandfather, and it can't fight with the Yellow Rat King. Qiuqiu looked up and barked into the night.

One by one, the rats quickly hid in their holes.

It rained at night, and the rainy autumn night was even colder. The sound of the rain was like a lullaby, and Qiuqiu slept soundly and peacefully.

At dawn, Qiuqiu was woken up hungry.

Qiuqiu got up and ran to his food bowl. The bowl was empty, and even the grains of rice that were stuck on the side of the basin were eaten by the hungry chickens and ducks.

Qiuqiu ran back to the seven old men and shouted loudly. The Seven Old Men still ignored it.

Qiuqiu stayed for a while, so hungry that he couldn't stand it, and he remembered that Sanhua'er was coming. Maybe Sanhua'er still has some food in her food bowl.

Qiuqiu glanced at the seven old men, and saw that he was still lying quietly in the hall, and he ran out of the gutter with confidence.

The chickens and ducks have run out of the gutter, the old ewes have eaten enough, and the peanut vines lie quietly in the sheepfold.

The whole courtyard was silent, and all of a sudden it lost its former vitality.

The yellow-haired rat king came out with his children and grandchildren.

There is a room in the house of the seven old men that is used as a granary, and the harvested grain is placed in it.

The yellow-haired rat king led the rats through the hall and swaggered straight to the granary.

A little mouse stepped on the blanket that covered the seven old men. The rats were frightened and turned around and ran back one by one.

The Yellow-Haired Rat King squeaked, steadying the formation. The rats are naturally afraid of people, for fear of waking up the seven old men. But they are not afraid of the dead, and the dead Seven Old Men do not pose any threat to them.

The yellow-haired rat king knew that the seven old men were dead, and he was a little disdainful of those timid children and grandchildren. It ran over, ran to the top of the seven old men's heads, and deliberately stomped a few feet.

The other rats have their hearts in their throats.

The yellow-haired rat king stamped his feet and ran to the granary by himself. The other rats also followed the example of the yellow-haired rat king, stomped on the top of the head of the seven old men a few times, and then followed them to the granary.

The rats felt like they were having a holiday. Those arrogant humans are always chasing and killing them. But they are still alive and well, and maybe one day when humans are gone, they will still be thriving.

The Seven Old Men, a member of the human race, could no longer chase and fight them, they could stomp their feet on top of his head.

How delicious and abundant the grain in the granary! The rats eat with swollen stomachs and walk a little swaying.

The Yellow Rat King led his children and grandchildren along the way they had come and walked to the cave.

As he walked through the hall, the Yellow Rat King remembered Qiuqiu, and remembered that it was the Seven Old Men who brought Qiuqiu back to make them uneasy.

The yellow-haired rat king's heart was full of resentment, and he paced towards the seven old men.

Qiuqiu always felt restless at Liu Stuffydun's house. First it ran to the dog trough to grab food from the puppies. It was indeed hungry, and the three little black dogs complained that Qiuqiu was stealing their food, and barked at it.

Sanhua'er also barked at it loudly, blaming it for not looking like a father.

Qiuqiu is a little aggrieved, those little guys have the sweet milk of Sanhuaer.

Later, when Qiuqiu was playing with the three puppies, he felt as if his heart had been pricked by a needle.

Qiuqiu left the puppies and ran home.

The rain soaked the fur of the ball. The ball scrambled out of the gutter into the yard.

The yellow-haired rat king is gnawing on the fingers of the seven old men exposed on the outside of the blanket. There was also a fat rat that climbed on the head of the seven old men, ready to gnaw on his eyeballs.

The ball roared and slammed into the hall.

The rats were so frightened that they flew into the hole one by one.

There were too many rats, and the entrance to the cave was too small, and they were all scrambling to escape for their lives, but no one escaped.

These guys are really desperate, dare to bite grandpa. The ball pounced, its paws slapped, its teeth gritted, and soon there were several more bloody rats on the ground.

The rats were frightened, and one of the little mice fainted in fright.

The yellow-haired rat king ran out of the door of the hall with the remnants of the defeated army.

Qiuqiu put the corpses of the rats in front of the seven old men, and whined, but unfortunately the seven old men could no longer laugh and praise their ability.

Looking at his grandfather's hand being gnawed by the yellow rat king, Qiuqiu was sad. It really wanted to swallow those rats in its stomach. The ball has its own pride, these filthy rats, it can't be eaten.

Qiuqiu finally believes that his grandfather who loves it is dead, otherwise his hands will be gnawed by rats, why wouldn't his grandfather not move?

Qiuqiu was very sad, and he decided to guard his grandfather, not going anywhere, not allowing those rats to come and gnaw on his body again.

Perhaps, Qiuqiu is really a filial dog, and the seven old men adopted it to keep filial piety.

Qiuqiu lay beside the seven old men and didn't move.

The autumn rain has been falling, and this is the so-called "rotten grain pile" rain. It will not be able to stop until the stumps in the field have rotted.

Qiuqiu has been lying beside the Seven Old Men for three days. It has been held in a pose, as if it were a black and white marble sculpture.

Maybe Qiuqiu is dead too, and from a distance, it seems to have lost a bit of life.