Gong Jiang is usually a little funny.

Wen Yang didn't know if it was wise and foolish, because at critical moments, Gong Jiang could always make some very smart moves, which moved him.

Feeling the gentle warmth coming from the top of his head, it was the temperature of Gong Jiang's palm.

Wen Yang opened his eyes, stared at Gong Jiang's eyes, whined in a low voice, and gently licked Gong Jiang's arm.

This is the deepest gratitude he can express at this moment.

After sitting with his husky for a long time, Gong Jiang went back to his room to sleep.

Before leaving, Gong Jiang rubbed Wenyang's head again, and whispered that he would tell him as soon as there was news of the hamsters.

The door opened softly, and then it slammed again.

Looking at Gong Jiang's bedroom door, Wen Yang suddenly thought, this is probably fate, right?

If he became a dog and was adopted by another family, maybe his current life would be completely different, there is no Zhang Mingyue who can cook good dishes, there is no lemon who is as round as him and then scolded together, and there is no male owner who will first think of taking care of his husky feelings no matter what happens.

After getting along for a period of time, Wenyang found that Gong Jiang had one of the biggest advantages, that is, he was very tolerant.

It seems that in the eyes of this doctor, it is normal for a husky not to gnaw on the sofa, it is normal not to eat dog food, it is normal to call with the howl of a wolf, and it is also normal to have a special physique.

Wen Yang doesn't know if it's because the doctor's thinking is different from ordinary people, or if only Gong Jiang has such an outstanding ability to accept, if God played a joke on him and turned him from a human to an animal, then, at least God left him a door, let him meet the kind lemon, and met Gong Jiang, who is very tolerant.

Tomorrow, let's go to Song's house to have a look.

Closing his eyes, Wen Yang made a decision.

As soon as the morning dawned, Wen Yang squatted at the door, waiting for Lemon to pack up and go out to school, and then he went out with him.

The weather seemed to be cooler, Zhang Mingyue tied a scarf to Lemon, and Wenyang and Lemon walked side by side in the community, looking up at the trees on both sides.

The trees planted in the community are almost the same as the street trees outside, most of them are sycamores and camphors.

The leaves of the sycamore fan are all over the ground, and the leaves of the camphor are still verdant and green, and the sun is sifting through the branches and leaves, and the warmth is sprinkled on the body.

"I'm leaving, you are good, don't run around!"

Delivering Lemon to the door of the community, Lemon beckoned to him and walked away slowly with his schoolbag.

Seeing the lemon go farther and farther, Wen Yang turned around and walked towards Song Hanzhong's house.

Song Hanzhong should have gone to work at this time, he can play with the girl he hasn't seen for a long time first, and then go to see the old lady.

Thinking about the old lady, Wen Yang felt that it was not easy for her.

Son, daughter-in-law and grandson, busy with work all day long, Song Hanzhong is already very busy, and his father and mother are even more busy with their feet and hardly go home.

There was something going on at Long Mei's house before, and when she returned to her hometown, Song Hanzhong temporarily hired another nanny for the old lady, and I don't know if she can take care of the old man like Long Mei.

When passing by the fountain pool, Wen Yang met Samoyed, who had been frightened by his own void wave of his paw when he first entered the community.

The owner of the Samoyed was still very annoyed at the time, but this matter is not a fight, and then Lemon found out that the little master of the Samoyed turned out to be his classmate, and the two were not familiar in the class, but later they often talked about the life of Wang Xingren together, and they have become good friends.

That Samoyed is outgoing and very lively, when he saw Wen Yang, he forgot all about what he had been scared by Wen Yang before, and ran over to greet him, the big tail flicked Huan, stretched out his tongue to lick his face, and the frightened Wen Yang quickly dodged.

This lick is a face of saliva!

Please forgive Wenyang for being a little clean!

And this Samoyed seems to be a young man, this kind of too intimate behavior Wenyang can't accept it!

Samoyed thought that Wen Yang was playing with him, trotted behind Wen Yang, stretched out his claws to pull the big tail of the husky in front of him, and finally Wen Yang was annoyed, turned his head and put on a spotlight look, and bared his teeth in a fake way, Samoyed was stunned, and Wen Yang hurriedly ran away.

"Wang!"

"Woohoo!"

Wen Yang ran in front, followed by a string of barking behind his ass.

What's the situation, they all say Husky two, why doesn't anyone say Samoyed two? It's okay to play by yourself, why keep pestering other dogs.

A little depressed in his heart, Wen Yang stopped, and as soon as he turned around, a sturdy canine greeting greeted him, that saliva!

A brilliant earth dog face appeared in front of Wen Yang - it was Da Bai!

While thinking about going to the old lady's house, I had to find some tissues to find a way to wipe the hair on my face, Da Bai's saliva wet my own hair, and I looked for Erbai's trace behind Da Bai, but I didn't find it.

I haven't seen each other for a long time, Da Bai seemed very happy, circled around Wenyang several times, stretched out his tongue and panted, lay on the ground and rolled a few times before he got up and walked forward with broken steps.

Where his wolf-like big brother plans to go, it knows very well. The large courtyard with the wooden fence in front of them was their base, and Erbai was already waiting for it there.

Following Da Bai, Wen Yang saw the white cat squatting on the tip of the wooden fence.

Since Erbai didn't worry about eating and living, the cat's grace and bearing have gradually been raised, and every move and foot is particularly noble and elegant, which makes Wen Yang feel that he can't be friends anymore. No, when I saw my boss on the fence, I didn't jump down quickly, but just turned my head slightly and meowed reservedly.

"Wang!"

Wen Yang replied angrily, which was regarded as a greeting.

It's getting more and more unruly!

From the small gate of the wooden fence into the yard, the barking of the girl came as scheduled, and the small body rushed towards it, and it was also all kinds of jubilation.

The feelings of animals are very simple, either friends, enemies, or passers-by.

Because of Grandma Song, the little butterfly dog gradually regarded this chubby husky as his good friend, and by the way, the two buddies of this husky also cultivated a relationship.

But the strange thing is that this time, the fully automatic real dog sounding doorbell did not work.

Several dogs and cats were making noise in the yard for a long time, and Wenyang didn't see the balcony door opened.

It stands to reason that when Mrs. Song heard the scream, she should have gone to the balcony to take a look, what happened today?

Staring at the balcony door suspiciously, Wen Yang heard unfamiliar footsteps coming from the house.

The balcony door opened.

A middle-aged woman's head popped out of the balcony door and beckoned to Wen Yang: "Is it Da Mao?" The old lady is calling you in the house, come in. ”

After entering the house, Wen Yang saw the old lady sitting on the sofa.

Is this still the old lady Song that Wen Yang knew before?

This complexion is very bad.