The yellow-black dog's mouth is overflowing with pink blood foam, which is likely to be caused by the drug caused by over-excitement, which caused the blood vessels to rupture and damage the internal organs. After Wen Yang lowered his head and made a violent impact, he directly broke his sternum and went into cardiac arrest.

Win?

A feeling of prostration emptied all the energy in Wen Yang's body.

looked at the corpse of the earth dog in front of him who didn't even know its name.

Wen Yang didn't know whether what he did was right or wrong.

Off-site.

Pan San patted the veterinarian's shoulder with satisfaction: "Yes, the dosage is just right." Go and see Da Mao's leg injury, don't hurt your muscles and bones. ”

If it hurts its muscles and bones, it will be difficult to explain it on Chen He's side. Three days later, Chen He will come to check the results of the training.

instructed his subordinates to keep an eye on the husky, Pan San was in a good mood, and Shi Shiran left. After a while, let the doctor call him, report the injury, and if it's no problem, he will continue to practice tomorrow, and change to a gentler way. Today is a thorough look.

24 hours passed.

The lemon family has already messed up the pot.

There were two men sitting on the couch - Lemon Daddy and Lemon. Zhang Mingyue yawned and made breakfast in the kitchen - it wasn't early, it was already past nine o'clock in the morning. At this point, my husband and I have already gone to work, and Lemon has already gone to school.

Gong Jiang wore a pair of jeans, and his canvas shoes were stained with yellow grass clippings and mud, and the floor of his home was littered with footprints. Lemon was still wearing her school uniform, and her schoolbag was crooked in the corner of the sofa. The legs of the school pants are also full of grass clippings, and there are a few cangs on their bodies.

The father and son had oily faces and red eyes. Especially lemons. At this moment, I was holding a pack of tissues, sobbing and choking. While crying, he smoked paper and wiped his tears and snot.

After sitting in a daze, Gong Jiang raised an arm with great difficulty. Rubbing his son's head:

"I've cried several times, and I don't have the strength to find Da Mao anymore. Dad thinks about it again, your Uncle Zhang is also helping us find Da Mao. ”

He was responded to by a snot-blowing voice, mixed with a weak, pitiful voice: "Hmm. ”

Yesterday afternoon, Lemon and Gong Jiang arrived at Zhang's house, ready to take Da Mao back.

I haven't seen my own husky for a few days, Lemon is very worried, and the joy of the upcoming reunion even dilutes the sadness of losing the Doraemon ornament on the schoolbag on the way to school in the morning.

"Uncle Gong, isn't there an Uncle Pan who took Da Mao away?"

It's not just a housekeeper. When Zhang Hai came down from the game room, his face was full of surprise.

So it was Gong Jiang and Lemon's turn to be surprised.

"I didn't let anyone pick up the big hair?"

"Da Mao was picked up?"

Father and son spoke in unison.

After Zhang Hai's memories and descriptions, Gong Jiang began to feel that something was very wrong. Especially Zhang Hai mentioned that Mr. Pan took out a Doraemon pendant, so Da Mao got into the car, and Lemon also said that the pendant was missing in the morning.

Although they wanted to break their heads, they couldn't understand why someone would secretly deceive Da Mao, and the people who came seemed to be very familiar with the Zhang family and Gong Jiang, but they understood that something was wrong, so they still tried their best to find it.

Zhang Hai hurriedly called his father. Zhang's father was still in the company, so he hurriedly called to contact his various networks, looking for Da Mao in Manhai City.

As for Gong Jiang, it is impossible for them to find Da Mao if they stay in Zhang's house. So I went home first. The moment Zhang Mingyue heard the news, she was also shocked, and the three of them thought. Will Da Mao run away halfway down the road and return home?

In terms of Da Mao's usual IQ performance. It's still possible.

So Gong Jiang's family of three didn't sleep that night. Zhang Mingyue is a lesbian, and it is not safe to run in Manhai City. Just go around the neighborhood to find Da Mao. Lemon refuses to sleep, so she has to go out with his father to find it. In order to make it easier to walk through the streets and alleys, Gong Jiang also specially asked his neighbors to borrow a bicycle, including in the grove behind the community, and he went in to find it.

"It's impossible for you to keep him from crying."

Zhang Mingyue came out with two bowls of noodles, put them on the table, looked at the dirty father and son and sighed: "Eat first, and then cry after eating." ”

Gong Jiang looked at his son, who was still wiping his tears, got up from the sofa on his knees, sat down at the table and ate noodles.

Turning around and serving another bowl of noodles, Zhang Mingyue dripped some sesame oil into the bowls of the three of them, and the hot noodle soup was mixed with the aroma of sesame seeds, and it floated out at once: "No green onions, smooth noodles, eat whatever you want." Mom will do it again in the evening. ”

Looking at the sesame oil on the noodle soup, the lemon pursed her mouth, and her tears smashed into the bowl: "Da Mao must not have eaten well, woo woo, we still have food to eat, what does Da Mao eat outside, woo woo woo......"

Zhang Mingyue and Gong Jiang glanced at each other and were silent.

Eating noodles, suddenly Zhang Mingyue's mobile phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Hey, teacher, it's me, Mother Lemon," Zhang Mingyue hurriedly put down the chopsticks in her hand and stood and paced back and forth in the room: "I'm sorry, teacher, Lemon is a little unwell today, um, well, hanging water in the hospital, I forgot to ask you for leave in a hurry." Mm-hmm, okay, I'm sorry, teacher. Ok bye. ”

Seeing Zhang Mingyue answering the phone, Gong Jiang thoughtfully took out his chopsticks and dialed a number.

"Xiao Song? I'm Gong Jiang. ”

The noodles were no longer eaten, Gong Jiang walked to the balcony and called Song Hanzhong with a solemn face. Through the glass door of the balcony, Zhang Mingyue couldn't hear what her husband said. Only Lemon guessed something, and her face, which had not slept all night, turned even paler.

After hanging up the phone, Gong Jiang returned to the living room and quickly finished sucking the noodles, touched the lemon head, and said to Zhang Mingyue: "You two worked hard last night, let's make up for sleep at home during the day, I'll call more people out to find it." I may contact you by telephone. ”

Lemon pushed away the rice bowl and stood up with a firm face: "I'll go too." ”

looked back at Zhang Mingyue, and added: "Mom, stay at home." ”

Zhang Mingyue hesitated for a while, nodded, worriedly told the father and son to pay attention to safety, and began to clean up the dishes and chopsticks on the table: "Okay, I'll go buy some food later, if you come back with Da Mao in the evening, you will have something to eat." ”

Before leaving the house, Lemon emptied the books in her school bag, filled them with some water and snacks, and secretly took out a roll of banknotes from Cheetos' stomach and put them in the inner pocket of her school bag.

Closing the door, father and son entered the elevator.

The old elevator made a strange creaking sound and went down slowly. Lemon pursed her lips and gently reached out and pulled Gong Jiang's sleeve:

"Dad, will we not be able to find Da Mao?"

Gong Jiang looked at his son and did not speak. - Who knows? At this moment, his heart was also full of apprehension.

Seeing that his father did not answer, Lemon continued to ask:

"Could it be that Da Mao's body is a little special, so there are bad guys who have taken it away?"

Gong Jiang raised his eyebrows, but still didn't say anything.

There were some things he didn't know how to explain to his son.

Lemon continued to talk to herself: "Actually, Dad, I have some money, which I won by participating in a competition last time I went to a pet show with Da Mao. I want to write some notices and post them in and near the community, and all the money will be used for rewards, okay? ”

After the little fat child said these words in one breath, he could no longer hold back his tears, and tears rolled down his somewhat pale round face. (To be continued......)