After the class reunion, the main thing is to prepare for the Chinese New Year, and my life has returned to my daily routine for the time being: watching TV, surfing the Internet, sleeping, eating, ...... Since the new home is far away from the city center, the leisure activities of visiting Xinhua bookstores, supermarkets and squares after dinner have also become walking around the house with the baby, which is also a task given to me by my mother.

After eating the custom-made dinner I made, it was my baby's daily play time, which used to be taken by my parents, but now in order to make me more familiar with him, this work has been handed over to me.

The baby is almost a year old, basically has grown up, weighs about 40 pounds, if he wants to exert force, the average person can't hold him. His fluffy hair makes him look exceptionally muscular, and his wide mouth and natural "scarf" often make people mistake him for a Tibetan mastiff, and if he is led down the street, the rate of turning back is bound to be 100%. I was obviously a newcomer compared to my baby, and the first few days were entirely dependent on him to familiarize me with the unfamiliar streets. So, nominally I'm walking the dog, but basically it's him walking me...... Sometimes we disagree about the route, and the baby just holds on to the ground with four paws, and no matter how hard I try, I have to stop and touch his head and talk to him earnestly for a while, and then he will reluctantly continue to walk.

Because it is at the junction of urban and rural areas, there are naturally more free-range dogs around, and when you meet a new baby like this, you will often have three or four dogs around him barking wildly, and sometimes there will even be seven or eight. But perhaps intimidated by the majesty of the baby, they did not dare to act excessively. And the baby is surprisingly calm, he doesn't care about these "local snakes" at all, and walks forward as if nothing happened, as if he thinks that they are not qualified to be his opponent at all, and makes "marks" on the turf in front of them along the way. How could the other dogs stand this provocation, barking even more fiercely, as if in protest strongly, but helpless, the only thing they could do was to cover the "mark".

However, babies also have times when they are not calm, just like everyone has weaknesses. As long as he sees any small animal such as a cat, mouse, frog, etc., he will shoot it like a bullet. With his explosive power, if you don't pay attention to the rope, you will fall if you don't do it well.

After walking the bend and returning to the door, untie the rope, the baby will climb up four flights of stairs by himself, and on each floor he will look back to see if I have followed, as if he is afraid that I will leave him and run out to play, and finally gasp for breath in the basin at the door of the room and drink a few sips of water before waiting for me to open the door. I don't know if it's because my parents are well trained, or if the baby is spiritual. Because the four soles of the feet have been covered with mud after walking outside, before entering the door, the baby consciously raised his feet and asked me to help it scrub clean. After all four feet were washed, I entered the house happily after hearing "Okay".

When I entered the house, the baby began to rub my parents with his head, which was a greeting, and then fell to the ground on all fours with his own feet, rubbing the ground with his back, and his face was full of enjoyment. When I kept rubbing the skin on his stomach with my feet, he looked even more like he was about to go to heaven, and his body writhed on the ground unconsciously. In the end, it was so comfortable that he stood up after a "sneeze". If my dad is in a good mood, he will beckon the baby to come over and scratch him, scratch his head, and scratch the ticks on his body. Such a comfortable "horse kills chicken" naturally makes the baby want to stop, and after my dad issued the "okay" command, he still arched to my dad, as if to say: "I still want it!" I still want it! "It's really hard to refuse this kind of coquettishness, and in desperation, my dad will always help him scratch the itch again. Sometimes, when my mom is free, she will take out a brush and brush it for him, which is another kind of physical enjoyment for him. He'd lie quietly on the ground, let my mom do whatever he wanted, and end up with a long pile of fluffy stuff. After eating well, walking well, and massaging well, the baby walks to the corner contentedly and begins to sleep peacefully.

This year's family dinner for the Chinese New Year's Eve was arranged at my house again, and my mother naturally became the busiest person. By two or three o'clock in the afternoon, the smell of meat had already wafted out of the kitchen and overflowed the whole room. According to my mother's instructions, I was in charge of preparing the sacrificial table, and after tidying up the table, I put all kinds of sacrificial items on the table. In the midst of my busyness, I saw the baby sleeping peacefully in the corner, unmoved by the scents, as if he knew what we were doing, and these delicious foods did not belong to him.

According to the rules of the sacrifice, the dog belongs to the supreme yang and cannot appear in the antechamber, otherwise the "guest" will not come. So before we started, my mom led the baby under the sink on the balcony and locked it up. The baby didn't show any dissatisfaction, stayed quietly under the sink, and continued to sleep. It was only after the sacrifice was completed that he was set free again.

After all, it's the New Year, so the baby's dinner this night is also very rich, there are meat, bones and delicious broth, look at his bar chirp to eat extraordinarily fragrant, I want to taste a bite with a big belly. After the meal, it was still a routine walk, but this time there was no massage after returning home. The elders of the family set up a mahjong table in the living room, my parents have already played, the baby is very interesting, obediently lying at the door to sleep. And I sat on the sofa to watch the Spring Festival Gala, occasionally adding tea and water to the elders who were "fighting".

Just as everyone was concentrating on their own business, suddenly a snoring sounded, and everyone stopped what they were doing and began to look for the source of the sound. This heavy snoring is only for men, so all the men in the room have become suspects, but no one is sleeping. Finally, following the source of the sound, everyone's eyes focused on the baby. Suddenly, the room erupted in laughter. The baby was awakened by the sudden laughter, looked up in a daze, and found that there was nothing to do, and then continued to sleep. This was the first time I had seen my baby anthropomorphize, but what happened after that made me think that he was almost complete.

After the New Year, according to the custom, we have to take advantage of the good weather to go up the mountain to worship our ancestors, and the car can only go to the foot of the mountain. Along the way, the baby enjoyed the feeling of the spring breeze in the co-pilot, with two front paws on the glass window of the car, and then stretched his head out of the window. When he arrived at the destination, the baby has been walking in front of the team, it seems that his parents have brought him before, so he is familiar with the way, and from time to time he stops to look back at us who have been left far behind.

After the ancestor worship is over, we will have a barbecue on the edge of the abandoned old house on the top of the mountain, which is supposed to be lunch, and it is also a "spring outing" activity that we have continued for many years. My dad followed a few elders to dig winter bamboo shoots in the bamboo woodland, and my mother also saw some zongzi leaves in the small bamboo forest next to her, so she thought about picking some back to wrap the zongzi, and the baby followed. I'm usually in charge of lighting the fire, and I have a lot of experience with barbecues, so I can only stay where I am and prepare lunch for everyone.

After a while, my dad and the others finally came back, and the smiles on their faces seemed to be lucky, and there were a lot of winter bamboo shoots in the woven bag, which would be delicious if they were used to cook soup or shabu-shabu. Finally someone took over my job, so I thought about going to my mother. Just a few steps away, I found that my mother came back with a basket of dumpling leaves, and the baby was still on the side. I noticed that the baby's mouth was full of blood and thought something was wrong, and before I could ask, my mother was a little excited to share with everyone what had just happened:

Before, when my mother was picking dumpling leaves, the baby was blocked by those small bamboos. At first, my mother was in the baby's sight, so he didn't care and found a comfortable place to rest. But as my mom continued to go deeper into the bamboo forest and gradually got out of the baby's sight, he became anxious, kept making sounds, and only quieted down after getting my mom's response. My mother looked at a lot of zongzi leaves and picked them for a while, and when they came out, they found that the baby was gnawing small bamboo with their mouths, and they were stunned to gnaw a path for my mother, and their mouths were also scratched by bamboo. It turned out that he thought my mother was trapped in the bamboo forest, so he planned to use his own way to save my mother.

After listening to my mother's story, everyone present was surprised by the baby's behavior and praised the baby's loyalty. And I think, is this TM still a dog? Doesn't it mean that after the founding of the country, you can't become a refiner?