Qiao Dong touched his stomach, felt it, and said lightly: "I seem to be a little hungry, can you make me a bowl of scallion oil noodles?" ”

"Don't you have no appetite?" Jiang Zhilian said that she had already opened her legs and walked to the kitchen.

Qiao Dong said behind her: "Suddenly hungry, maybe the chef has a talent for this!" When I see you, I feel hungry. ”

Jiang Zhilian: "......"

Hungry is hungry, where are so many excuses!

Obviously, it's because the scallion oil noodles she makes are peerless and delicious, so she can't resist it!!

Meng Guohui and Qiao Ruiling went to the door in the afternoon and have not come back yet.

Jiang Zhilian went to the kitchen and made a big bowl of scallion oil noodles with ease.

Qiao Dong held the bowl and ate heartily.

The man who had no appetite for lovesickness before suddenly disappeared without a trace.

When the little hawthorn heard the sound of Qiao Dong sucking noodles, he suddenly woke up, and suddenly propped up his two front paws and sat up.

Because the range of movement was too large, it seemed that she had accidentally touched the nerve in her injured hind leg, and she snorted twice in pain.

After changing his movements, he stared at Qiao Dong desperately.

It seems that looking at it like this, she can eat that bowl of fragrant scallion oil noodles.

Jiang Zhilian walked over, carefully hugged the little hawthorn to her lap, and gently kneaded and massaged her.

The little hawthorn rolled her eyes in comfort and kept rubbing her face with her front paws.

Meng Qing was worried that when he tried the bracket for a while, the little hawthorn would not have the strength to walk, so he went to serve a bowl of millet porridge for the dog to eat.

Qiao Dong and the hawthorn were eaten almost at the same time.

After that, they carried the little hawthorn and the bracket and came to the yard.

As the sun sets, there is a pink cloud on the horizon, like an oil painting, which is very beautiful.

Jiang Zhilian's allergy symptoms have been alleviated, she no longer sneezes, and her eyes are no longer itchy.

Blown by the cool breeze of early autumn, the whole body is comfortable and extremely comfortable.

Seeing the little hawthorn appear in the yard, Meng Qing's yellow cat was not calm.

Standing in the distance and constantly "meowing meow ......".

Meng Qing stopped twice, but the yellow cat "meowed" even more, and shouted out of tune.

Sounds a bit like a roar.

Rants that belong to the category of - ridiculous.

The big cat will scoff at it.

"That cat won't pounce and scratch the hawthorn, will it? The little hawthorn is now a disabled dog, with limited mobility and not as sensitive as before. Jiang Zhilian stared at the yellow cat vigilantly and whispered to Meng Qing.

Meng Qing wasn't sure, because this cat was usually quite manic, and he didn't know when he would go crazy.

"I'm going to lock it up first." But as soon as he got closer, the yellow cat ran away.

In the past, the yellow cat trusted Meng Qing very much, but after being locked up a few times, it was no longer fooled.

Especially when the owner is with Jiang Zhilian, the probability of it being locked up has greatly increased.

Therefore, the yellow cat has always been very unfriendly to Jiang Zhilian.

Every time, they were cold and angry.

Meng Qing's action to catch the cat failed, and he spread his hands helplessly towards Jiang Zhilian, and said with a wry smile: "I can't get it anymore." ”

"Then pay attention! The last time the little hawthorn was here, the yellow cat came over and bullied my dog. Jiang Zhilian pouted and said, "I'm quite vindictive!" ”

Meng Qing smiled and nodded, "I'm here, it's not so blatant yet." ”

After Qiao Dong comforted the little hawthorn and exchanged good feelings with her, he lightly put a brace on her.

Meng Qing and Jiang Zhilian leaned over, squatted down and looked at it carefully.

Qiao Dong explained to them: "Between these four wheels and the supporting plate above, I made a simple shock-absorbing design. In this way, the puppy will not be easily injured and will not be too tired when it runs in the future. ”

"I try to use the lightest material for the pallet, so it won't be easily deformed by moisture."

"And then here, the wooden strip has several gears, which can adjust the length, width and height."

"I'll give it a try...... Now just look at the middle gear. Let the hawthorn activity take a look at it for a while, if it doesn't work, I'll change the size. ”

"It's okay to change it a few times, try to make her the most comfortable."

"I didn't find a particularly good wheel, the time is tight, such a small wheel is not easy to find, let's use this for the time being! When you turn around and come across a more suitable one, you can change it on. ”

……

Jiang Zhilian was quite surprised, she didn't expect that a small bracket would have so many meticulous calculations and exquisite designs.

"Uncle, is it ready now?" She was a little impatient to see the little hawthorn run again.

Qiao Dong finally checked it, and after making sure that there was no problem, he nodded, "It's okay!" ”

Then the three of them took a big step back and surrounded the little hawthorn in the middle.

Little Hawthorn raised his head, glanced at Qiao Dong in confusion, turned his head to look at Meng Qing again, and finally stopped his gaze on Jiang Zhilian.

Jiang Zhilian looked at her and encouraged: "Little hawthorn, take a walk and try your new toy!" ”

The little hawthorn moved his two front paws and staggered two steps towards Jiang Zhilian.

She was not used to this new way of walking, and seemed to be very struggling and stumbling.

Jiang Zhilian didn't know if the little hawthorn knew that her two hind legs were disabled, and at this time, watching the dog girl stick out her little tongue and walk towards her limping with a grin, there was an indescribable feeling of soreness in her heart.

The dog is so easily satisfied, easy to be happy, and regains his smile so quickly.

That's nice!

That's optimistic!

The little hawthorn walked crookedly, but soon came to her feet.

Jiang Zhilian leaned down and rubbed the back of the dog girl, "Well done!" You're awesome! ”

Qiao Dong stretched out his arms and commanded, "Let's take a few more steps back, let her walk a little longer, and get used to it." I'll see if there's anything else to improve......"

Jiang Zhilian stood up and ran back two steps.

This action aroused the dog's instinctive desire to chase, and the little hawthorn's forelimbs and body arched forward one by one. It's not fast, but it's enough to make her feel the joy of playing.

Meng Qing stood aside and didn't say much.

He usually only focuses on treating the animals, and rarely cares about their emotional appeals.

From a very young age, he became friends with animals.

But this is the first time that he sees a dog as his own relative.

The yellow cat in the family has been raised for many years, and he has never had such intimate feelings for it.

Maybe it's because Jiang Zhilian treats the little hawthorn as a dog girl, so he is infected with this kind of infection!

The impact of one person on another can often be subversive.

The bracket made by Qiao Dong is not perfect, but it is extremely practical.

The little hawthorn quickly adapted and walked around without any problems.

Although there is certainly no way to compare it to when it was sound, this is the best result so far.

"There's still something to deal with at the furniture factory, so I'll leave first." Qiao Dong looked at Jiang Zhilian and advised, "If there is any situation on Jiaojiao's side, you remember to notify me as soon as possible!" ”

Jiang Zhilian: "Okay, no problem!" Uncle, you eat on time! When I look back and wait for my little aunt to come back, I should feel distressed to see you lose weight like this! ”

Qiao Dong smiled, waved his hand, and walked out of the courtyard gate.

"It's my uncle's birthday in a week, can my aunt come back at that time?" Meng Qing untied the bracket of the little hawthorn, held her in his arms, and rubbed it gently.

The yellow cat jumped onto the beam of the house and stared at the master's unscrupulous pampering of a lame dog, with jealousy and anger written all over his face!

Jiang Zhilian pondered for a moment and said uncertainly: "It's hard to say this...... The brain circuits of the Mu family have no way to predict at all. ”

Meng Qing said lightly: "I see that my uncle has been fighting too hard recently, and I'm worried that his body won't be able to support it." If you have a solution, give it a try! Try to let my aunt come back as soon as possible. ”

"Okay, I'll work hard." Jiang Zhilian paused, and thought of a tricky question at the moment, "What will I do with the little hawthorn in the future?" It's inconvenient to put it upstairs with the grandmother. The old man is old, and he really can't stand the toss. I'm often away from home, and I can't take care of my dog. Here you are...... There is also a fierce cat that wants to scratch the little hawthorn to death all the time! I really don't feel comfortable letting them live under the same roof. ”