No. 47, Funeral
Harpy whispered a nursery rhyme to his ears, hoping to relieve his depression, "The little white rabbit, white and white, with two ears up, and eating radishes and vegetables, is so cute." ”
"A pug, squatting at the gate, with dark eyes, wanting to eat meat bones, eating meat bones, nodding at me."
"Huh? This nursery rhyme is not good, let's change it. Harpy had just finished humming this nursery rhyme when he realized that something was wrong, wasn't that talking about himself?
The ears suddenly came to their senses, and they hugged Harpy's front legs and said coquettishly: "I want to listen to this!" ”
"Don't!" Harpy refused.
"That's what I'm going to listen to!" The ears lay down and began to splash.
"Okay!"
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In the afternoon of the same day, Lao Wang, the owner of the cloth shop, came back, he seemed to be in a little bad spirits, hunched over, and walked a little tremblingly.
All the stray cats and dogs acted in unison, even Ear and Happi were not absent.
They came to the door of the store and sat there neatly looking at Lao Wang, who also found everyone at the first time.
"You ...... Thank you. Lao Wang's voice was a little hoarse, and a smile appeared on his tired face, thinking that he had heard about the stray cats and dogs saving him.
"Tomorrow I plan to hold a funeral for Dongfang, I want to invite you, I don't know if you will come." Lao Wang's eyes swept over all the cats and dogs, and said calmly.
Everyone looked at each other and didn't make it clear.
But everyone knew in their hearts that they would definitely be there.
Early the next morning, the winter snow fell again, rustling on the eaves.
Lao Wang, the owner of the cloth shop, walked in front with a big box, and a group of stray cats and dogs followed Wang down the street after he had finished feeding breakfast.
Many pedestrians were very amused when they saw this scene, and they took out their mobile phones to take pictures.
When Lao Wang walked to the garden of an old community, he stopped.
A pit had been dug here, enough to fit the box in Lao Wang's arms.
Lao Wang put the box into this pit, and all the stray animals fenced it off.
Standing quietly on the edge of the pit, Lao Wang did not open the box, but everyone knew what was in the box.
"Dongfang, you have been with me for eighteen years, and I have been with you for eighteen years, although I have long known that there will be such a day, but I am still sad."
Lao Wang sat on the edge of the pit, holding the favorite snack of the East in his hand, crushed it and spilled it on the box.
"I know you've been worried about my body, don't worry, I'm fine, I'll live well, and I will miss you every day."
The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and the box was already covered with a layer at this point.
"You like snowy days, especially in the snow, and for this reason I was always worried that you would catch a cold, so I restrained you from going, and you must have hated me at that time, right?"
Lao Wang wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and a smile appeared on his face.
"It's snowing again today, you should be happy, right?"
"It's good if you're happy...... It's good to be happy......"
Eighteen years, for humans, there are many eighteen years, but for cats and dogs, eighteen years is their life.
In Dongfang's life, it is lucky to have Lao Wang, and Lao Wang has been accompanied by Dongfang for 18 years, which is also his luck.
Even though the East has gone, it still lives in Lao Wang's heart.
At this moment, my ears felt as if a big stone was pressing down on my heart, and I couldn't breathe heavily.