Xiao Suda was very moved in his heart, put down the apple he was peeling for the village chief, got up and bowed deeply to him, "Village chief, I don't know what to say, thank you in a word!" ”

Panicked, the village chief hurriedly got up and stretched out his hand to pull Xiao Suda, "Don't don't, Teacher Xiao, I'm afraid of losing my life if you make such a big gift!" It's all trivial, not worth mentioning. Don't be so polite in the future, or I'll be angry! ”

Xiao Suda nodded with a smile, then picked up the apple he had peeled and handed it over, "Village Chief, you eat apples!" ”

"Hey!" The village chief happily took it.

The two chatted for most of the day, and Xiao Suda originally wanted to send the village chief, but he insisted on riding the broken bicycle when he came, and he could only follow him.

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Time flies, and before you know it, a week has passed. Shi Xin has recovered and been discharged from the hospital and returned to the Zen Monastery, and the construction company Xiao Suda found has already negotiated the price and signed a contract to start construction of Xinyu, so today he came to the children's village again, of course, his friend Wang Yabo also came with him.

Children's Village

The village chief's Chinese pastoral dog Er Huang Sheng's litter of small milk dogs just a few days after the full moon, because the village chief can no longer raise so many village chiefs, so early in the morning went to the pet trading market, that is, the opening of the local famous "dog market", planning to sell them to find a good family.

Xiao Suda saw that the village chief was pushing his bicycle and there was a small wooden box on the back seat, and asked with some doubts: "What are you?" ”

The village chief smiled kindly and replied: "My family has five small ones, and the family doesn't have so much energy, so I wonder if I can find a new home for them, but there is still one left that has not been sold." ”

Xiao Sudaken glanced at the little milk dog in the wooden box, and it looked quite good, so he turned around and said to Wang Yabo, who was playing games with his mobile phone, and said: "Lao Wang, don't you always say that you want to raise a dog, there is a ready-made one to hold back." ”

Wang Yabo replied with some disgust, "Earth dog, forget it!" ”

Xiao Suda disagreed and corrected: "What's wrong with the earth dog, it's all raised like a dog anyway, if you really don't want it, then I want it." Saying that, he reached out to hug the dog, and he said to himself while touching the light yellow fur of the little milk dog: "We have an orange cat named Tianbao, because it likes sweets like me, but I like to eat potato chips very much, and you really look a little like the color of potato chips, or call you potato chips in the future, okay?" However, Xiao Suda suddenly remembered that there was no price yet, and immediately asked the village chief: "You can always make a price, I can't take everything for nothing." ”

The village chief was originally not going to accept Xiao Suda's money, but with his understanding of Xiao Suda, it was definitely not possible not to accept it, so he had to say with a smile: "It's sold for ten yuan a piece, if you want it, give five yuan!" ”

Wang Yabo, who stood aside and watched for a long time, didn't say a word, took out his wallet, took out a thousand yuan from it, hugged the little milk dog from Xiao Suda's hand at a very fast speed, and stuffed the money into the jacket pocket of the old village chief, and said seriously while petting the dog: "How cheesy the name of potato chips is, let's not call it that, I will give you a nice name, you will be called Qianqian in the future!" ”

I don't know if it's too coincidental.,The little milk dog is very cooperative.,Chirp.。。

And Xiao Suda looked at Wang Yabo with a blank face, and the old village chief who had not yet reacted.