The owner of the jewelry shop didn't understand what was wrong.

But Jiang Zhimian vaguely guessed the intention of milk-milk.

On the way to buy chicken legs, he said helplessly, "Milk, I've said it many times, Chi Mohan doesn't like me, you don't have to worry about it at all, besides, the gadget I made was not given to him." ”

Okay, although Chi Mohan also wants one.

But it's just what he wants, not on his own initiative.

When Mrs. Jiang heard this, she paused, "That's ...... Who are you giving it to? ”

"For customers who buy something, the aloe vera mask is almost ready, as a prize for the lottery of new products." Jiang Zhimian explained.

Although I don't know what a lottery is.

Can...... Mianmian said, the gadgets were not given to Chi Mohan.

This reassured Mrs. Jiang.

It's just that he still held it up, "I didn't say anything, I just suddenly wanted to buy you jewelry, we are working so hard, can't we buy something to treat?" ”

"Yes, you can." Jiang Zhimian nodded.

Old Mrs. Jiang raised her head, "Let's go, my grandmother will buy you a big roast chicken to eat." ”

"Aren't you eating chicken legs?"

"The chicken thighs are too small, and the roast chicken is enough!" Mrs. Jiang was in a good mood, "Why don't you buy two, I'll try them too, and suddenly my appetite is great." ”

Jiang Zhimian: ......

If you don't support the wall, you will serve the milk-you!

The two quickly bought two roast chickens, wrapped in fresh lotus leaves, but couldn't hide the rich aroma, so greedy that the dog on the street followed.

Jiang Zhimian turned his head and saw it, so he couldn't help teasing.

The little milk dog is snow-white, except for the tip of the nose with a black lump, at first glance I thought it was something black and not cleaned.

There's a feeling of being ugly.

"Mianmian, do you like this puppy?" Old Lady Jiang asked.

Jiang Zhimian nodded.

After thinking about it, he opened the roast chicken wrapped in lotus leaves, tore open a piece of meat, squatted down, and shook it towards the little milk dog.

The little milk dog didn't recognize life, and when he smelled the fragrance, he ran over and ate happily.

After eating, he turned around three times, sat on the ground with his front feet off the ground, and looked at Jiang Zhimian expectantly.

"This dog can actually learn to sit on people, it's really a god." Old Mrs. Jiang was surprised.

In the past, when she was in Jiangjia Village, everyone basically had dogs, but after seeing so many dogs, it was the first time she had seen such a smart puppy.

It's like becoming a jing.

"Milk, why don't we take it back? Just look at the home nursing home. Jiang Zhimian proposed.

The last time there was the incident of He Zhishu, she proposed to get a dog.

At that time, Zhu Ruyi said that he wanted to go back to his parents' house to catch a pure black one, but when he returned to his parents' house, he learned that the puppies had been given away, and then the Jiang family planned to move or something, so the matter was over.

Now that my family has moved, there is nothing to do.

Just enough to take care of the dog.

Mrs. Jiang readily agreed, "Okay, let's take it back and raise it, it's quite pitiful to wander around this street, and it's easy to be crushed by the carriage if you're not careful." ”

Jiang Zhimian laughed happily, grabbed Mrs. Jiang's arm, and blinked coquettishly, "Milk, you are the best milk-milk in the world!" ”

Hearing this praise, Mrs. Jiang felt as if she had eaten honey.

I can't wait to go out every day to pick up a dog and go back.

In this way, you can be praised by the baby every day!!

Jiang Zhimian handed the roast chicken to Mrs. Jiang, and picked up the little milk dog, and then walked happily towards the leisurely residence.