In the yard,

Father Jiang sat on the side with some frustration and washed the vegetables, the tofu that he spent a lot of time making this morning did not sell too much, but smashed it in his hands, and he couldn't sell it, and the first transaction of this business was so difficult.

Father Jiang sighed several times in a row, and just when he was about to sigh, he saw Zhao walking in with a panicked face.

"Dad, come over and see, why is this puppy foaming at the mouth?" Zhao hurriedly walked in with a very spiritless little greyhound.

"Sanniang, do we have to lose some money on selling tofu today?" Father Jiang is still immersed in this sad mood.

"What's it to lose money? Hurry up and see, why is this puppy getting less and less energetic? Zhao yelled at Jiang's father.

Father Jiang saw that the expression on Zhao's face was anxious and scary, and he hurried over.

At a glance, the little greyhound in Zhao's arms was already dying, and he had been foaming at the mouth, and he looked like he couldn't live at a glance.

"Sanniang, this dog...... It should be time. Father Jiang replied, and tried to pick up the little greyhound.

As soon as Father Jiang stretched out his hand, Zhao suddenly became anxious with him, and she raised her foot and was about to kick towards Father Jiang: "Get out of the old lady, it's time for a fart." ”

So saying, he carried the dog into the house, hurriedly took all the money left in the drawer, and then ran outside.

Father Jiang ran behind, shouting as he ran: "Sanniang, where are you going, we don't have a veterinarian here." ”

Bai Yan looked at the figure of the two people running out, and lowered her head a little sadly: "Why don't I have any spells at all, that puppy seems to have taken rat medicine, so ...... I can't live. ”

"Life and death are fate, it's not something we can control." Compared with Bai Yan's sadness, Jiang Chengyan didn't have any expression on his face, just stood there calmly, as if he was an outsider.

"However, a good person like my mother should be able to save it, right?" Bai Yan plunged her head into Jiang Chengyan's arms, and said in a muffled voice.

Jiang Chengyan didn't answer her, but he still noticed that this rabbit seemed to have extra trust in the Zhao family.

Even more trust than yourself.

He lowered his eyes and completely concealed this doubt.

………………

Father Jiang really didn't lie to Zhao, Zhao walked around the village with the little greyhound who was dying of freezing, but he didn't find a cure, and even the barefoot doctor had no choice.

Everyone she met was shaking their heads at her.

After about half an hour, Bai Yan, who was guarding the house, saw Zhao's eyes red and running back with the little greyhound in her arms.

"Girl, bring me some of your goat milk powder."

"Jiang Chengyan, you take out that little blanket at home for me."

Zhao completely forgot his dislike for his son at this time, and almost instructed everyone who could be instructed, Bai Yan hurriedly went to flush goat milk powder, and then ran to Zhao's side.

The little greyhound is now unconscious, and even his ears are drooping.

Zhao forcibly fed it goat milk powder, and then fed it a bunch of herbs, in short, all the methods that could be used were used.

After being busy like this for a while, Father Jiang saw Zhao hug the little greyhound with her favorite soft little blanket, and then said to a few people: "You guys go and get busy first, I'll guard it." ”

Zhao's guard is a night......