"Go, go, make people feel like it's here early in the morning!" Wang Er of the bun shop had a pockmarked face, he stared and kicked the leper dog directly, and after rubbing his flour-stained hands on his body at will, he continued to go back to make steamed buns.

The dog rolled around a few times, and finally drooped its head in the dirt, and his whole body was languishing. There are more and more pedestrians around, and each has his own way to go, so they will not look at this unfortunate leper dog more or look down on it.

Indifferent and insensitive, the world is sad.

"Here you go, you can eat." The immature child's voice sounded suddenly, and it was suddenly startled that its dog ears stood up and trembled three times. Seeing that the person in front of him was only a six or seven-year-old child, the leper dog used his dirty and blackened paws to flick the big meat bag in front of him, and his brain, which was not very bright, was stunned for a moment.

A child and a dog stared at each other for a long time, comparable to a war without gunpowder, and finally ended with a leper dog running to a remote corner with a meat bun in his mouth.

"Dog! You, you little broken kid! The woman with a big waist had just finished paying for the buns to Wang Er, who had a pockmarked face, and when she turned her head and saw such a scene, she was so angry that she had a toothache. She hurriedly ran to the dog, glared at the child who had just passed her waist, and scolded in a rough voice: "It took the old lady a few copper plates to buy the buns, and you give them to the dog?" Long and endurable? ”

Just these copper plates were bought by pinching her nose to help Li Tiehammer, who had died of his wife next door, wash his clothes. Tsk tsk, that bad old man is so bad! A pot of stinky clothes almost smoked her to death! If it weren't for the fact that this old man was quite generous on weekdays, she wouldn't have gone to death again.

The dog hurriedly hid his empty hand behind him, and after timidly curling his neck, he bit his lip and said, "A-Niang, it's hungry." ”

Hearing this, the dog slapped his ass directly. "Then the dead dog is hungry, what does it matter to you? You give it buns and you're not hungry? ”

"I'm ......hungry," Dogan rubbed his stomach very sincerely, and his eyes secretly aimed at the buns in his mother's undershirt, and swallowed unbearably.

Although he knew that his child was so dead-eyed, the dog's fucking eyebrows were still twisted. was silent for a long time, and finally she just sighed helplessly and shook her head, and then angrily stuffed the buns on her clothes into his arms, and her tone was still vicious, "Eat, eat, it's better to hold you to death!" ”

Goudan honestly took the bun, first picked the largest one and put it in his mother's hand, and then silently gnawed on the bun. He hung his head obediently, and the little red pigtails he wore shook and shook until his mother's heart was a little blocked - this kid was very stupid, and he didn't look like his father at all.

Hearing a few "booms" above his head, the dog looked up at the sky, and his heart couldn't help but move. "Dog, tell your mother, what do you want to do when you grow up?"

The dog egg was immersed in the shocking feeling of the delicious meat juice melting between his lips and teeth, and the whole person was stunned when he was asked by his mother. He swallowed the last mouthful of minced meat with all his might, then raised his head in confusion and asked in a low voice, "A-Niang, what did you just say?" ”

"Eat, eat, eat, know to eat!" The mother rolled her eyes angrily, and then doubled her volume, "Mother asked you, what do you want to do when you grow up?" ”

The dog dan let out a confused "hmm", and inadvertently caught a glimpse of Wang Er who greeted the guests, and his eyes suddenly lit up. He shook his head and looked at his mother's innocent eyes. "I want to open a steamed bun shop like Uncle Wang, and I have meat buns to eat every day."

His mother glared at the dog with a "why did I give birth to you such a stupid" look, and then the rough palm waved over his little red braid. "You're a useless person!"

"Why is there no interest in opening a bun shop? Wang Jiaojiao's favorite food is the steamed buns made by Uncle Wang......" Goudan thought so, and involuntarily glanced at the steamed bun shop again. At such a glance, he happened to see Wang Jiaojiao walking out of the back room rubbing her sleepy eyes. The dog stared intently for a while, and then found that Wang Jiaojiao was coquettishly coquettish to his father, so he turned his head with a red face.

Although Wang Er has a pockmarked face, his baby queen Jiaojiao is very good-looking.

As for how good it is? Goudan thought about it and felt that she was like the most delicate flower in spring, the coldest saliva in summer, the most golden bunch of rice in autumn, and the lightest snow in winter. It's good to see that children from all over the country want to be friends with Wang Jiaojiao, and he himself is no exception. Of course, this dog only dares to think secretly in his heart. His mother has always been at odds with Uncle Wang, if he dares to make such a stubble in front of his mother, his little thin legs like rice stalks will definitely be broken.

The dog pointed to the white, black, yellow, and all the colored streamers and shadows that swept through the air, and the eyes of the bulging dead fish were full of envy, "Look at these Dao Immortals flying in the sky, you can have as much spirit as you want!" In the future, you will ask the fairy to ask and give your mother a good breath. ”

Earning a breath? What does this mean?

The dog tilted his head and thought for a while, and finally nodded in understanding. He puffed out his cheeks, took several deep breaths, and then said to his mother vaguely but proudly, "Ah Niang, I have earned at least five breaths now!" ”

"......" The dog was speechless.

"Ahaha, damn it, your dog eggs are not this piece of material for cultivating immortals!" Wang Er familiarly took the buns to the guests, and at the same time pointed out this fact mercilessly. Wang Jiaojiao pouted and stood behind him, looking slightly unhappy.

"Will you die if you say more eggs?" The mother wanted to slap Wang Er in the face, but this person is a big and three rough man, so it's better to bear with it. "Also, you said that my dog's eggs are not this material, could it be that you are?"

"Don't don't, I didn't say I was." Wang Er squinted his narrow eyes, and immediately washed his hands after greeting the last wave of guests, and turned around to rub his baby girl's head and coax softly. Wang Jiaojiao was originally amused by the dog who secretly made a face for herself, but when she saw Wang Er turn around, she immediately straightened her little face again, maintaining a look of "I'm just very angry".

"If you want me to say, dog, you're going to let the dog ......"

Don't even talk about eggs!

The dog Dan directly snorted coldly, and pulled the dog Dan who was squeezing his eyebrows at Wang Jiaojiao and walked away quickly.

On the way home, the dog's head was about to be buried in the ground, and his mother kept silent. Seeing that he was about to get home, the dog's heart that had been hanging was about to land, and suddenly, he felt that his mother seemed to stop.

"Eggs......"

When the dog heard his mother call himself so affectionately, the whole person immediately became excited. He rubbed his nose nervously, and then answered with a trembling voice, "A-Niang." ”。

The dog's mother tried her best to look up at the sky at an elegant angle, trying to make herself look sad and desolate in the eyes of her stupid son. "Looks like it's time to tell your father's story."