Chapter 413: Money Can Make Ghosts Grind (3)
"Don't mention me, just because I didn't participate in this operation, thank you. 35xsā
"No, it's me who thank you."
"You're welcome, I'm not helping you for nothing, I also want what I should want." Pointing at Wren, Gu Xia said.
"Thank you well, anyway...... In order to invite you out, it is worth it for me to be scolded by Lao Lu. ā
Gu Xia smiled, didn't speak, and got out of the car with Ren in his arms.
Cheng Xiao looked at the back of Gu Xia leaving, and shouted without giving up, "Officer Gu, do you have time to engage in hand-to-hand combat?" ā
Gu Xia stopped, turned his head to look at him, and only said one word.
This sentence made Cheng Xiao hold his breath and be angry, and he had to take it.
She said: I'm sorry, I don't fight with people who are not as strong as me.
Throughout the provincial police brigade,.
Even Lu You was so good, he didn't dare to say that he could easily beat him.
But Gu Xia dared, the most annoying thing was that Cheng Xiao knew that she could do it, so she held her breath.
When he got into the car, Cheng Xiao still muttered, "That's it, the current post-90s generation is all masters, and they can't afford to be provoked, this Gu Xia is very social." ā
When Gu Xia carried Ren into the door, Lao Gu was watching the evening news.
He turned his head when he heard the door open.
Gu Xia smiled slightly, "Dad, look at it, who did I bring back?" ā
After Lao Gu saw it clearly, the whole person stood up with a swish.
A pair of eyes were incredulous, looking at Gu Xia, and then at the military dog.
"Konatsu...... This is...... Rennes? ā.
Gu Xia nodded......
Lao Gu's hands trembled excitedly, he approached slowly, afraid that he couldn't see clearly, so he turned on the switch in the living room and turned on the light.
Then he stretched out his hand and put it on the dog's head.
When the military dog saw Lao Gu, he seemed to recognize it at a glance.
After the surgery, he was not so flexible and could not jump up and down beside him as before.
He only stuck out his tongue and licked the back of Lao Gu's hand quietly.
"Xiao Xia, why did you bring Ren back?" Lao Gu's voice was hoarse, and he felt like he was in a dream.
He has brought many military dogs in his life, but Wren, when he was a few months old, Lao Gu took care of it personally.
Feed it, take him to get an injection, and train it little by little.
When Lao Gu retired, the most reluctant person was Rennes, but there was no way.
Wren is a military dog, he works for the country, not a private pet, so there is no way to take it away.
This has always been a regret for Lao Gu.
Later, after he retired, Gu Xia was afraid that he would be bored, and proposed to buy him another German Shepherd.
But they were all rejected by Lao Gu, in his heart, Wren is unique and irreplaceable, even if it is just a dog.
"Dad, Wren will live in our house from now on."
"It's really fake, don't coax me." Lao Gu was a little incredulous.
Gu Xia put Ren in Lao Gu's arms and sat down on the sofa tiredly.
"Really, a good news and a bad laugh, the good news is that Rennes will live in our house in the future, it will belong to you, and the bad news is ...... Wren was shot in a recent mission, had major surgery, and had some difficulty walking, so you may have to take good care of it, and you will be tired. ā
"I'm not afraid of being tired, I'm not afraid of being tired...... Rennes, I'll take care of it. ā
As soon as he heard this, Lao Gu hurriedly explained, afraid that if he said that he couldn't take care of it, his daughter would take the dog away.
Then Lao Gu hugged Ren tightly and didn't let go, and went to the refrigerator to get a ham out of the refrigerator.
It's like talking to people, constantly talking to Wren and communicating.
Seeing this scene, Gu Xia suddenly felt that everything was worth it.
Lao Gu hugged the military dog for a long time, and forgot to take care of his daughter.
Gu Xia walked to the mirror in the bathroom, she tilted her head and looked at her neck......
He reached out again and touched it......
It was white and smooth, as if nothing had happened.