After dinner, Ding Ling reluctantly went into the house with Xiaoyu to write, Aunt Chen packed up the dishes and chopsticks and went into the kitchen, and then stretched out her head and said, "The medicine is also in the dining room!" Cushion newspapers, don't drip everywhere. ”

"Don't worry, daughter-in-law, it's all right."

Uncle Ding agreed, and went to get a few newspapers and put them on the ground. Then one by one, the wild dogs were given a potion called 1,81 bottles, and a band-aid of 3881 was applied.

But I didn't use much of these two things, and the only ones that needed a band-aid were the two vicious dogs whose noses I scratched. In addition, the bruises on the body of vicious dogs are not suitable with red potion, right?

So Uncle Ding took out another bottle of Dongdong without a label from the medicine box, "Know what this is?" ”

I shook my head.

"This is my Ding family's ancestral healing elixir, specializing in the treatment of bruises, the formula has been lost, and there is only such a bottle left. Hey, it's not easy to price. I remember the last bottle, which was my grandfather's father, used to pay tribute to the palace, and the emperor used it and said that it was good, and he also rewarded him with a hundred taels of gold. Ay? Do you know what the price of gold is now? ”

……

I didn't bother to pay attention to him, and walked up to the two bars to ask about the injury, but it still said that my back hurt and I couldn't use my strength.

It's been a long time, so it can't be a bone or something, right?

I meowed and signaled to Uncle Ding.

Uncle Ding came over and took a look, "I'm not a veterinarian, I'll send it to the pet hospital tomorrow for examination, you know the cost, hey!" ”

Whoa, sister......

I was full of black lines, and told the two bars not to rush, sleep peacefully, and go to the hospital tomorrow to definitely be cured.

After the medicine was bandaged, Uncle Ding took me to the sofa, held the mobile phone and pressed it randomly, and then said, "A total of eight thousand six hundred and forty-eight, give you a whole number, eight thousand six ...... Hey? ”

He froze and turned his gaze to the TV.

I was also attracted by him to look up, and I saw that the TV that had just finished the weather forecast was broadcasting the news of the city.

The anchor stood in front of the big digital TV, drew and expanded a picture, and said: "This afternoon, there was a vicious dog injury incident somewhere in the city, two victims, one died on the spot, and the other is still in first aid. Let's connect with the reporters in front of us to see what's going on. ”

"Sun Liang? Sun Liang: Hello Sun Liang? Can Sun Liang hear it? ”

"Yes, yes." The scene in the picture was changed to the door of the courtyard, and a reporter named Sun Liang held a microphone in one hand and pressed the headset in the other and said: "Hello anchor, hello audience friends in front of the TV, I am Sun Liang, the reporter in front." ”

"I'm in the first place where the wounding happened. As you can see, there is a cordon outside the door, and outsiders are not allowed to enter. However, after understanding, there may be another hidden story in this vicious dog injury incident. ”

Anchor: "What kind of secret is that?" ”

Sun Liang: "According to what Grandpa Dong said next to me, the first scene behind me was actually a private workshop without legal procedures, specializing in the slaughtering of livestock, and the object of their slaughter was not pigs or cattle, but vicious dogs that hurt people. ”

As he spoke, the picture shifted horizontally, and an old man wearing a military coat and a peaked cap appeared in the camera.

The old man was a little embarrassed in front of the camera, rubbed his hands and said, "I'm just going to say this?" ”

"Yes, Grandpa Dong, just say it directly." Sun Liang brought the microphone closer, "Just tell me what you saw today." ”

"Uh-oh." Grandpa Dong said: "Evil, today I just finished eating noon and was about to take a nap, when I heard a loud dog barking, so noisy that I couldn't sleep." I also said that I usually slaughter at night, and today I can't stop during the day. It didn't take long for me to hear someone shouting for help. I hurriedly ran out to see, but he didn't call for help. ”

"Didn't shout again?"

"It's sun, I thought it was a prank. I remembered that I had gotten up, and I was going back to sleep with a cigarette. After knowing that a cigarette was finished, I saw a lot of dogs, swarming out of here, and running away until there was no shadow. I only now knew what was going on, and when I ran over to take a look, it almost scared me to death. Bloody, the face that didn't die was gnawed until it was gone. ”

"Oh, and then you called the police, didn't you?"

"No, I was almost scared to death, and I knew to call the police." Grandpa Dong was quite sincere, "There was a driver in the back, and when he saw me sitting at the door, he thought I had something to come to see, so he called the police." ”

"Oh yes, so how did you know this was a private workshop?"

"Don't you know that one in this area? They caught dogs during the day, slaughtered them at night, and sold them as mutton to the city. Grandpa Dong said and spat out, "The prosperous wealth I raised was also killed by them, and they paid me a hundred yuan when they came to the door, and I ......."

In the end, the picture changed back to the anchor's side, and the anchor summarized a few points.

First, it is forbidden to sell dog meat on the head of a sheep. The general public must keep their eyes open when eating mutton in winter.

Second, the supervision of the relevant departments is insufficient.

Thirdly, the third is no longer important.

Because Uncle Ding broke my head and made me look at him, "It can't have anything to do with you, right?" ”

No. Of course I won't admit it, just tilting my head to look at it with a cute expression.

"Don't admit it?"

I don't even admit it to death! I straightened my back, slapped his hand away with one paw, pointed at the TV and meowed, "Didn't you hear that it was a vicious dog hurting people?" Ben Meow is a cat, it's a cat! ”

"Just kidding." Uncle Ding looked at the faint white mark on the back of his hand, "Do you need to be so serious?" ”

I breathed a sigh of relief, but only a little. Quietly jumped off the sofa, walked to the dining room and grabbed one ear is a fat beating, "one dead and one injured...... One dead and one wounded! You haven't bitten Brother Crooked to death for so long, fuck your sister! ”

One ear was holding his head, and he didn't understand why I was angry. The vicious dogs were also inexplicable, and asked me twice what was going on.

I explained the matter and explained it in one ear: "I bit it very hard, that grandson's life is so hard?" ”

The vicious dogs didn't think there was anything wrong with it, and persuaded them: "Forget it, one ear is not intentional." I didn't die this time, and the next time we meet, we'll take a bite and keep it to death. ”

I've been depressed for a day, and next time?

It's just that Brother Crooked didn't come to the rescue, once he is rescued, will he not expose today's incident? Ben Meow looks so personal, once it is exposed, where will it come next time?

I glared at one ear, walked back to the second bedroom, and went under the bed to press fruit six.

Search to see what kind of news there is on the Internet about this vicious dog injury incident.

Open the city's post bar, the same city and other related webpages. There are different opinions on today's events, and there are many camps.

The first camp is to say that Brother Crooked and others have suffered the consequences of their own evil and deserve to be unlucky.

The second camp says that vicious dogs are fierce and should be corrected on the spot.

These two camps are the most noisy, and no matter which side speaks, it will instantly gain its own support and the argument of the opposing side

Of course, there is also the third camp, which focuses on vital interests.

For example, this netizen said that when he went to a street barbecue last night, he suddenly saw a wild dog bowing his head and sobbing, and when he asked, he replied that it was his mother who was roasted......

Damn, joker.

That's not all, and then the netizens on the second floor interjected, saying that at this time, a mouse came out of the sewer and scolded the wild dog: "You cry Mao, that's my mother!" ”

…… What about the festival, everyone? It's not these that I want to see, I want to see the follow-up progress of Brother Crooked, I want to know whether he is dead or alive, this is related to the life and death of Ben Meow!

(The editor let it be put on the shelves next Monday, everyone who has money will hold a money field, and those who don't have money will charge money to hold a money field~~呲tooth~呲tooth~)