Zhang Zi'an accelerated his pace and kept up with Fu Tao in front of him.

When they returned to the police dog nursing home, the students had already returned to the house, and there was a lot of laughter and joy in the house. Obviously, they were not just volunteering here, but also a party in a sense.

Fu Tao pushed the wheelbarrow to the corner of the yard, turned around and greeted Zhang Zi'an, "Come in and eat dumplings and warm your body."

Zhang Zi'an opened the car door and saw Lao Cha calmly closing his eyes in the car, so he asked the elves to get in the car first, at least there was no cold wind in the car.

Locking the car door, he followed Fu Tao into the house.

"Master Fu, why have you been there for so long?"

"Hurry, help Master Fu serve dumplings! Master Fu, should you wash your hands first?"

"Ah, Manager Zhang, where is the cat? Why didn't you bring the cat in?"

The students asked in a verbal manner, all in high spirits, only Ning Lan and the boy wearing glasses stared at Zhang Zi'an and Fu Tao with complicated eyes, wanting to find out if they had buried the dog, but they didn't know what opportunity to speak.

Some people also paid attention to the mud on their feet, leaving four lines of shoe prints wherever they passed, and even the corners of their pants were covered with mud. They exclaimed: "Oh, where are you going? Why are your shoes so dirty?"

"Cough!" Zhang Zi'an coughed dryly, "A car was stuck in a mud pit on the road and turned off the engine. Master Fu and I helped others to be brave and risked our lives to help people push the cart. As a result, the car ignited again. It rushed forward and the two of us stepped into the mud pit..."

In the New Year atmosphere, it should be harmless to tell a lie.

The students were speechless when they heard this. Isn’t it just pushing a cart? Is it necessary to speak so righteously?

However, this gave up their idea of ​​further investigation.

Someone was quick to use and served two large bowls of dumplings with soup and water, and handed them to Fu Tao and Zhang Zi'an respectively. The others were either full or were eating.

Along the way, Fu Tao had already adjusted his mood. He glanced at the dumplings in the bowl and sighed helplessly: "Is this dumplings or wontons... the filling is leaking..."

Few students had made dumplings by themselves, and they often joked and played during the process of making dumplings and cooking dumplings. The dumplings they made were in shape and dissipated after being boiled after water, and the filling was all flowing out. It was indeed like what Fu Tao said, and more like wontons.

The others were dissatisfied and Zhang Luo said, "Change a bowl for the master to serve some complete dumplings."

"Forget it, no need, just eat wontons as good as eating." Fu Tao waved his hand, found a place to sit down, and ate while watching TV.

There is only a small TV in the room, and there is no cable. You can only watch TV programs through a satellite receiver similar to a small pot. No matter which station you are transferred to, it is full of joy. Except for some channels, CCTV's Spring Festival Gala will be broadcast unconsciously at 8 o'clock in the evening.

The police dog nursing home never considered the issue of receiving guests. There were so many students coming at once, and there were not enough chairs, and any place where people could sit was full. Someone felt sorry for Zhang Zi'an standing and eating dumplings, so he brought him a chair to ask him to sit down, but Zhang Zi'an refused and said that he would leave after eating the dumplings.

The students are leaving in a while. This is the countryside, so it is not safe for girls to walk at night and not leave too late. The boys discussed sending the local girls home first, and then secretly bringing the electric hot pot to the boys' dormitory to open a New Year party. The topic quickly turned to the eternal topic of how to fight wits and courage with the dormitory aunt. During this period, the heroic deeds of the predecessors were cited. It is said that the electric hot pot confiscated by the dormitory aunts was enough to open a supermarket...

The taste of the dumplings is really not quite satisfactory. It is not as delicious as the quick-frozen dumplings Zhang Zi'an bought. The skin is thick and the filling is either salty or light. However, in a cheerful atmosphere, everyone ate a lot, and the remaining dumplings are enough for Fu Tao to eat them hot tomorrow.

After Zhang Zi'an finished the dumplings, he drank a few more sips of soup and wanted to wash the dishes, but Ning Lan took the bowl over and the boys were responsible for cooking and the girls were responsible for washing the dishes.

Before the sky was completely dark, he offered to say goodbye. The task assigned to him by Feng Xuan was completed. He witnessed with his own eyes that the eliminated German shepherds were living well and there was no need to continue to stay.

Fu Tao put down the bowls and chopsticks, but did not try to keep them, but stood up and planned to go out with Zhang Zi'an and take the police dogs to urinate and defecate outside. Several boys volunteered to help.

When he opened the large iron door, an envelope sandwiched in the crack fell to the ground. This envelope had not been sent to Zhang Zi'an and Fu Tao when they came back. It should have been stuffed on the door by the postman. There should be very few people who are still writing letters these days. Fu Tao was surprised to see this letter, and immediately tore open the envelope to check the content.

He pulled a postcard from the envelope.

"Is it an advertisement?"

Fu Tao muttered in confusion and opened the postcard. Zhang Zi'an used his mobile phone to light it up and saw several lines of beautiful handwritten fonts.

Mr. Fu:

Hello! Last time I picked Luo Luo from you, I forgot to ask you for contact information, so I can only wish you a happy new year in this backward way. I hope that when you received this postcard, the New Year has not passed too long.

Luo Luo lived well in my family and gained weight. I will report it to you here. My husband and my daughter liked it very much. My mother was a little wary of it at the beginning, but now she is also very good at it and often secretly feed it on us.

We take it to pet hospitals for physical examinations regularly. It is in good health and I think it cannot be separated from the careful care when you are there. It has become an indispensable member of our family, and I hope it will accompany us for a longer time.

I attached a few recent photos of it with my husband’s WeChat account with the letter. I can communicate in a more direct way next time.

Happy New Year!

Xiao Yuhong is on the 20th night of the twelfth lunar month.

In addition to Xiao Yuhong's signature, the signature also has a red claw mark, which was probably pressed after Luo Luo's right front paw was dipped in the ink paste.

Fu Tao silently read the words on the postcard twice, then knocked the envelope again, and several photos fell out of it.

The first photo is Luo Luo himself. It seems to be lying on the lawn of the park, basking in the sun, sticking out his tongue to the camera, with a comfortable expression and a quiet and peaceful look. The remaining few photos are photos of it with Xiao Yuhong's family. Some are taken at home, and some are in the park. It is hugged by Xiao Yuhong, or led by Xiao Yuhong's husband, or riding by Xiao Yuhong's daughter. No matter any photo, it looks very happy.

"Is Luoluo really 9 years old? I always feel like a three or four-year-old dog." Zhang Zian said.

"yes."

Fu Tao put the postcard back into the envelope, put it in his pocket, and a smile appeared rarely on the corner of his mouth.
Chapter completed!