It was just a subconscious love, and I didn't think much about it.

Because I received education since childhood that I like it and cannot force it to have it, my parents’ initial expectation of me is to learn to control themselves.

So when I was a child, it was a luxury to have a puppy, although it was also the dream of many children.

But I didn't expect that I just had a simple love, but the old Taoist walked towards me with the puppy and put it in my hand.

I subconsciously hugged the puppy. What's strange is that the puppy didn't struggle either. Instead, it quietly lay in my arms, and even stuck out its tongue to lick my hand

At that time, I felt a strong feeling of being moved by life. I didn't want to let go of this puppy anymore

The beautiful boy there didn't pay attention to this place, but spoke to the old Chinese doctor: "My master agreed to sell these medicinal materials to you. If you buy us ten kilograms of cured meat, ten kilograms of soju, and two braised chickens, take these medicinal materials away."

"Ah?" In that era, these things could not be said to be cheap, but they could not be called "banished" by many families, at least in our factory and mine.

The old Chinese doctor just now can even tell the meaning of fools. He also needs these medicinal materials when he spends money, but he doesn't expect that he will change these medicinal materials in the end.

It made the surroundings amazed, and some people even wondered if the beautiful young man was not good at it, so they just paid a price for the old Taoist master. Even the old Chinese doctor couldn't help but remind him: "Young man, are you what your master means?"

"It's what he means." The boy smiled beautifully. It's hard for a child like this to feel disgusted. After saying this, he inexplicably became a bit convincing.

On the other hand, this old Taoist was just caring about delivering the dog to me, and turning a deaf ear to everything around me and having such a strange excitement. According to my mother, she should be more attentive at this moment, but at this time, how could she care about it?

She was busy rejecting the old Taoist: "Oh, my grandfather, I don't want this dog. Our child is very naughty, and I have to take care of him. I can't take care of a dog."

After hearing my mother's words, I felt the first time that I was a little bit "despair". She didn't agree to me. No matter how much I cried, it didn't work. This is a lesson learned from repeated experiences.

But the old Taoist was calm. He just looked at me and whispered to my mother: "The first time I saw this child, I felt it."

"What do you think?" My mother was still very nervous about me and was immediately attracted to her attention.

"This kid is strange. He died once when he was less than one year old and lived again. Are you wondering?" The corner of the old Taoist's mouth curled up, and there was a strange charm when he smiled, which made people involuntarily convinced. Now it seems that the young man's smile is actually exactly the same as the old Taoist.

"Ah, why are you?" My mother's voice couldn't help but lose control and became louder, attracting people around her to look at each other.

"Haha, these are all irrelevant. What's important is that the baby is fine now, right? Take this puppy, it should be your baby's. I'm afraid that in the near future, the baby will have a disaster. Let's talk about it later." The old Taoist interrupted my mother and said this to my mother. After that, he turned around and collected the things on the ground and the cloth set up the stall. He formed a bunch and handed it to the old Chinese doctor. He said something again.

Then he patted the young man on the shoulder and said, "Zhengchuan, let's go." Then he squeezed out of the crowd and disappeared in three or five steps. The old Chinese doctor also hurriedly left.

There was no fun to watch, so the people dispersed. My mother held my hand and was a little cold, and she was still stunned in the crowd. It was not until I held the puppy and pulled her hand that she realized and looked down at me.

I have never seen my mother's expression like this. She was a little panicked, her face turned pale and her eyes seemed to be a little red. She squatted down for no reason, hugged me hard, then held my hand and said, "Hanhan, let's go to your father."

Yes, at that time, my name was not Ye Zhengling, but Ye Han. Because I was quite resistant to the nickname Zhazha, our whole family called me Hanhan at the request of my father. My father said that we should respect the children.

I don't understand what happened to my mother's sudden feelings? But I was just happy. My mother didn't mention the matter of not wanting this puppy anymore. This made me hold the puppy and couldn't help laughing. I was already planning to give this puppy a name? The puppy seemed to know what I was thinking, and stuck out his tongue and licked my hand again.

So, my mother led me to my father's workshop. Because of my busy schedule, my father was still working overtime on weekends.

My father is a serious and not very funny person. When I was a child, I was a little afraid of him, so I didn’t get close to him. So my mother led me to my father’s workshop, and I squatted at the dirty door of the workshop, teasing this white puppy and not caring about my mother much.

This puppy seems to be a bit natural to me. As soon as I put it down, it fell a little. I was anxious to come back to my arms and chase it. It often makes a hurry to make a silly sound because it can't catch up with me. It is very cute.

At this time, when I saw it, I felt that my lonely childhood without brothers and sisters added a few touches of warmth that no one could give me, because it relies on itself, just like a little brother, and I felt that it suddenly approached my heart.

Even though it is such an ordinary little native dog, I feel it is important that I can't help but laugh happily when I am having fun with it.

I didn't notice at all that my mother was talking to her father who came out of the workshop. She cried as she talked. My father patted her back to comfort her and then looked at me worriedly.

Then, when I was not paying attention, my father was hugged in his arms and hugged me tightly. He rubbed me hard with his stubborn face. My father rarely expressed any emotions like this. This made me feel very uncomfortable and I felt goosebumps all over my body.

Dad picked me up and left, and I couldn't help but shout, "Little Slag, little Slag, still on the ground!"

"What a scum?" Dad was puzzled.

I didn't dare to cry and act coquettishly at my father, so I pointed to the ground with watery eyes, and looked at my little puppy with a timid voice: "It's a little scum."

I am a Zhazha, and of course my younger brother is a small Zha. I take this for granted.

At this time, my mother also walked over quickly and dad glanced at the puppy on the ground and said inexplicably: "It's called Xiaozha, okay, Ji Hong, take this Xiaozha back and raise it."

"Do you dare not raise it? I'm afraid." My mother's eyes turned red again at this time, and she picked up the scum on the ground. However, my father glared at her, and she didn't dare to continue talking.

Then, my father hugged me and quickly left the workshop. My mother hugged Xiaozha home, but my father hugged me and walked towards the vegetable market. I don’t know if it was because of his anxiety, he slowly turned into running.

The morning fog had completely dissipated at this time, and turned into a cool autumn wind. The wind hit my face with my father's running. He subconsciously pressed my face into his arms with his hands. I felt a little warm on his body. At that moment, I also realized that my father was not so afraid of me.

Soon, we arrived at the vegetable market. He took me to find the old Taoist and the boy all over the market. But after more than half an hour of delay, where could I find it?

At this time, my father took me to find the old Chinese doctor again. Coincidentally, I met the old Chinese doctor just back.

"Dr. Wang" Dad was a little panting, and finally he was willing to put me off his arms, and then asked: "Where is that old Taoist?"

"Do you drink a little water." Faced with my dad's irritability, Dr. Wang couldn't bear to see it anymore, so he handed me a glass of water to my dad.

But my father didn't have the heart to drink water, so he pushed it away, and just asked: "Dr. Wang, I have something urgent to ask him. If you don't have time to drink water, you should know, just tell me?"

"Now I don't know where he is going? But before, he sold me medicine and said he wanted to buy some things, so he gave me the medicine first, and asked me to prepare all the things his apprentice said, so he went to the intersection of Dongjiao Road to find him. Am I just coming back?" Seeing that my father was really anxious, Dr. Wang quickly said it all.

It can be seen that he was also curious. Why did my father look for the old Taoist in such a hurry? But this is not easy to inquire about.

Dongjiao Road intersection is a major transportation route here. Whether you want to enter the city or go to nearby towns and counties, you have to pass through the place wherever there is lively. There will be many cars back and forth, Dajiefang, and taxis (the bus in the 1980s, there is a generous bag on the roof). I like cars very much. At that time, I always went to Dongjiao Road intersection with Zhou Zheng and Chen Chong to see various cars.

If we saw a car like we won the prize, we would cheer in unison. Now when we think about it, it is like three little funny guys!

And we are going there now, the so-called main transportation route!
Chapter completed!