The ghost hooked

The man called Grandpa by Xiao Bao sat on one side, looking at Wei Wei a little anxiously, he reached out and took an egg, and said, "My lord loves eggs most, I'll peel an egg for you," and looked at the middle-aged man again. The man said: "You first take care of yourself and eat a few bites."

The middle-aged man didn't care much, and said: "It's fun to eat at the same table with adults, it's not a problem to eat a few bites, you can eat too!"

Granny Wang picked up a chopstick vegetable and put it in Xiaobao's bowl, saying: "I grow this vegetable, it's very fresh, you should eat more."

Looking again at the bulging lump on Xiaobao's chest, Grandma Wang said: "Why don't you take out the fruit in the skirt, it's too troublesome to put it inside."

Xiao Bao looked down, then raised his eyes to sneak a glance at the little white dog opposite, as if he was afraid that it would notice.How could the little white dog not know what was going on here, if it wasn't for the fact that it was chewing vegetables at this time, it would have scolded Xiaobao, it didn't want to grab his fruit at all!

Seeing that the little white dog didn't seem to notice, Xiaobao put a finger in front of his mouth and let out a "shh", signaling to Granny Wang not to say anything, and continued to eat.

Xiaobao has his own habit of eating these years. No matter whether he likes to eat or not, as long as he eats, he has to stuff it into his mouth until he is full. He will not eat any food after he is full. up.

When a meal is coming to an end, it can be regarded as a feast for the guests and hosts. It is a farm meal, and if you are full, you are finished.

When the man put the little white dog on the ground and stood up, Granny Wang saw the dust on his clothes and asked, "Sir, how many pairs of shoes can I make for you? To save you from stepping on dust all over again."

Thinking of Xiaobao's shoes with a thick sole and the other with a thin sole, the little white dog quickly shook his head, showing respect for the shoes made by Grandma Wang.Pick up Xiaobao's clothes and pull them out. He is a clean dog. He would rather wash his paws every day than wear shoes!

It was already dark outside, but there was a bright moon hanging in the sky, illuminating the surroundings very brightly, and several houses were lit with lights, and the light leaked out from the open windows, giving people a sense of tranquility and peace.

On the way home, the little white dog was holding Xiao Bao's clothes in its mouth all the way, moving its four short legs upside down, but it was able to keep up with his footsteps.

Back home, it was pitch black, Xiaobao found a fire pocket, lit the candles on the table, put on the lampshade, and there was a dim warm light in the house.

The little white dog was in the courtyard, pushing an empty wooden basin to the side of the water tank with his head, then went around to the side of the small water tank, stood up, put his hind legs on the ground, put his front legs on the edge of the water tank, and picked up the water tank. Half a gourd ladle and half a ladle of water were poured into the wooden basin, and there was a lot of water in the wooden basin after going back and forth several times.

It neither bit the scoop nor splashed the water out of such a difficult movement, obviously it has been rehearsed thousands of times.

Seeing that the water was almost ready, he spat out the ladle into the tank, and the little white dog tried to put his left front paw into the basin, and felt that the water depth was just right, so he put his right front paw in as well, and his hind paw stood motionless outside the basin. The front paws stepped back and forth in the basin, presumably washing the paws.

When the front paws were almost washed, it stepped in the back paws. Although the water was a little muddy, the little white dog seemed to be invisible. Check out everything in the yard.

When it felt that it was almost washed, it looked down at the hair on its abdomen, it was perfect!Today's movements are very light, and there is no water.

Xu lived for a long time and had a tacit understanding. At this time, Xiaobao came out of the house with a cloth towel on his body and a piece in his hand.

He went to the tub and squatted down, stretched out a hand, and the little white dog held its head high, put its left front paw in his hand, and enjoyed the service of drying with a cloth towel.

Naturally, the paws after wiping could not go back into the water. The little white dog stood up, stepped on his arm with the dry front paw, and put the right front paw on his hand.

After the two front paws were wiped dry, Xiaobao went to pull its hind paws, and the little white dog fell down in the tub without paying attention.

You stupid human being!How many times have I said, I have to pick up my hind paws and wipe them!hold up!you idiot!

Naturally, Xiao Bao couldn't understand the barking of the little white dog. Looking at the little white dog sitting in the basin, he laughed unkindly, and said, "Sit in it again! Its hair is wet, hahaha ..."

This night before going to bed, there was another quarrel. In the end, Xiao Bao wiped the little white dog clean with a big cloth, washed it again, and fell asleep on the bed.

The moon was in the middle of the sky, Xiaobao was fast asleep, the little white dog opened his eyes silently, and looked at the sleeping person in the moonlight, although he looked disgusted, he still stood up and pointed his butt In the direction of Xiaobao's face, he picked up the quilt that was kicked off by him, his buttocks were backward, his body was lowered, and he pulled back hard.

Wheezing and panting, he covered Xiaobao with the quilt, and the little white dog put his head next to Xiaobao's face and rubbed it, then turned around and jumped off the bed. He only glanced at the big red fruit on the table, and then out the door.

The little white dog walked out of Xiaobao's house, trotted all the way, and returned to Granny Wang's house with ease.

At this time, the room was full of light, illuminating the three people sitting at the table and the mahjong on the table.

When the three of them saw it enter the door, they immediately moved.

Xiaobao called the old man of his grandfather, and put the prepared stack of cushions on the empty stool.

The middle-aged man put the little white dog on the pile of cushions and made a good pose.

Granny Wang went to get a shallow bowl with a wide mouth, poured tea, and put it in front of the little white dog.

Everything was ready, three people and one dog played mahjong...

The little white dog is a pure white short-legged dog with long curly hair. Its fur is usually very fluffy, and it looks round and cute.

At this time, it was sitting in front of the poker table, with the temperament of a mahjong enthusiast. Although its shortness could only reach the poker table and its own row of mahjong, it was not a problem.

The middle-aged man sat next to the little white dog, and naturally took care of the card drawing. Of course, the man was also a reliable person, or a gentleman, he would not sneak out the little white dog's cards. .

And what the little white dog needs to do is to push that card to the side, and the man will help him translate with a whine.

Although all this seems very difficult, the three people and one dog in the house are obviously used to it and cooperate with each other tacitly.

There is no bet on playing mahjong, but everyone is keen on it. After all, there are few entertainment items, and it is good to have something to do to kill time.

When the sky is bright, three people and one dog are almost ready to play.

Granny Wang tapped her sore neck, neither happy nor sad, after all, she is the one who really plays with her here, and she doesn't care about winning or losing.

The middle-aged man felt a little regretful, thinking that he would get what he wanted elsewhere, but at this poker table, it didn't matter what he wanted, but the cards played were all what others wanted.

The old man felt ashamed looking at the middle-aged man. He spent another night feeding cards to that man, but with little success. He really didn't know how to flatter him!

The little white dog looked at the expressions of the three of them one by one like a victorious hero patrolling the territory, and was very satisfied, "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow ."

The middle-aged man nodded and said, "Go back, my lord, it's almost time for Xiaobao to get up."

The little white dog nodded, jumped to the ground, and ran away bouncing, obviously in a good mood.

Although the middle-aged man could understand what the little white dog said, he didn't understand Xiaobao. At this moment, Xiaobao showed no sign of waking up.

The little white dog was not in a hurry to enter the house when he got home. He walked to the water tank, filled the ladle with water and put it on the wooden board beside him. Feeling that it was almost done, he spit the water on the ground beside him again.

Pour out the water and throw the scoop back into the tank, and the little white dog hopped into the house.

After rubbing its paws on the mat on the ground, it jumped onto the bed.

This is not good for the short legs. The strength on the legs is weak, and the bounce is not good. The front paws rest on the edge of the bed and climb up.

He took a few steps back, ran two steps to gather strength, and when he was about to jump up, he got under the bed.

Under the bed, I briefly thought about the seven-year-old dog’s birth. The little white dog was very sad. When he was young, he felt that he hadn’t grown up yet. When he grew up, he realized that he would never grow up again. sad story.

Pushing out the empty wooden box placed under the bed, he built a dog-worked step for himself. The little white dog made a second jump and finally successfully climbed to the top.

Xiao Bao, who knew nothing about all this, was sleeping happily and soundly at this time.

I saw that the quilt on his body was half rolled up under his body, covering only half of his body. Fortunately, he was wearing a middle coat, and it was not cold in the village.

Xu is eating well. Although Xiaobao's skin is fair, it is not pale. It can be seen that he is healthy and rosy.

The already slightly chubby face looked even rounder when he lay down, his closed eyes did not tremble, he slept peacefully, his eyelashes were very long, and they twinkled every time he opened his eyes to look at someone, both cute and sincere.

The red lips are slightly parted, there are faint water stains, it feels chubby, and it is cute, but the little white dog hates it very much. This stupid human being does not know what to eat in his dream. Didn't even wipe off the saliva.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, dazed for a while, the little white dog started the first pose.It lowered its head and licked Xiaobao's face, not to mention it was quite tender, similar to tofu. It licked twice on the left side and twice on the right side. Xiaobao only tilted his head slightly, showing no intention of waking up.The first formula failed.

□□The second type, the little white dog sat down beside Xiaobao’s face, and began to sing, "Wow! Wang Wang! Wang! Wang Wang! Wang..." The voice fluctuates, and there is a faint melody, of course you can’t hear it Does it sound good?

This sound is like an alarm bell, and ordinary people would already wake up when they heard it, but Xiao Bao is not an ordinary person, he used to listen to the little white dog's lullaby to fall asleep at night, and now the sound is not much different, I saw him turning over, Pressing down on the quilt with one leg, he twitched his mouth slightly, and fell asleep more soundly.The second formula fails.

□□In the third pose, the little white dog raised one of its front paws, and looked at Xiaobao□□exposed skin with a vicious expression. the same eyes.

The author has something to say: Little White Dog: Why do I think Xiaobao is stupid?

The rabbit author glared at the little white dog and said, "You raised it yourself, why do you ask me?"