Be at the same table with the rumored boss

It turns out that toys are indeed a good choice for distracting young children.

Although the little girl who got the pendant was still not very happy, she had no intention of continuing to cry, so she held the little rabbit in her hand and played with it honestly.

As the so-called helping others to send the Buddha to the west, since the little girl has been calmed down, they naturally have no reason to let go.

It's just that children are always reluctant to talk about their parents' phone number, and it would be a waste of time to look for them from street to street. It is best to stay with the children like this until the parents come to the door.

Su Mianyang was tired from standing, so he simply squatted on the steps at the intersection to take a breather. He looked sideways at Xiao Lang and bought snacks for the little girl, and stood beside him, refusing to pay attention to the little girl for a moment.

"I didn't expect you to be quite patient, and you don't have any temper when your clothes are messed up like this."

The little girl jumped directly at Xiao Lang earlier, rubbing as much mud as she could on her body, and completely changed the color of Xiao Lang's clothes, making Su Mianyang worry about how to wash them clean.

But the protagonist of the incident didn't care about it at all. Xiao Lang didn't even pay attention to the dirt on his body with his extra eyesight. No? Milk dog."

"Ah?" Su Mianyang was caught off guard by the sudden change in the topic, and he froze for a while, not knowing what to say.

"I hugged a little soil dog before. It was very clingy, small, and snuggled up and rubbed against my feet."

It must have happened a long time ago, so long that Xiao Lang had almost forgotten the feeling of the fluff rubbing against the palm of his hand when the brown-yellow milk dog lowered its head.

It was a season similar to now, Xiao Lang couldn't stand the drunkard, so he ran out of the house and sat alone on the steps in front of the family courtyard.

At this time, a milk dog poked its head out from the flower pond next to it, barked weakly twice at him, and walked anxiously back and forth along the half-meter-high steps of the flower pond, as if it wanted to jump down but didn’t dare to go down. Jump.

He had seen this milk dog before, and it was an abandoned product after someone's dog captured the soul of a wild dog. One day later, it suddenly appeared in the family's courtyard.

The milk dog is usually very afraid of giving birth, and turns around and runs away when it sees people. The children in the family home did not catch up even once.

Although Xiao Lang heard the barking of the milk dog, because of the dual concerns of the milk dog being shy and too lazy to meddle in other people's affairs, he just sat where he was and didn't choose to help.

The milk dog finally jumped down from the steps. Its weak paws were not strong enough to support its whole body. Its thin body was like a kite with a broken string at high altitude. It fell into the grass and rolled several times.

Xiao Lang saw the whole process in his eyes, and couldn't understand the behavior of the milk dog at all.

Until the milk dog tremblingly stood up again, swayed and ran towards him, and finally stopped at his feet.

The milk dog circled between his legs several times, rubbed against his trousers, and then climbed onto his shoes, grabbing his legs with two small front paws and refused to let go.

Xiao Lang was finally moved, and knelt down to touch the milk dog twice, and the milk dog barked twice again.

Then Xiao Lang smelled a pungent stench, which made people sick.

There is no doubt that the source of the smell is this thin milk dog. He retracted his hand in disgust, and stood up to distance himself from the milk dog.

Unexpectedly, the milk dog was extremely persistent, chasing him and scratching his legs, rubbing against his feet back and forth, Xiao Lang was so entangled that he had no choice but to squat down and continue rubbing the stinky milk dog.

Until he touched the puppy's hind leg, it was wet and sticky, mixed with an indescribable stench.

"You child, don't touch that puppy." The aunt of the neighborhood committee has a loud voice. She just saw this scene when she came back from buying vegetables, and she kindly shouted at the top of her voice, lest Xiao Lang couldn't hear, "That dog is sick and has diarrhea. It's dying, dirty."

"Why can't you treat it?" Xiao Lang lowered his head to look at the milk dog, thinking that there was clearly hope for it to be cured.

"It's just a dirt dog, we don't need that money, don't touch it, don't touch it, it's so dirty." The aunt responded casually.

They have their own yards at home in the countryside, and they often raise some cats and dogs. Not a few of them die from illnesses. After all, the medical conditions for pets in the village are not high. Won't take another look at this kind of thing.

Xiao Lang was stunned, "But it is very sticky to me, and wants me to touch it."

"It's about to die, and it's cold, so of course it's snuggled up. When it's too cold, it'll die. Just kick it away. It's so dirty, don't touch it."

I don't know which part of the conversation touched Xiao Lang's nerves. He got excited and gently hugged the milk dog, and put the milk dog's trembling body into his warm embrace, thinking that this would last its body temperature.

The aunt of the neighborhood committee saw him and simply didn't bother to care about him, she pinched her nose and went upstairs a few steps.

Later, when Xiao Lang went home and begged Xiao Ziqiang to save the milk dog, it happened that the alcoholic got angry.

Xiao Ziqiang pulled the milk dog out of Xiao Lang's arms, and threw the milk dog out in front of his son.

All this happened within a few seconds, and Xiao Lang had no time to react.

The milk dog lay dying on the ground, its neck was thrown back in a twisted posture, its furry head was pushed behind it like this, its eyes covered with mist were covered with blood, and it was difficult to open them for a long time. Couldn't open it.

It was the first time Xiao Lang cried in quite a long time, with fear, anger and regret.

If he didn't take the milk dog back on his own initiative, maybe it can survive and become a healthy and beautiful big dog, or maybe it will stop breathing in its sleep on a certain night in late autumn, but no matter what the result is, it doesn't matter. Better than the twisted mass of flesh in front of him.

The milk dog can only breathe out but has no strength to inhale. There is no doubt that the survival instinct makes it struggle and try its best to survive, but the end is obvious. The milk dog's head is so crooked that it can't straighten its back, and its eyes are clouded with blood , it will die in extreme pain, and no one thinks that the milk dog has a chance of surviving under such circumstances.

And the only thing Xiao Lang can do is to cover the muzzle and nose of the sturdy milk dog with his clothes, so as to shorten the time of this journey to a minimum.

Xiao Lang's hands were trembling, and tears flowed down uncontrollably, but the more he feared, the stronger his strength became. After a while, the milk dog who was still struggling under his hands stopped moving.

He had no other choice but to make the suffering of the milk dog end sooner.

If there is really karma in this world, just take me away, Xiao Lang thought at the time.His life is meaningless, and Ms. Pan, who likes romance so much and doesn't know how to take care of herself, probably can't bear to live without a partner.

"What happened later? It's a bit too much for you to stop talking at the beginning of the chat."

Su Mianyang has been waiting for Xiao Lang's next words, but unexpectedly, after someone said how clingy the milk dog is, he stopped talking, which really whetted his appetite.

Being interrupted by this, Xiao Lang came back to his senses, "Later... then it grew up and became a beautiful dog, occupying the flower bed to bask in the sun every day."

"I knew it must be this ending. After all, our Chinese pastoral dogs are still easy to feed."

Although he can't understand the connection between dogs and little girls, Su Mianyang is not a person who cares about details. Maybe Xiao Lang is just bored and thinks of what to say. It would be boring to trace everything to the root.

If I hadn't met, maybe it would have ended like this.Xiao Lang thought.

Xiao Lang didn't speak, he looked at the intersection silently.

Su Mianyang whistled a little bored.

Until a woman yelled "Bao'er" and rushed over from the opposite side of the road in a hurry.

Seeing the woman like this, Su Mianyang also had a guess in his heart, and didn't intend to stop her.

"You damn child, where did you go? Are you anxious to kill your mother?" He said, grabbed the little girl's arm and wanted to bring it to his side, and the little girl was also very frightened by the situation, and the whole body was in a state of panic. Trembling slightly.

Xiao Lang stopped her.

"What are you doing? What do you mean?" The woman was furious in her heart, and seeing someone meddling was even more fuel to the fire, and she was not polite in speaking.

"Excuse me, is she really your daughter? We've been waiting for her parents here for a long time, so it's better to ask the little sister herself." Xiao Lang's tone was calm, his words were polite, but his tone was unquestionable.

"Hey, look at this question, isn't it funny? She's not my daughter, is it your daughter? Don't you mean that you want money to help me raise my child?"

The woman's disdainful expression was directly written on her face. She shook off Xiao Lang's hand, and took out a small stack of banknotes from the bag she carried cross-body. Five yuan was handed over to Xiao Lang, "Is it enough?"

Xiao Lang frowned, "I didn't mean that..."

"Tsk." Su Mianyang, who was squatting on the side, stood up in good time, took away the money handed over by the woman, and counted each one in front of her, frowned in disgust, "It's a little small, just enough."

The woman turned blue with anger.

"Little guy, is she your mother?" Su Mianyang is tall and has a sharp face. She does look like a social person when she is not wearing a school uniform. The woman snorted and said nothing. Still nodded pitifully.

After seeing the little girl's reaction, the woman was even more proud, and raised her chin at him, "Mind your own business."

Su Mianyang ignored the woman, knelt down and patted the little girl's head, and put the money back into the little girl's pocket when she withdrew her hand, "Okay, have a good trip."

The neglected woman didn't want to waste any more, she murmured with some disgust, "How did this happen to the dead child? It won't work if you don't beat it for three days. Come on, be good, mom will take you back to have a good bath."

The little girl was reluctant to move, and even broke free from her hand when the woman pulled her impatiently. The woman was ashamed and annoyed but had no choice but to watch what her child wanted to do.

Xiao Lang saw the little girl beckoning to him, and he moved closer in surprise, but the little girl was dissatisfied, and pulled his trouser legs down, as if wanting him to be lower, so Xiao Lang simply squatted down.

Seeing that Xiao Lang understood what she meant, the little girl smiled happily, threw her arms around his neck without saying a word, and kissed him on the side of the face with a bang.

All this happened so suddenly that Xiao Lang hadn't recovered after the little girl let go of her hand. He looked away uncomfortably, his face still indifferent, and the tips of his ears turned red at a speed that was visible to the naked eye. .

The little girl looked at Su Mianyang again, who also looked at her, and even raised an eyebrow at her.

The little girl glanced at Xiao Lang again, and then shifted her gaze to Su Mianyang. She turned her head away in disgust, and just perfunctorily clenched her fist and gave him a "stick" gesture with her thumb up.

This difference in treatment is too great.

Seeing the child like this, the woman knew that she had misunderstood someone, but she still couldn't bear to admit her mistake to the two high school students, so she had to drag the little girl away embarrassingly.

"Look at who is this? Let's worry about her child's accident. Is that her attitude?"

Seeing the figure of the woman walking away, Su Mianyang muttered dissatisfiedly, he has always been a person who can't stand being wronged, and it seems that the woman's behavior makes them wishful thinking, which makes him very upset.

"When doing good deeds, don't presuppose getting rewards from others, otherwise you will be disappointed most of the time."

Different from Su Mianyang's reaction, Xiao Lang's attitude was calm except for the red tips of his ears, and his words revealed a bit of habit.

"Then just don't do good deeds, and everyone doesn't appreciate it anyway." Su Mianyang responded casually.

"It's not a disadvantage. Didn't they give you money?" Xiao Lang shrugged his shoulders easily.

"... With your mentality, is he giving money graciously? He is using money to humiliate you." Thinking of women's indiscriminate behavior, Su Mianyang was still a little angry.

"If you are willing to use money to humiliate me, you can use money to kill me."

Su Mianyang was completely speechless.

However, seeing that Xiao Lang's reaction really didn't take this matter seriously, Su Mianyang felt relieved. He was actually afraid that the woman's attitude would hurt Xiao Lang's heart and leave a shadow on his young mind.

Now that the real master doesn't care about it, he naturally won't hold on to it anymore. After all, changing the world is far less easy than adjusting his mentality.

Su Mianyang took out his pocket, "I'll return the money to you."

It's just unfortunate that Mr. Su finds it troublesome and likes to round up pocket money. Su Mianyang never brings ten or five yuan change when he goes out.

Fearing that people would be anxious, he said in a dignified manner, "Where did you put it? Why can't I find it?"

Xiao Lang, who had been staring ahead, said suddenly, "The convenience store for change has already passed, so it's more credible for you to make up a reason for losing the money."

Hearing these words, Su Mianyang's hand that changed money stopped, "Have you seen it all?"

"Look carefully at my eyes." Xiao Lang turned his head and said to Su Mianyang.

"If you let me watch it, I'll just watch it. Wouldn't it be embarrassing for me?" That's what Su Mianyang said, but Su Mianyang still stared at Xiao Lang for a long time.

Su Mianyang rarely looked at a person's eyes so carefully, but he didn't find anything superfluous except for the mental journey of "these eyes are pretty - amber - where is the origin of amber?" .

No wonder he couldn't read detective novels since he was a child. People can draw conclusions about where the person under observation comes from and what kind of occupation he is engaged in after observing them, but he only has one sentence that looks good, like an idiot, "This looks It’s not like a 360-degree camera with no blind spots.”

Xiao Lang was amused by his answer, "Take a look at Binoculars 2.0."

"It's too unfair. Doesn't it mean that you can't have your cake and eat it too?" Su Mianyang sighed, "I always think that a good student's glasses should be as thick as the bottom of a beer bottle."

It gets dark early in winter, and usually everyone cooks ahead of time. They happened to pass by a residential area at this time, and someone's home happened to be cooking dinner at a window next to the road.

When the stir-fry shovel turned over the vegetables, there was a sound of ping-ping-pong-pong. The familiar aroma of home-cooked dishes floated directly into the sky with Su Mianyang's thoughts. His whole body was limp, as if he was walking in the clouds.

"We insist on one thing, not because it will be effective, but because we firmly believe that it is right."

Xiao Lang's light words mingled in the evening wind and brushed past Su Mianyang's ear, "Don't laugh...I also think this idea is quite silly."

It is difficult to ask for every kindness to be rewarded, but there have never been no shortage of philanthropic people in the world, who have not given up doing good deeds after many disappointments.

The little classmate's appearance of refuting himself after explaining the truth was very cute. Su Mianyang thought it was a little funny, but in fact he couldn't hold back his laughter.

Xiao Lang glanced at him helplessly, Su Mianyang couldn't help but laughed louder again, in the end he was out of breath from laughing, and squatted on the ground covering his stomach, unable to walk, Xiao Lang had to stop Wait for him, "Is it so funny?"

Su Mianyang was even happier, and waved to Xiao Lang, "Come here and give me a hand, and I'll tell you."

Xiao Lang had no choice but to bend over and get Su Mianyang's arm on his shoulder, helping him to stand up.

This kind of action will inevitably make the two of them too close, Su Mianyang can even hear each other's breathing clearly, and Xiao Lang's snort behind his ears makes him feel numb.

He tilted his head inattentively, Xiao Lang's cheek was right in front of his eyes, exactly where the little girl's kiss was imprinted.

Su Mianyang looked at that place for a long time, then raised his head and leaned closer to Xiao Lang's ear and whispered, "It is because of people like you that the world can develop in an expected direction."