Being with other men, wearing cartoon T-shirts, and being held by other men's ankles, shouldn't he be angry? Is it so difficult to apologize? Doesn't he understand him enough?

The talisman in the palm of his hand had been pinched and changed its shape. He relaxed his grip, bent down and put the talisman into the crack of the door, then turned and left.

In the car, the driver glanced at Ding Yiyi from the rearview mirror and said, "You are really the strangest rich person I have ever seen. You have money to buy a cemetery for your pet, but you still have to take a taxi."

Ding Yiyi smiled and said nothing. The driver found it boring and said again: "I also had a hamster before, not to mention how cute it was. It rolled on the wheel all day and ate until it became chubby, but it still died in the end. Looking for

Just bury it in one place. Rich people like you still have to spend 50,000 to 60,000 yuan a year in maintenance fees. Pets are really more delicate than people."

"It's my family!" Ding Yiyi was not very happy with his tone.

The driver laughed loudly, "How many pet owners now call their pets son when they feel pain, and then just find a place to throw them away when they no longer want them? What kind of family members are you? Will you throw away your family members?"

Seeing Ding Yiyi's bad expression, the driver automatically closed his mouth. At Pet Cemetery, Ding Yiyi took out the photo and glue from her bag. She slowly put glue on the back of the photo, "I haven't told dad yet.

He must be very sad and has been thinking about what photo to take, but in the end he should choose a photo of you as a child."

She gently pressed the photo against the tombstone, and the excess glue squeezed out from all sides of the photo. She increased her strength slightly, and waited until the glue was firmly fixed before she stood up.

In the photo, the Tibetan Mastiff is standing with a handsome posture. She looked at the photo and murmured, "I miss you and my family very much."

The wind blew, and the fallen leaves were blown everywhere. A light bulb hung on a small tombstone next to it, and the light bulb was blown loudly. She stood talking to it all night long.

It was a rare day of good weather in the early morning. As soon as Doudou saw Ding Yiyi appear, he immediately went up to greet her and asked with some worry: "Miss Yiyi, you didn't come back last night?"

Ding Yiyi was very tired. She shook her head and walked towards the stairs, "Stop!" Fu Fengyi called her.

She frowned and turned around, "Old Madam."

"Look at what you look like now? You're all dirty. Don't rely on Nian Mo to spoil you. How can a girl be so sloppy?"

Ding Yiyi lowered her head and glanced at herself. Her jeans were all covered in mud, her shoes were dirty, and she still had a stinky smell. Fu Fengyi pointed to the yellow mud she brought in the living room, "I'll clean these up myself later."

clean."

Ding Yiyi responded in a low voice, and then dragged her sore body upstairs. Doudou quietly approached her and lowered her voice: "It's okay. You can go and rest. I'll take care of this."

"No need, otherwise the old lady will punish you if she sees it." Ding Yiyi declined her kindness. As soon as she opened the door, she stepped on something. She took a step back and saw the talisman that she had stepped on.

She picked up the talisman and sneered, "Aoxue, when did you get these talismans? What do you want these talismans for? Curse me to die early?"

The talisman was torn into pieces by her. She moved her wrist, and then frowned in discomfort. Her whole body felt as if it had been crushed. After changing her clothes with difficulty, she returned downstairs.

Picking up a bucket of water from outside the garden, she began to bend over and mop the floor. The torn talisman fell out of her pocket, and she threw it into the trash can next to her. Finally, she knelt on the ground, beating the floor while mopping it.
Chapter completed!