"Yes, he is already nineteen years old. A dog can live so long. If compared to us humans, it is equivalent to more than a hundred years old. Therefore, it has reached the end of its life. No matter how sad you are, it will
Having reached that point, just like Huang Mao and several of Huang Mao's children a few years ago, Xiao Bai is tired and needs to rest."
"dad……"
"Um?"
"Then...can we take some time off to spend time with Xiaobai at home these days? I'm afraid...I'm afraid that Xiaobai will be gone after we go to school, and we won't be able to give him a gift."
Looking at his eldest son with tears in his eyes, and the other two younger and younger sons with eyes full of hope, Li Heng thought for a while and nodded and said: "Well, today is Wednesday, and the rest of the week will be over."
I won’t go to school for a few days. You can stay at home with Xiaobai, but you must go to school next Monday.”
In fact, all kinds of teachers are invited to the children at home, and they definitely learn much more than what they learn in school. The main reason for children to go to school is to enjoy the atmosphere of collective life and make more friends.
The school they went to was a very famous private school in Hong Kong Island. The children who went to school there were all rich or noble. None of the powerful people were stupid. They knew better than anyone else what they wanted to do to let the next generation win at the starting line.
Everyone is working hard to educate their children.
"Thank you dad!"
The three brats cheered and ran to Xiaobai again. Only the two girls sat obediently on their father's lap and leaned in his arms.
"Dad, why are your brothers crying?"
Xiao Yiqing still hadn't forgotten how her three brothers were crying just now, so she raised her little head and asked curiously.
Li Heng didn't know how to explain it. Both of his daughters were still too young and couldn't understand what death was like. He didn't want his children to understand this cruel thing too early.
He could only explain it casually in the name of haha, and then began to change the topic and tell them other stories. However, his eyes fell on Xiaobai lying there, his eyes full of sadness.
The black dog that had been with them for nineteen years had finally reached the countdown stage of its life. During this period, whenever Fang Xiaoya saw Xiaobai, she would shed tears unconsciously just like the three children did.
Nineteen years ago, she personally picked up Little Bai from Zhao Mingxia. He accompanied them from the north to Hong Kong Island, experienced motion sickness and seasickness on the road, and then accompanied the little masters at home when they were born one by one. Now he finally
I'm tired, I can't hold on and want to rest.
At this moment, the hair on Xiaobai's body has lost its own luster, and it has even become bald in some places. It doesn't look good, but no one dislikes it. The three children sat cross-legged next to it and gently
He was stroking it all over his body, as if he wanted to give it some of his strength.
"gentlemen……"
At this moment, a servant walked in from the door, holding a large steaming plate in his hand.
The plate contained the large plate of chicken that Li Heng had just cooked in the kitchen.
This dish from the northwest of the motherland may not have been invented in this era. He once thought about it on a whim and went to the kitchen to make it. He failed to make it the first few times, so this was the reason.
Fang Xiaoya and Yirou were stunned for a moment.
Especially Fang Xiaoya, she never thought that her man could cook, and the dish he cooked was a dish she had never heard of.
The chef at home was also puzzled. Although he studied Sichuan and Hunan cuisine, he had heard of other cuisines even if he didn't know how to cook them. But what the hell is this big plate chicken?
Later, after Li Heng studied it three or five times, the chicken he made was very delicious. During this period, the chef also learned it.
But I don’t know why, for Fang Xiaoya and Yirou, the taste of what the chef makes and what Li Heng makes by himself are different. Others don’t taste any difference. Maybe it’s because the cook
Their identities may be different.
Yirou wanted to eat a large plate of chicken today. This was agreed in advance last night. Li Heng went to the vegetable market to buy chicken in person early in the morning. It was a rare life experience.
If he cooks it, he will definitely not cook it just for Yirou. Today’s dinner at home is a large plate of chicken noodles.
"Ah, it's ready. You can serve it directly to the second lady."
"Okay sir."
"Dad, I'm hungry too."
"Let's have dinner when Auntie comes back, okay?"
"Dad, is Auntie coming back soon?"
"Well, it's almost time."
"Then my sister and I will go to the gate to pick up aunt. Sister, let's go to the gate and wait for aunt."
"Go ahead." Li Heng put Xiao Yiqing and Yiqin on the ground.
"Big brother, second brother and third brother, let's wait for aunt at the door. Are you going?"
The two little girls asked, but they already ran directly to the door.
When Xiao Yichen heard this, he turned around and shouted: "Wait, let's go together. Dad, we went to play at the door."
"Bye daddy!"
"Dad, I'm going out."
There are five grown-up children at home, and none of them are easy to worry about, including the two girls. They seem to be quiet, but in fact they are very naughty. The servant at the door saw this and hurriedly followed him. If not,
Just follow him and watch, wondering what kind of monster he will be able to create in a while.
After the children all went out, Li Heng walked to Xiaobai and squatted down, reaching out and touching it.
Xiaobai tried his best to open his eyes and take a look. He could no longer see clearly who the person next to him was. He sniffed lightly with his nose and hummed in his throat. He smelled it and it was the owner.
Ever since Xiaoya became pregnant with Yichen eight years ago, she no longer clings to her male owner. Especially when the two female owners became pregnant one after another, her heart was broken.
But at the last moment of its life, it seemed to be more attached to its male owner. After smelling clearly who the person next to it was, it tried hard to raise its head, put its head in his hand, and rubbed it up and down.
This simple movement seemed to have exhausted all its strength. After moving twice, he stuck out his tongue and took a deep breath.
Looking at Xiaobai who put his head in the palm of his hand, Li Heng fell into memories. At this moment, he seemed to have returned to the small house in the front yard of the three-in-four courtyard in Sijiu City.
The night when Xiaobai first came, he barked all night long. From that day on, this little black dog became a member of their family, bringing countless laughter and joy to their family.
Fang Xiaoya pretended to be vicious and threatened it countless times.
Now that it is leaving, Li Heng, who has not shed tears for who knows how many years, has a sore nose.