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Chapter 148 The Spiritual Little Dog

I have to say that the little dog is really cute and clever.

When I heard grandma praise it, I was even happier, and suddenly turned around and ran to the bottom of the wall with joy.

He even picked up a plastic stool and ran over.

This made grandma very happy.

Both eyes are laughing into a slit.

"Oh, this little dog is really smart. Look, you know how to move a stool for me. To be honest, grandma really doesn't want you, but seeing how cute you are, I will accept it." It's time for you, grandma is just bored, it's not bad for you to help me pass the time."

"Wow, woof, woof!" Xiaobaiyan yelled a few times, and made a few more bows. What they didn't expect was that at this moment, Xiaobaiyan landed on his front legs, straightened up, with his ass facing up, and walked away. Take a few steps.

This surprised all three of them.

"Hey, did you see that this is a little dirt dog who can also perform acrobatics?"

Zhang Jingchun couldn't help giving a thumbs up, feeling very happy, and hugged the dog.

"Little Baiyan, in the future, if you have nothing to do, just play with grandma and help me look after the nursing home. I guarantee that you will eat delicious food and drink spicy food every day in the future!"

The little dog barked barking.

"Ah, it's over, there are still ribs stewing in the pot!"

At this time, my mother smelled a smell, and then remembered the stewed ribs in the pot, and hurried to the kitchen. Fortunately, she found it early, otherwise the pot of ribs soup would be undrinkable.

During the meal, grandma picked a big bone for him. Looking at the little white eye again, he couldn't hold back any longer, and started chewing voraciously. Such a thick bone was crushed to pieces after a few bites, and he swallowed it.

"Slow down, finish eating, there is still in the pot, don't tie your throat, oh, to be honest, it hurts to look at this little white eye, I must have never had a full meal before!"

When grandma was talking, she couldn't help touching her little white eyes. Although the golden hair on the outside was very beautiful, when she stretched out her hand to grab it, her body was full of ribs.

"Isn't it? When I first saw the little dirt dog, it was covered in mud and looked dirty. In addition, his eye was white, and many people said that the dog was unlucky. There is an old man carrying a cage, he even said that a dog with supercilious eyes must be an ominous face!"

After hearing this, grandma gave a cut.

"They don't know what to do. They have no shame in playing tricks in front of my grandson!"

"Hahaha, grandma was right, so I ignored them. Look how good this little white-eyed boy is now. He is well-behaved, sensible, and lovable. By the way, this is a little dirt dog, and he even gave me a gift." Where's the baby?"

Grandma and mother were stunned when they heard this.

"The little dirt dog even gave you a gift, can't it be a dog bone?"

Mom almost laughed at Grandma's words.

"What I'm talking about is the truth. It's a dog. What kind of gift can it give?"

"Hey, you kid didn't finish your meal, so where are you going?"

Xiaobai watched Zhang Jingchun go out and followed him.

"Little Baiyan, why are you following me? Come back?"

When he heard grandma's call, the little white-eyed general stood on the threshold, yelled twice into the yard, then turned around and ran back, crawling between grandma's legs, and rubbing his tail against grandma from time to time.

Seeing how this little white-eyed boy clings to her so much, I like it even more in my heart.

"This little dog is really smart. It only takes a while to recognize the number. It comes as soon as it barks. It's really good. Come, try this beef. It's a great tonic. Does the cow know? Moo... that kind!"

At this time, grandma actually made the horns of a cow with her hands, and imitated a cow and barked.

I can't laugh at my mother.

"Mom, you are really good. He is not a child. Can he understand?"

But in the next scene, although both of them were stunned, they followed Xiaobai'an'er and yelled like a cow.

It's just that the sound of his barking is still woof woof.

But judging from the long sound it draws, it is imitating the braying of a cow.

"Hahaha, you little white eyes are so funny, hurry up and eat."

The beef was spicy. When the little white eye swallowed it and chewed it vigorously, the dog opened its mouth wide and barked, drooling all over the floor.

Seeing that the little white eyes were so hot that they shook their little heads, both of them were happy.

At this time Zhang Jingchun came from outside, holding the broken wooden box and scroll in his hand.

"Why did you go?"

"Grandma, Mom, look, this old painting was given to me by this little white eye. After I took him in, he took me up the mountain to where he lived, and it was desperately standing next to me. Digging the soil, digging it out from the side of the pit?"

Both of them were stunned when they heard this.

"You said this painting was picked out by this little white eye?"

"That's right, it's on a barren mountain. Does this little dirt dog live in a big tree hole next to it and there's a terrible mound next to it?"

"My God, it's not something from the grave now, is it? Don't want it, throw it away!"

Zhang Jingchun quickly explained.

"How is it possible, grandma? The tomb mound is only two or 30 years old at most, but this painting looks like it must be thousands of years old. You can see that this painting is definitely done by everyone, but it has not been signed or even a seal. I don't know. What year is it exactly?"

Although grandma and mother don't know how to appreciate paintings.

But when I saw such a delicate meticulous painting, I was amazed.

"Oh my god, who painted this? It's just like the photos taken. You can see that the strands of hair are so clear? But this painting is thousands of years old? How can it be preserved so completely?"

"That's right, it can't be some handicraft now, right?" Mom also helped.

"Look, I guess you don't believe it. I came to show you this wooden box. I haven't washed the mud on it, and the quicklime here! The reason why this painting has been preserved for so long is because of this wooden box. It’s all filled with white lime, and there’s something like oiled paper cloth inside…”

Grandma looked at the innermost layer of the wooden box, and it was really made of oil paper.

"It seems that this painting is indeed made by a celebrity. Otherwise, you won't protect such a good grandson. Why don't you go to those celebrity calligraphy and painting shops and ask them to see if this is an old antique? Maybe you can sell it for a lot of money. Where's the money?"

"Wang Wang Wang!"

This is Xiaobaiyan'er, who kept calling here.

And grabbed his leg.

Zhang Jingchun looked at Xiaobaiyan, squatted down and saw Xiaobaiyan just what he said, and hugged the painting hard.

"What do you mean, don't let me sell it?"

Mom was smiling while eating.

"Tch, he doesn't understand?"

As soon as the words were finished, seeing the little white dog, he nodded very appropriately.

"Oh, I'll go, can this little white eye really understand words?" Grandma cried out happily.

"Little Baiyan, tell grandma again, are you not allowed to sell this painting? Just nod if you don't sell it, hurry up!"

(End of this chapter)