Fast through the cannon fodder, she shines brightly

Chapter 257 Widow (12)

The woman gently touched Dahei's dog's head, still a little reluctant, "Dahei, you have to be good from now on. I will come and see you."

The dog turned his head and flicked his tail, and there was a slight whimper in his throat.

Mu Wan waited for a while, counted twenty coins, handed them over, and took the dog leash.

Dahei didn't resist fiercely. He drooped his ears, turned his head to look at the woman behind him, and slowly followed Mu Wan away.

There was an extra dog in the house, and Fang Cheng and Fang Nian immediately crowded around excitedly. Many children naturally like small animals.

"Mom, the dog is so cute." Fang Cheng grinned, finally having a lively smile and looking straight at the dog.

Mu Wan tied up the dog, "Don't touch Dahei for the time being, you can only get close after you get familiar with him."

She herself is very optimistic about this dog, and she is not afraid of dog teeth, but Fang Cheng is still young, so she has to be more cautious, being bitten is no joke.

Dahei was in a very depressed mood, lying in the corner, but his dark eyes were still looking around.

Mu Wan knew that the dog must be uneasy and needed to adapt to the new environment, so she didn't bother them too much, and wanted to make the two happy, so she said, "Dahei doesn't have a place to live yet, let's make him a nest first. .”

"Okay!" Fang Cheng bent his eyes and smiled, his eyes sparkling, making a dog's nest, it sounds very interesting, he pulled Fang Nian to follow with great interest.

The house was small, and Mu Wan couldn't be brought inside. She planned to make a small wooden house that could protect her from wind and rain, as well as keep warm.She chopped the hard wood and split it into pieces, but unfortunately, she searched the whole house and found no nails. She smiled and said, "I can only wait until tomorrow to go to the market to buy iron nails, so that the wood can be fixed."

"But we can make the doghouse first."

Fang Cheng carried the thatch in his arms, squatted aside with his chin propped up to watch, Fang Nian twirled two pieces of grass with his little finger, "Mother, mother, here it is!"

"Okay, Nian Nian is so good." Mu Wan took it with a smile, patted her head, noticed Fang Cheng's small eyes and she also praised, "Chengzi is also good, really capable."

Fang Cheng clutched his fingers awkwardly, but his eyes became brighter.

The kennel is very easy to make. The thatch is rolled into a small handful and made into a basin like weaving. It is fluffy and soft. Mu Wan even carried a piece of torn clothes and spread it inside.

There was a reason why she bought Dahei back. The news of her asking for rent back had spread throughout the village, and it might arouse some people with bad intentions to covet her. Everyone knew that her family was a vulnerable group, easy to bully, and too easily tempted. .

It is more secure to have a dog, with a sensitive nose, and she can respond when she can bark.

Fang Chengyi watched with unsatisfied eyes. He thought it was really fun just now. Mu Wan smiled, sat on the pony, and taught them how to make takraw balls, dragonflies, and grasshoppers.

This was very novel to Fang Cheng, and he couldn't take his eyes off it. It was just a few gadgets, but for them who had no entertainment, these were rare and interesting enough.

In the evening, Fang Cheng and Fang Nian happily played football outside, giggling happily.

Mu Wan made braised mushroom rice. She was going shopping tomorrow anyway, so she wasn't so stingy. She grabbed a large handful of rice, chopped the mushrooms and radish into dices, and mixed it with some fragrant pickles.

Fang Nian's little stomach ate half a bowl, and Mu Wan also served a bowl of rice for Dahei. The dry rice cooked by the farmhouse smelled delicious, not to mention the salty taste. Although the dog was still lying on his stomach, his nose trembled. His eyes fixed on it.

Mu Wan tentatively wanted to reach out and touch it, trying to keep her breath friendly and gentle, and wanted to touch the soft fur. The big black body reminded her of the Erha she had raised before.

Gouzi flinched slightly, but was still very well-behaved, and glanced at Mu Wan cautiously.

After Mu Wan left, it lay on the ground for a while without touching the bowl of rice. The late-night scent still didn't dissipate, so it stood up uncontrollably, leaned over and took a bite, and then buried its head deeper and deeper.

(End of this chapter)