bookrandom Chapter 315: Old Dog: About Loyalty (1)
Chapter 315: Old Dog: About Loyalty (1)
[Lucky, I'm so sorry. If I had known earlier... ahem, if I had known that my illness would relapse, I shouldn't have brought you back...]
【Woo-woo——Wang! 】
The skinny and sallow-faced man sat back on the bed, gently tilted his head to look at the dog that was blocked outside the door by the guardrail, said a word, and panted like an old bellows.
The old woman who didn't look kind at all standing beside the bed rolled her eyes to the sky.
【Prosperous! 】
Well, I, Wang Defa, was reborn as a dog.
I am an ordinary little white dog, and my owner named me Lucky.
Here, this is the man whose ugly smile makes me want to cry——
My master said that half a year ago, when he came home from working the night shift, he found me crying in the trash can in the basement garage.
At that time, my umbilical cord was still wet and wrapped in a ball of old newspaper.
In this age when everyone is used to e-readers, most of the people who still read newspapers are the elderly. I don’t know who is so cruel.
The host said that our meeting was a lucky thing for both of us.
My owner said he regretted bringing me back.
I know that he was worried that I would starve to death without anyone to take care of me in the future, and his uncle and aunt were willing to come here to help him with his affairs after his death, and the price was this house.
After the owner settled all the hospital expenses, he transferred all the remaining savings to his ex-wife's Alipay.
My aunt was quite dissatisfied with this matter, and her face, which was originally full of wrinkles from smiling, looked particularly ugly today.
My uncle is a mysophobe and my aunt has allergies, so it’s impossible for them to continue keeping a dog.
Just now, the uncle took the owner home from the intensive care unit, and the house, which was originally unobstructed, now had a few baffle railings made of old wooden boards. No one knew where he picked them up from.
I guess it’s the trash can in the community.
My uncle and his wife are so stingy. If this house wasn't valuable, they wouldn't have come all the way from their hometown.
The master's parents had passed away long ago, when he was fifteen years old. From then until he graduated from high school, the master lived with his uncle.
I live in the school dormitory when school starts and go out to work during the summer vacation. I eat at my uncle's house about ten times a year, and he always complains that I eat too much.
The aunt told others that it was not easy for her and her husband to raise their nephew.
It was even more difficult for two illiterate small business owners to send their nephew to study computer science at the best university in China.
Well, he is very good at flattering himself. With that mouth, he can even make a dead person sound alive.
【Prosperous! 】
In the past six months, every time my master received a call from my uncle asking for money, he would hug me, or complain in a low voice, or remain silent.
I really hope that my aunt can wake up the master.
Liver cancer is not a serious disease, so why can't we survive once it recurs? !
[Honey, that dog's barking is making me feel sick, get it out! ]
【Prosperous! 】
[Wow, it dares to show its teeth to me, it's really a spirit, husband, quickly drive it out! ]
My aunt screamed and her face looked hideous.
The person on the bed had fallen into a deep sleep and did not respond at all.
The uncle ignored his wife's shouting and instead stood by the window reading a pile of documents, which were notarized certificates and details of property donations, as well as a red book with the name changed.
The uncle secretly laughed and scolded in his heart: My nephew is a devout believer in gods and Buddhas, and in the afterlife. But after giving him the property, he only asked for burning incense and paper money for him and his parents' family of three during the coming New Years. It's a pity that he is a person with higher education, but he is even more superstitious than this old man who didn't even graduate from elementary school.
Except for the anxious dog outside the door, the two anxious people did not even look at their nephew once...
[Wang! Wuwuwu——]
A heartbeat that I was very familiar with and had a unique rhythm suddenly stopped.
(? _ ?)
My whole body froze, tears streaming down my face. From now on, no one will call me lucky anymore...
My uncle and his wife didn't notice anything. They were lying on the balcony with their heads together, carefully studying how much the house was worth. The furnishings in the house were all fancy, and they knew which one had to be sold and which one had to be kept.
I was even thinking about who to invite to the funeral, what to do with the gift money, or maybe just move my household registration here...
【Woo woo——Wang Wang Wang! 】
I was angry, my eyes were blurry with tears and my body was weak and I couldn't get over the railing.
That night, the uncle was looking for a Phillips screwdriver and pushed his nephew, but he didn't respond and felt the screw was cold and hard. Then he realized that his nephew was dead.
……
【Woo-woo——Wang! 】
Due to the hot weather, the owner's body stayed at home for only one day before being taken away by the funeral home's hearse.
Must be cremated.
By the way, my aunt also sold the big bed in the master bedroom to a second-hand furniture dealer.
[Alas, it’s 90% new. If it weren’t for… Alas, I really wouldn’t want to part with it! ]
My uncle was sitting in a taxi, following the funeral home's hearse.
The driver raised his eyebrows and looked at the rearview mirror from time to time.
[Brother, is that your dog?! It has been running behind you since you got in the car. What a good dog!]
The uncle immediately turned his head away, but he couldn't see clearly even with his face pressed against the glass. He hummed vaguely, not believing that his nephew's silly dog would be so loyal.
The funeral home has a big iron gate. The hearse went in and the taxi was stopped at the door.
The uncle got off the car cursing because the driver refused to give him change.
Driver: Oh, the whole fare is 29 yuan, and you want to round it off to 20 yuan, how can you be so shameless? ! Is it easy for me to earn these little money from you? ! And that good dog, it followed me all the way, and was almost hit by other cars several times. I, an outsider, was worried...
【Wang——】
I… stinky uncle, you immortal Sun, you are driving so fast in a hurry to reincarnate, do you want to tire me to death?
Although the owner has passed away, I can still smell his scent.
[Wait, Xiao Zhang, drive that dog out. There are many people in the museum today. Safety comes first! ]
Xiao Zhang picked up the broom by the door and waved it repeatedly.
【Wangwangwang! 】
Let me in, let me in!
Xiao Zhang didn't care what the bared-toothed dog was yelling about. He just wanted to complete the task assigned by his leader and keep his job.
He drove the dog to the earthen wall on the left side of the iron gate before he stopped.
The electric iron gate closed quickly, leaving not enough space for the dog to get in.
Xiao Zhang stood inside and saw the white dog yelling like crazy outside, feeling a little puzzled.
[Brother Ma, is the fat man who just came in the house the dog owner? ]
There was something else behind Xiao Zhang's words. The other meaning was whether he should go in and ask the fat man to come out. The dog was barking so miserably and he felt very sorry for it.
Ma Ge lit a cigarette and took a long puff.
[Don't worry about things beyond your job responsibilities. If a dog wants to bark, let it bark! ]
Inside the funeral home, flames shot up suddenly, and the devastating temperature was enough to devour everything.
【Wang——】
My ears moved and almost all the hair on my back stood up.
Only after I carefully sniffed the air did I relax. The scent of my master was still there, neither near nor far away.
The entrance of the funeral home was very deserted, with very few vehicles passing by.
Everyone stepped on the accelerator and rushed over without looking around. Suddenly, they saw a white figure squatting against the wall of the gate. They saw it in the rearview mirror out of the corner of their eyes and thought they had seen a ghost in broad daylight. They couldn't help but accelerate.
【Wang——】
I'm so tired after chasing all the way. I'll take a nap first.
I slept very uneasily and had many nightmares, all of which were about my master lying coldly in a wooden box, and no matter how much I screamed, he couldn't get close to me.
[Oh, it's really you. Tsk tsk, it's a pity that my nephew is a short-lived ghost...]
It was my uncle, he came out empty-handed.
The sun was already setting slightly, and I slept until the afternoon.
The uncle placed the urn directly in the funeral home. He didn't want to touch it as he thought it was unlucky. He decided to wait until the auspicious day agreed by his nephew to bury it in the cemetery before coming to take it.
As expected, there was no trace of the owner's scent in the air.
[I'm leaving, don't follow me! ]
After saying this, the uncle walked away with a swagger.
【Wang——】
Pooh!
When the security guard Xiao Zhang saw the local dog at the door stand up, he quickly pressed the remote control and quickly closed the iron gate again.
When I got off work, the dog was still there.
Xiao Zhang tucked his hat under his armpit, smiled and shook his head, secretly sighing that it was a pity.
The next day, the dog was still there, lying in the same place, as if it had not moved all night.
Xiao Zhang put on the hat that he had washed and dried last night, thought for a while, and threw a tea egg over.
On the third day, the dog was still there.
Xiao Zhang stretched his neck to look over there, but the tea egg was gone, so he threw a brown sugar bun over.