Life-Saving Days by the Husky’s Side

Song Yingshi wore a light-colored short skirt and T-shirt. Her hair slightly longer than her shoulders was lightly draped. She wore a hairpin of the same color as the skirt on her head. She was clean and cute, plus a sweet look. People just like it when they look at it.

She was carrying a small backpack and holding ice cream in her hand. She was eating while walking. She looked at the stalls on both sides from time to time, with great interest.

Zhou Li recalled the original plot. It is estimated that she hadn't visited the market for a long time and came out to play.

Both the Song family and the Qian family were from Xiangman Town, and both Song's father and Qian's father were rare college students in that era.

The difference is that Qian Duoshu only wanted to find a company to get his salary. Later, the company was in a downturn, and he joined the Internet company under the introduction of a friend. After several years of glory, he is about to finish playing.

And Song's father is not a person willing to earn a salary honestly.

In that era, he worked **** his own for a career, successfully settled down in the urban area, and took his mother over. After that, his career went further and he married his current wife, so he changed his villa. But Mother Song didn't like her new daughter-in-law, so she didn't move with her, and when she saw that her daughter-in-law was not treating her granddaughter, she suggested that she should take care of her granddaughter because she was pregnant.

So Song Yingshi spent most of her life with her grandmother and she was the only one who raised her.

This summer vacation was the last summer vacation of her life with her grandma. Because Grandma Song’s health was getting worse and worse, she knew that she might not be able to make it through, so she wanted to return to the town where she lived with Grandpa Song to finish her life peacefully. The last part of the road.

Song Yingshi didn't know this, but she just followed her when she wanted to go back to the suburbs to relax.

Although the Song family’s villa has been around for more than a dozen years, and Song’s father’s career hasn’t taken another step forward, he is a company boss anyway. Song Yingshi doesn’t lack that little part-time job. She can work just Because I was helping my classmates, I only went on Saturdays and Sundays, and spent the rest of the time with my grandma and Erha.

Grandma Song doesn't like dogs, but she can't say she hates them. Every time Song Yingshi goes out to work, Erha is taken care of by Grandma Song. She is probably old, and she often talks to Erha about the past.

Ji Dashao was cold-hearted, but he had more respect and patience for the elderly, and quietly listened to many stories.

In the original text, Song Yingshi and Erha made enough tears to guard the scene of Grandma Song taking her last breath.

Grandma Song was already dying at that time, and she read a lot of things. Maybe she thought Erha was very spiritual. She also confessed to him, saying that she would not be here in the future, and he would take good care of her nanny.

Ji Dashao didn't even think about it, but he replied the word "good" in his heart on the spot.

He and Song Yingshi are so alike.

The same mother died unexpectedly, the same father married another stepmother, the same family had vicious siblings, and the same family was raised by the elderly.

Ji Shaoyan's grandfather is still alive, but he knows that sooner or later there will be such a day, so he can understand Song Yingshi's grief.

From that moment on, he felt "distressed" for Song Yingshi.

As Zhou Li walked forward, thinking about how he could give the uncle dog to Song Ying as soon as possible, he got closer and closer when he saw Song Ying, and finally found Erha, he picked up the uncle dog and covered half of his face, leaving only With a pair of eyes open, he raised one of the front paws of Uncle Dog and waved at Song Yingshi who looked over.

Shaoyan Ji: "..."

OK, even use him to coax the little girl.

Song Yingshi's eyes really brightened, and he smiled and leaned forward. Seeing Erha's face against a disgusting person, his liver trembled suddenly, and he asked, "Can I touch it?"

Zhou Li put down the uncle dog he was holding, showing his whole face, and said with a smile: "Yes."

In Song Yingshi's impression, he was a red hair, and he didn't recognize it at all.

At this moment, she turned her eyes, rolled her eyes, retracted her hand to extend, turned her head and left.

Zhou Li: "..."

This disgust value is too high, and the dogs are all up.

But it was hard to meet, and I couldn't do nothing.

He chased for a few steps: "Hey wait, I have something to tell you."

Song Yingshi didn't want to listen, and walked forward quickly, and soon reached a booth, standing beside the old man who was chatting with him, staring at him warily.

The old man smiled kindly, and happened to catch a glimpse of the granddaughter's look. He also looked at the chasing teenager and asked the granddaughter: "Your friend?"

Song Yingshi said stiffly: "I don't know him."

Zhou Li stopped abruptly.

There was no shadow of Grandma Song in the information in his mind, but it was Grandma Song who could allow Song Yingshi to rely on and be accompanied by a young special nurse and nanny.

Grandma Song is now a capitalized "Dangerous and Fragile" in his eyes.

He didn't dare to make any trouble, stood honestly one meter away from them, and smiled helplessly.

Grandma Song's first impression of him was quite high, and she asked, "You have something to do with our nanny?"

Zhou Li said frankly: "Well, I lost a bet with my friend a few days ago and did something that offends Miss Song. I wanted to apologize when I met him today," he said sincerely when he looked at Song Ying, "I'm sorry. ."

Song Yingshi stared, as if not knowing him.

Zhou Li knows that his liking doesn't increase immediately, but at least he apologized first.

He nodded to Grandma Song, said goodbye politely, and walked away holding Erha.

Grandma Song looked at his back and curiously asked, "What did he do?"

Song Yingshi curled her lips: "Hold me to WeChat."

Grandma Song smiled and sighed in her heart that she was so young, and commented: "I think this kid is pretty good."

Song Yingshi immediately retorted: "He's a good shot!"

Grandma Song smiled and shook her head, without explaining much.

She is still very accurate in seeing people.

The teenager is full of self-confidence from the inside to the outside. It can be seen that the family environment is very healthy. Under such circumstances, it is generally impossible to raise a too bad child. Moreover, the teenager has bright eyes, is generous and modest and knows to advance and retreat. She is among the peers she has seen. A very good class of people.

The outstanding Young Master Zhou was walking back while introducing Song Yingshi to Master Ji.

He can’t say too much, otherwise he’s easy to be suspected. He just simply said: "Her family lives in the city, and this is back from summer vacation. I heard that her father found her a stepmother, maybe the relationship is not good, she They all live with grandma."

Well, let you know that your situation is similar, by the way, throw out a "urban" bait.

He slapped the hair and continued: "Don't look at her just now. In fact, she has a very good personality. I am going to send you to her for support. She will take good care of you. Are you happy?"

Master Ji is not happy.

He somewhat suspected that this silly Baitian wanted to use him to pick up girls-for example, to give him away, and then ask girls out in his name.

Except for "returning to the city" to be reluctant to accept, he is not happy to always see this schizophrenia who does not know when to switch personality.

Zhou Li didn't know what he was thinking, so he bought a small plastic windmill for two yuan halfway and went home with Uncle Dog.

He took a shower by himself, then wiped the dog's fur, removed the battery from the sunflower, put it in the box with the pocket flower, and fixed the small windmill on the box with transparent glue, which was satisfied. Take the uncle dog back to the nest.

One person and one dog took a nap.

The wind from outside the window blew in, and the windmill turned gently, as if guarding a summer afternoon with watermelon and fruit soda in the depths of memory.

Ji Shaoyan's ears moved slightly and he fell asleep.

He slept until the evening. When he opened his eyes, he saw these three things smiling at him. He stood up helplessly, moved his limbs briefly, and saw that Zhou Li happened to woke up too, he was woken up by the phone.

Qian Duoshu called.

He remembered that there was a market today, and didn't want to take the crowded road. He planned to come in through another door of the community, and told Zhou Li to buy some food. There was no more food at home.

Zhou Li had a short mouth, hung up the phone, and went downstairs again holding the dog.

The market was still lively, but he was not interested in going around this time, so he went straight to the fruit and vegetable area, paused when passing by a stall, and went back.

He had visited all the time before, and he didn't remember this stall. It should be a newcomer.

I saw that the stall was simply spreading a piece of cloth on the ground with three kinds of vegetables, a small pile of each, while the stall owner was nestled on a pony sack, each wearing a cap and sunglasses, sitting like a quail. Count, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, especially eye-catching.

Zhou Li: "..."

Shaoyan Ji: "..."

Zhou Li laughed out loud, suddenly felt that these little brothers of the original owner are talents.

He thought that if cold water was splashed in the morning, they would most likely be depressed for a while, but the second man had a lot of fun and did not know how they discussed it. He actually completed the process from "making big money and doing big things" to "swinging big money" in just one afternoon. The brutal transformation of selling side dishes at street stalls.

He tried to hold back a smile and asked, "How do you sell this dish?"

The second forced the teenagers to remain silent, shrinking subconsciously, lowering their heads and continuing to pretend to be quail.

Zhou Li said, "Why don't you do business anymore?"

The quails held back for a few seconds, and the leader slowly stretched out two fingers.

Zhou Li said, "Two yuan per catty?"

The quails nodded neatly.

Zhou Li said, "Sure, this will give me two catties."

The headed one slowly nudged forward, picked up a little dish, turned around, and froze.

The other six quails blinked and froze with him. One of them couldn't hold back, and slapped his thigh suddenly: "Slot, we don't have a scale!"

Zhou Li: "..."

Shaoyan Ji: "..."

The author has something to say: Ji Shaoyan: It is worthy to be a stupid person, one by one.