Chapter 886: Hiromi on a Snowy Night

Although the Pomeranian brought by the grandmother is three or four months old, it is thin and small, and has no energy. Even its hair is a little listless. It does not look as lively and cute as the younger Pomeranian in the pet store.

It is pure white all over, but there are half circles of light brown tear stains under the eyes, as if it has two bags under the eyes, and its nose is not black like the Pomeranian in the store, but dark brown.

But having said that, this Pomeranian is very good. After entering the store, I saw a lot of other dogs, neither barking nor running, but lying quietly at the feet of the old lady, blinking and looking around—— On the other hand, it's a little too quiet, quietly dead.

Seeing a new partner, the miniature poodle walked over cheerfully, walked around the Pomeranian, sniffed its buttocks, and barked softly, with a spirited voice, as if inviting the other party Play together, even though the other is bigger than it is.

When Bomei heard the barking, she tilted her head to look at the miniature poodle, and then at the old lady, but she didn't stand up.

Most of the dogs in the store are locked in display cabinets. It is rare for a miniature poodle to have a playmate who is similar in age and size to him.

The old lady made it clear what she came here and wanted to ask about this Pomeranian, which made everyone turn their attention to it.

Although it was still early at this time, there were already two or three customers in the store. They may not be real customers, but they came to take a photo with Fei Max when there was no one in the early morning.

One of the young male customers took a look at this Pomeranian and immediately said, "Is this a skewer? Why is it still brown under the eyes? Where did you buy it, grandma? You must have been scammed by a profiteer?"

As he said that, he looked at the Pomeranian in Zhang Zian's store again, "I definitely didn't buy it from here, the Pomeranians here are all sports blogs, tsk, it's the Hadori-type sports blog!"

Occasionally, there are customers who know more about pets like this. Zhang Zian didn't think it was different, but Chu Manhua interjected curiously: "What is a ball blog?"

"The ball blog is a spherical Pomeranian, and Hadoli's ball blog is the best among them." The male customer talked endlessly: "I have heard that the pets in this pet store are guaranteed. Today, I saw it. So - you know, other stores are selling a mix of golf balls and ordinary Bomei, and of course the price is the same killing price..."

He took another look at the Pomeranian brought by the old grandma, and said, "Although this Pomeranian looks pretty bally, what the hell is that brown eye circle? It must have been with some other dog? Grandma, please don't eat it." What a dumb loss! Where did you buy it from? Quickly find where to return it! If the profiteer who sold you the dog refuses to return it, I will teach you a way. You just lie on the ground, and if you can’t survive, the other party will promise to refund you the money... ..."

Chu Manhua and Lu Yiyun looked at each other in dismay. Although what this person said seemed to make sense, his actions seemed a bit inappropriate... Isn't this encouraging social unhealthy trends and encouraging old women to rely on their elders?

Zhang Zian said what kind of idea was this, even if he was cheated by a profiteer, he could go to the Consumers' Association to complain, no matter how the Consumers' Association thought of other ways, how could they come up and play tricks?

Wang Gan nodded frequently and smiled appreciatively.

Unexpectedly, the old lady listened, with a gentle smile full of wrinkles on her face, she waved her hand and said, "No, no, I'm not cheated. Although I'm old, I'm still not confused.

It's not so easy to deceive... I didn't buy this dog, I picked it up. "

"What?"

Everyone was stunned, thinking that they couldn't see it, this old lady is so old, she is still strong, and she is a high-end female hunter of the Beastmaster line, even this can be picked?

Zhang Zian quickly realized and asked, "Old man, did you pick it up during the Chinese New Year?"

"Yes! It's the New Year's Eve!" The old woman laughed.

Then, she told how she picked up this Pomeranian.

That happened a week or so before New Years Eve.

One night, the grandmother went out to pick up mineral water bottles as usual, and sold them for money after picking up too many.

What many people don’t know is that even picking up mineral water bottles is divided into territories. If you go there late, you won’t even be able to pick up empty bottles, and you may even quarrel with other old people who are picking up bottles.

The old lady has been picking up bottles for more than ten years, and she has found a route that few others pick up. Although it is relatively remote, and there are no popular places such as movie theaters or parks on the road, the advantage is that it is relatively leisurely, and there is no competition from other people, so you can pick it up slowly. , You can count as much as you can pick up.

I was lucky on this day, probably because the Chinese New Year was approaching, there were a lot more mineral water bottles and other beverage bottles than usual. She quickly picked up a full sack and carried it in the direction of home contentedly.

The sound of fireworks and firecrackers can be heard in the distant suburban counties. She is very happy with the city government's decision to ban fireworks and firecrackers in the urban area, because more than ten years ago, she was once released by children when she was picking up bottles during the Chinese New Year. Fireworks and firecrackers burned several holes in the new clothes, and I felt distressed for a whole month. After the gun ban, even picking up bottles is much safer.

As she was walking, she suddenly heard a rustling sound on the side of the road.

It was dark at that time, the street lights in that area were flickering, and her eyesight was not good. At first, she thought it was a big rat, and tried to beat it away with a cane.

But when she took a closer look, there was a mass of white stuff wriggling in the snow nest in the corner, not like a big mouse, because big mice are all gray or black.

So, she tried to lightly pestle the white thing with a crutch, and a small furry animal came out of the snow nest. It turned out to be a puppy.

The grandma didn't know the breed of this dog, she just thought it was very cute, and looked at her pitifully with two big round eyes.

"Oh, it's such a cold day, where did the puppy come from?" She muttered to herself.

At that time, it was freezing cold, and the northwest wind was blowing painfully. This little dog was only a little bit big, and was shivering from the cold.

"Whose dog? Whose dog ran out? Whose dog was lost? Who lost a white puppy?"

She thought the dog was cute, and it was probably a lost dog from someone else's house, so she shouted.

This road is relatively remote, it's late, and it's almost Chinese New Year. There are very few people going out to hang out on this road. Looking around, there is almost no one around, and no one responds to her.

As night fell, the wind became colder and colder, and the puppy would freeze to death in a short time. ...

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