Uncle Guo rushed over, squatted down, and picked up Xiaosi who was covered in blood from under the car. Blood mixed with foam came out of the dog's mouth, and his body was completely deflated. He looked like he was dying, but the dog's mouth was still tight.
Holding a pack of cigarettes and a piece of ham in his mouth, he stared at Uncle Guo as if he was begging for something.
Uncle Guo hurriedly carried Xiaosi back to the car repair stall and put him in the den. The four puppies howled and squeezed over to grab the nipples, but they didn't know that their mother was about to leave them forever.
Xiao Si looked at her children kindly and then at Uncle Guo, who stuck out his tongue and gave a feeble ****. He finally closed his eyes with his hands.
"It's your dog who is repairing the car. He jaywalked on the road and caused our car to hit a tree. What do you think we should do?" There was an arrogant shout from behind. Two well-dressed women stood next to the car repair stall.
The older one is the driver, the younger one is the driver. The older one is clearly the mother. She is in her forties. She wears permed and curled eye shadow and it looks like she is not a kind person.
Uncle Guo gently caressed Xiaosi's head and looked at the puppies who were waiting for food. There were no tears on his weathered face, but the indescribable expression of pain was even more heart-wrenching than the tears. The old man had no children.
Living with this picked-up stray dog, Xiao Si, although he is just a grass dog, is very popular among the people. The residents in this area like him. It is difficult to see how the old man who lost Xiao Si will spend the Mid-Autumn Festival.
The residents who were sitting around, playing cards and chatting, all came up to accuse the two women driving the BMW, saying that they were driving too rough and didn't even look at the road. They ran over someone's dog and were still unreasonable. It was outrageous.
The two women immediately got into a fight. The old one stared and scolded the young man on the street. He took his mobile phone and called this and that one, looking confident. Uncle Guo put the young lady away and stood up and said, "Don't quarrel. I'll apologize."
"Can you afford to pay for it? This is a BMW! I can't even afford to tear your old bones apart!" The shrew's words aroused the anger of everyone, and they surrounded you and said accusingly.
This alley is a one-way street. It's not right for you to drive a car so fast. It kills someone's dog and breaks a tree. Instead of apologizing, the evil person files a complaint first. Is it so unreasonable?
The two shrews were still quarreling. Not long after, their reinforcements arrived, and it was a middle-aged man who heard his wife and daughter briefly explain the situation. Without saying a word, he took out the steering wheel lock from the BMW and rushed forward aggressively and shouted:
“I don’t believe it today that I damaged my car and I don’t want to pay for it!”
There was a loud bang. Everyone turned around and saw a black Mercedes-Benz with its rear end pressed against the front and side of the BMW. The BMW's front had been deformed, so I'm afraid the motive was not much better. The sinister Mercedes-Benz was reversed and hit itself.
Except for the broken taillight and bumper, nothing serious happened.
The middle-aged man was furious, but he didn't dare to yell at him. He was driving an imported Mercedes-Benz, which could probably hold up against his own Brilliance BMW. He bullied the old man who repaired the car. He was so powerful that he couldn't help but feel short of breath when facing a Mercedes-Benz.
Liu Ziguang got out of the Mercedes-Benz and yelled: "How did you park this car? Do you know how to drive? Do you have a driver's license?"
The BMW family was stunned that such an unreasonable person deliberately hit someone else's car and even complained first. The middle-aged man couldn't help shouting: "Why did you hit my car!"
Liu Ziguang said: "What's wrong with hitting you? I'm so happy that I can break the BMW. How much will I pay you?"
The middle-aged man was suppressed by Liu Ziguang's arrogance and said, "Fifty thousand! Can you afford to pay?"
Liu Ziguang opened the car door on the spot, took out a snakeskin bag, counted five bundles of banknotes from it and threw them over the front of the deformed BMW. The huge bundle of 100,000 banknotes hit the front of the BMW with a heavy clang on the front of the car.
"You're cruel!" The middle-aged man was about to get the money but was stopped by Liu Ziguang: "Wait a minute, I'll pay for your car. Now it's time to talk about the dog. How are you going to compensate my dog if you run over it?"
"Isn't he just a loser? Three cents is not worth two cents, what do you think?" the middle-aged man said with disdain.
"Hmph, it's not up to you whether it's a grass dog or not. This dog's vaccinations alone are worth your monthly income. It's an authentic guide dog imported from the United States. It has a pure pedigree and has won a grand prize. It has a pedigree certificate, a training certificate, and an award certificate. It's all there for you."
I can’t even afford to sell a broken BMW.”
The BMW family looked at each other in confusion, knowing that they had met a scoundrel today. They looked around and saw that some young people with cold eyebrows carrying billiard sticks had gathered around and stared at them fiercely. They looked like they would attack anyone if they disagreed. The BMW man, who has always bullied others, understood.
This old man who repaired cars was not a good man. It was better for a good man not to suffer the loss before him and to admit he was a coward than to be beaten violently.
"Forget it, I'll pay you the money and I won't take it anymore. Let's each give in during the Qing Dynasty." The middle-aged man put forward his own suggestion.
Liu Ziguang said with a straight face: "Why!"
At this time, the police car from the police station finally arrived. Lao Wang brought two auxiliary police officers to mediate. After talking for a long time, they finally came to a result that both parties reluctantly accepted. The BMW owner compensated Uncle Guo for two thousand yuan and also compensated the corresponding amount of the unit where the tree was located. As for the loss of the vehicle,
Then figure out a way to deal with it yourself.
Looking at the brand new BMW with a large piece of flat front and a leaky water tank, the middle-aged man was heartbroken that he was hit by a car before buying insurance. BMWs are expensive to buy and not cheap to repair.
The tow truck from the 4S shop came and towed the BMW away. The crowd of onlookers dispersed. Liu Ziguang walked to Uncle Guo's stall with two thousand yuan and said, "It's my fault. If I didn't let Xiaosi go buy cigarettes, nothing would happen. I'm sorry."
Already."
Uncle Guo said: "Xiaoguang doesn't blame you for the inevitable traffic accident. He only suffers from these four puppies. If you can, take one of them and take him away."
Liu Ziguang said: "Well, you always keep one as a companion and I will take three of them away and keep them safe so that they can find a good home."
Uncle Guo nodded, looked at Xiaosi who was already cold and sighed softly.
Liu Ziguang quietly put down the two thousand yuan, picked three puppies, turned around and left.
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When the three puppies were brought home, my mother immediately got angry and said that the house was already messy enough. How could we take care of them if we bring in three more dogs? Liu Ziguang chuckled and said, "Let them go for now. I'll figure it out myself."
Although my mother objected, she still went to the shop at the door to buy a pack of milk powder and came back to give it to the puppies. She looked at the three puppies and wondered, "Aren't these the pups of the bitch that Old Guo Tou raised?"
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Liu Ziguang said: "Yes, the bitch was run over by a car just now. I thought the puppy was pitiful, so I picked it up first and then found a good home to send it out to."
The mother sighed: "People are pitiful, and dogs are pitiful as well." She filled the milk in a small dish and looked kindly at the three puppies sucking clumsily.
Liu Ziguang asked: "Do you know the story of Uncle Ma Guo?"
My mother said disapprovingly: "What's his story? He moved here just after you were born. He seems to be a little disabled and can't find a partner. He has no relatives and has been here for 20 or 30 years."
"Then what did he do before?" Liu Ziguang broke the casserole and asked.
"Lao Guo, he's a good craftsman. He's a turner and a fitter. He's better at everything than the old masters in our factory. He may have been a mechanic in some factory before." Dad said to the side.
It seems that Uncle Guo is really a mysterious person. Liu Ziguang thought to himself while stroking the puppy.
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The next day is the Mid-Autumn Festival. Now people's living standards have improved. People eat in restaurants during the festival. Restaurants of all sizes are fully booked. Those who don't go to restaurants also prepare chicken, duck and fish for a feast at home. The whole family reunites.
Eat mooncakes and enjoy the full moon to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival.
At six o'clock in the afternoon, everyone who went to work had returned. The courtyard was filled with the smell of cooking and the sounds of warm greetings. Every household was preparing for a reunion dinner. Liu Ziguang and his family were all dressed up and ready to go out for dinner.
"Sister-in-law Liu, why don't you eat at home this year?" the neighbors asked.
"Well, we've booked a hotel outside. I could just do whatever I wanted at home. Let's waste the child's attention as much as possible." Mom and Dad said proudly.
As he was walking out, Liu Ziguang suddenly noticed that the house in the most remote part of the courtyard seemed deserted and motionless, with only a solitary lamp.
"Hey, Lao Wen is back for the holidays too. I don't know how the father and daughter will eat." Mom said with emotion and then tugged on Dad's sleeves: "Why don't we bring them with us."
Dad asked Liu Ziguang: "How big is the private room you booked? Can it accommodate two more people?"
Liu Ziguang understood and said: "No problem, more than a dozen people can sit down."
So the family walked into Lao Wen's house. It was a room even smaller than Liu Ziguang's house. It was cold and damp. The cramped space was filled with old furniture. The two beds were separated by a cloth curtain. What was eye-catching was the room.
There are some musical instruments inside. It seems that the owner is a music lover.
Lying on the big bed was a skinny middle-aged man with gray hair and sunken eye sockets, but his sharp edges could still be seen. When he was young, he was definitely a handsome guy. When he saw someone coming in, he quickly greeted him: "Xiaoxue has a guest."
"Hey." The curtain opened and Xiaoxue came out of the pot house and timidly said, "Hello, grandma, grandma, and uncle."
Mom patted Xiaoxue's head lovingly and said, "This child is so sensible that he took his father home for the holidays. Seeing as you haven't prepared any food, why don't you go to a restaurant with us to eat."
"No, grandma, I'm going to prepare the dishes." Xiaoxue said shyly.
Mom didn't believe it when she got into the pot house and saw two eggs, three cucumbers, a few green onions and a small piece of pork on the chopping board. The iron pot was cold on the gas stove, and the oil bottle next to it was empty.
"How can we eat here? How can we go to a restaurant with grandma during the Mid-Autumn Festival?" Mom couldn't help but grabbed Xiaoxue. Dad also went over and persuaded: "Xiao Wen, let's go. He's a colleague and a neighbor. Why are you seeing someone outside?"
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The handsome middle-aged man sat up and said in a very weak voice: "Master Liu, I'm not being polite, but I've caused you too much trouble. How can you be so embarrassed during this big holiday?"
Xiaoxue also said: "Grandpa and grandma, we really don't want to go."
Liu Ziguang said **: "There are only three of us in our family and we are worried that it is not lively enough. Why don't I even hire Uncle Guo, who repairs the car, so don't be polite."
Unable to bear the kindness of the Liu family, Old Wen finally nodded: "Okay, I'll change my clothes."
After a while, Lao Wen changed his clothes and walked out with the support of his daughter. He wore trousers and a white shirt. He was dressed simply, but he looked like Yushu Linfeng. If it weren't for his sallow face and sunken eye sockets, he would definitely be a middle-aged handsome guy.
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Xiaoxue wore a Jiangbei No. 1 Middle School uniform and stood timidly behind her father like a little white rabbit. But when she saw the three puppies in Liu Ziguang's hand, the girl's eyes immediately lit up.