Wang Jian was puzzled as to why he had never heard of a dog with a name like White Mastiff.
The only dog he had ever heard of with a mastiff seemed to be the Tibetan Mastiff.
A glint flashed in the big white dog's eyes, and he raised his head and stared closely at Wang Jian's grandfather.
It seemed that he also wanted to know his origins.
"What kind of dog is that white mastiff?"
Wang Jian's father asked.
Wang Jian's grandfather put down the rolling pin in his hand, and said with memories on his face: "That was when I was in my twenties.
At that time, I went to the Northeast to work.
At that time, I was doing forestry in the mountains.
I saw this kind of dog once in the mountains and forests.
The locals said that this kind of dog is called white mastiff.
It is a large dog.
However, this kind of dog is very rare and likes to live alone.
It is very rare to see it once a year.
Later I heard it was extinct.”
Wang Dahai nodded: "I met it on the road before while driving.
There were woods on the roadside, and it suddenly jumped out."
"This is strange.
I remember that white mastiffs don't seem to like contact with humans."
Wang Jian's grandfather said.
Dabai stood up at this time, shook his big tail, sniffed the ground, then lay down on the ground again, closed his eyes and took a nap.
"Whatever it is, it's a white mastiff.
Let's keep it first."
Wang Dahai said with a smile.
Wang Jian was startled, and then nodded.
Yes, Dabai was originally a spirit body.
When he remembered it, he didn't seem to know how it was formed.
Maybe someone else had painted a portrait of a white mastiff or a photo of a white mastiff.
Over time, spirituality developed, and that's why Dabai, a spirit with extremely high IQ in the form of a dog, was born.
Grandma Wang Jian handed the drink to Wang Jian and said: "Take it and drink."
After saying that, she looked at her son Wang Dahai and said: "When will you and A Jian go back?"
"We are going back in the afternoon."
Wang Dahai said.
Grandma Wang Jian was startled and said, "Why don't you spend the night here?"
"No, Ajian has something to do when he goes back tomorrow, and I also have to go to work."
Wang Dahai explained.
"Well, then you can go back in the evening.
I'm wrapping these dumplings for you to eat in the evening.
I killed an old hen and some other dishes at noon."
"Hey, Mom, we are all members of the family.
What are you doing with so many vegetables?"
Wang Dahai said, "It's like this.
Then I'll eat dumplings and go back in the evening.
I have a car anyway.
Ajian, please say okay."
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Wang Jian nodded without saying haha.
He was stroking Dabai's head.
Dabai raised his head and glared at Wang Jian.
The meaning was very clear, don't touch me.
A hint of joking flashed across Wang Jian's face, and he kept pulling Dabai's beard and tugging at Dabai's ears.
Dabai closed his eyes in anger and simply ignored Wang Jian.
"Mom, I just returned to the village and saw Wang Dayong quarreling with his younger brother.
From a distance, I saw that Wang Dayong was about to beat his younger brother, but the villagers stopped him."
Wang Dahai said doubtfully.
Grandma Wang Jian said with a solemn face: "Let me tell you, this matter is a long story."
"Then you can keep your story short."
Grandpa Wang Jian joked.
Grandma Wang Jian glared at her old man and whispered: "Because that Wang Dayong's house is haunted."
Wang Jian suddenly pricked up his ears and listened carefully.
Dabai also twitched his big ears and listened carefully.
Wang Dahai wrapped the dumplings and said, "How do you say this?"
"Wang Dayong's wife fell into a well while fetching water in her yard a month ago.
She was found dead when she was fished out.
Wang Dagui had to arrange her funeral, but guess what?"
"What's wrong?
Is the corpse resurrected?"
Wang Dahai said with a smile.
"On the night of the first seven days, the ghost of Wang Dayong's wife came back and walked around the village that night.
She cried so hard that it was heartbreaking.
Almost everyone in the village knew about it, and soon this incident The story spread, and now the adults in the village dare not let their children go out at night for fear of being captured by the ghost of Mrs.
Wang Dagui. " "And you heard this correctly, right?"
Wang Dahai couldn't believe it.
In broad daylight, he could feel a layer of cold sweat breaking out on his body.
"You heard that right, I was also woken up that night."
Grandpa Wang Jian said.
Wang Jian felt a chill run down his spine, and all the hairs on his body stood up.
He glanced at Dabai, who said in a low voice, "That woman must still be there."
Wang Jian nodded without saying anything.
He stood up, walked to the table, opened his backpack, took out a whipping ruler and stuffed it into his pocket, and said, "I'm going to go out for a walk first."
"Pay attention to your safety."
Grandma Wang Jian said.
"Yeah."
Wang Jian said and ran outside.
Dabai stood up, wagging his tail, and followed Wang Jian closely.
Looking at Wang Jian's back, Wang Dahai smiled and said: "Ajian will be promoted to the third grade of junior high school in the second half of this year."
"How are your grades now?"
"He has always been very good.
I never care about his studies.
He learns while playing, and his grades are always among the top in the whole grade."
A trace of pride flashed on Wang Dahai's face.
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"Well, Ajian is smart, much smarter than your brother's child."
Grandpa Wang Jian has two sons and one daughter, but they don't live in the countryside.
Only the old couple has always lived in the countryside.
"What are you talking about?
This is your grandson, so you can't be partial."
Wang Jian's grandmother said.
By a pond behind Tianjiagang Village, a middle-aged man squatted there motionless.
The man was Wang Eryong, who had quarreled with his brother at the entrance of the village.
"Haha, I must kill you.
It was you who killed Su Xiang, otherwise she would not have died.
Su Xiang is mine, she is not your woman."
Wang Eryong roared, his face full of coldness.
Looking at his own reflection on the water, he couldn't help laughing wildly: "Wang Eryong, Wang Eryong, you big fool, you can't even think of yourself."
What are you doing living if you can't protect your own woman?
You might as well die."
As he said that, he picked up a big stone and threw it into the water.
Suddenly, the water in the pond splashed on his pants, and he stamped his feet.
He cursed: "I must die, I must kill you, I don't care if you are my brother or not."
At this time, Wang Eryong's reflection in the pond changed, and his figure slowly turned into a middle-aged woman wearing a floral shirt.
The woman's face was pale blue, and her eyes were so lifeless.
Looking at Wang Eryong, Wang Eryong didn't notice this scene.
He turned around and started walking towards the village.
At this moment, there was a splash on the water, and a woman's figure emerged from the water.
She stretched out her pale arms and pulled towards Wang Eryong.
When Wang Eryong heard the sound of water behind him, he turned his head in confusion.
School has started, and the whole day is filled with classes
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