"Oh, just a simple meal, order whatever you want." Wangshu said. She didn't have much of an appetite, so she slowly drank the soup with a spoon. Qin Xiuyuan used the serving chopsticks to pick up several dishes for her: chicken thigh, stir-fried beef, fried egg...

"Xiuyuan, eat by yourself. You've lost a lot of weight in the past few months." After talking to her son-in-law, Ji's mother greeted the guests, "Teacher Xie, Teacher Lan, please pick up your chopsticks more often and don't be so restrained."

Father Ji had a trick up his sleeve. "If you two don't eat, and my son-in-law doesn't serve you any food, I'm going to shamelessly take it from you!"

As Ji's father said this, he really picked up a chicken wing. Ji Lao Er quickly covered the mouth of his bowl and exposed him on the spot: "Dad is making a feint to the east and attacking in the west again!"

Father Ji, who had failed to succeed, was quick-witted and turned his chopsticks. Qin Xiuyuan quickly handed over the bowl and teased his sister-in-law, "Le Le, you think too much."

The family talked, laughed, and had fun.

But the kids never talk while eating. They can only finish talking if there is nothing in their mouths. They have to eat a full meal at noon. In the afternoon, one practices dancing and the other practices martial arts. The two little guys' faces are almost broken from laughing. Rice grains fall out of their mouths from time to time. They eat the food their father picks for them with grunts.

"Chew it until it's soft." Wangshu said as he ate. Yun Xiao, who confessed his guilt without being named, straightened his back and continued to chew hard.

After dinner, the two little guys pushed their younger brother and sister over to play, accompanied by their father and mother.

Qin Xiuyuan and the two teachers learned about their children's recent academic performance. Wangshu and Wangle have deep feelings for Wangcai. Wangcai has had eye mucus these days, so the two sisters wet a handkerchief to wipe his tears and combed his hair with a comb.

The pair of eyes that had been looking at Wangshu for more than ten years were still looking at her quietly, and its body was lying next to her skirt. However, its breathing had become more and more difficult since lunch today, and tears were constantly flowing from its eyes. Wangcai was a top-notch and understanding creature, and his eyes were full of reluctance to say goodbye, and his body was still gently rubbing against the trailing green skirt.

"Sister!" Lele was a little scared. Wangshu wiped away his tears and stroked Wangcai's head again and again. "Good dog! Wangcai is so good! Good dog!"

He told Xiaoqing, "Add some ice cubes to the water and bring it over."

The maid at the door immediately walked out and quickly brought a bowl of ice water. Wangshu poured it into Wangcai's water basin and brought it close to its mouth. It licked it with its tongue, drank a few sips, and then stopped.

After a while, she drank a few more sips and her breathing became slower and slower. She looked outside and wanted to stand up and go out, but she didn't have the strength. Xiaoqing pointed to the side and then to the back of the house, and made a hoeing gesture with two fingers. The maid ran out.

Wangshu petted the dog, his eyes gradually turning red, and he kept praising the dog, "Wangcai, what a good dog!"

This was the gift she chose for herself the first year she came here.

Wangcai stayed with her for nineteen years.

At the door of the dance studio, Qin Xiuyuan was holding his little daughter with a smile on his face. While listening to Xie Xin talking about the newly added math class, he watched his eldest son and daughter start stretching their muscles. Tang Bo said a few words to the maid, then stopped at the door. With the tacit understanding of a father and son, Qin Xiuyuan walked towards him holding his little daughter.

"Wangcai is about to die of old age, and Madam is planning to bury him under the willow tree in the backyard."

So soon? Qin Xiuyuan carried his daughter out to hand her over to his mother-in-law. Tang Bo said that the master had something urgent to do, so he took Yun Xiao away to the martial arts room and closed the door of the dance room. Xie Xin tactfully said goodbye.

Back in the main hall, the two sisters knelt on the ground. Old Wangcai was breathing more than breathing in. Seeing him coming, he turned his head to look at him, looking at his master who had accompanied him in battle for many years. Qin Xiuyuan touched him and said, "Good dog, Wangcai!"

The two sisters cried silently, one competing with the other. Wangshu sniffed and pointed, "You hold it..." As she spoke, snot came out again, and she sucked it back hard.

Qin Xiuyuan picked up Wangcai and went to the willow tree in the backyard. This was Wangcai's favorite place to stand guard and cool off. He had already dug a one-meter-deep rectangular pit. Wangcai looked at it and then raised his hand with difficulty. Wangshu reached out and held the dog's paw that was about to fall down weakly. "Good dog!"

This pair of dog's paws has been to a wide world, with glorious military exploits, having felt the winds from afar, and having endured the bitterness of danger. Now, its life has come to an end.

Birth, old age, sickness and death are about to come to an end.

Soon his eyes stopped moving, and were fixed on the last moment of looking at her. He came when she had nothing, and left when she died of old age in the golden autumn harvest.

Wangcai's life is over.

Ji's mother, who was accompanying the two children, was distraught upon hearing the news. Unexpectedly, Wangcai had died of old age in just a few days. Even humans are not plants or trees, and they are not heartless. Wangcai was still a puppy at home. When her daughter recovered from a serious illness, she was at the peak of her temper. Everything was her playmate. When she teased her with daily instructions, she found him to be very smart and understanding. Not long after, she gave him to her son-in-law, who was still her fiancé.

As expected, he made great contributions on the battlefield. He also worked hard and brought back a beautiful female dog from thousands of miles away. After training her, her descendants were able to serve as guard dogs and search dogs from generation to generation. Wangcai has been working hard for more than ten years.

Until it could no longer run, it had a few years of good food and drink. Wangcai stuck to Shushu, and Lele really liked to tease Wangcai... Thinking about the lifespan of a dog that is almost twenty years old is amazing. Birth, old age, sickness and death are the same for humans and animals.

The two sisters didn't eat dinner. Lele hid in her room and cried. Wangshu didn't cry for long. She felt uncomfortable with a stuffy nose, dizziness and lightheadedness, and soon her whole body was hot at night.

Zhuzhu came over to take the pulse and said: evil wind has entered the body. Patients have no secrets in front of doctors.

The bitter aroma of the thick medicinal soup beside the bed filled the room. Qin Xiuyuan helped the man up to feed him medicine, but Wangshu pushed him. The breath from his nostrils was hot, and his whole body was flushed red. His strength was no different from Xiao Si's.

"Shushu, I'm going to Sanguan City in a few days."

Qin Xiuyuan stared at her thoughtfully, he was very serious.

If you want to go, go. Wangshu closed his eyes and rubbed his head, "Yeah."

"How can I go when you are sick? Be good and drink this bowl of medicine." Qin Xiuyuan lowered his eyes to coax her. His eyelashes were very long, and he looked a bit melancholy and handsome from this angle. Wangshu had this expression on his face before.

The man was upset. How proud he was last night was how much he regretted it now. It was really unthinkable to pull someone while they were soaking wet!

If you want to go, go ahead. There's no way I'm going to drink the medicine. Wangshu rolled over and lay inward, breathing heavily through his mouth.

Xiaoqing brought ice cubes and an ice water bag. Wangshu put an ice cube in his mouth and put the ice water bag directly on his face to cover his eyes.

Qin Xiuyuan, who was using his eyes to exert pressure and beauty, said: "...I'm old. It's useless."

She had it soaked in medicine jars, and she couldn't force the patient to drink it if he didn't want to. What if it brought back painful memories of the illness over the past ten years? It would be a waste of time to throw the jar away.

He wrung out a cold towel and wiped his face and back, thinking it would feel cooler, and then he would move closer to you.

He started kissing.

Wangshu snorted, "Don't, it's contagious."

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