miss me

Bai Qingzhou's expression was flat, and there was no more emotion in his tone.

He was not angry or asked rhetorically, but a serious tone of asking for advice, which made people puzzled.

Xia Xinghe didn't know what he meant, whether he really didn't know how to express it, or whether he was ironically saying that his idea was a fantasy, and he was not that good at communicating with animals. Although he liked it, he had never raised it himself. But since Bai Qingzhou asked, he had to prove it to him.

Xia Xinghe took a deep breath, hugged Zhuzhu's fluffy head with both hands, and let it look at him.

"Good bamboo, listen to me..."

Xia Xinghe talked earnestly for several minutes, then looked at Zhuzi expectantly: "Let's take a look?"

Zhuzi blinked puzzledly, and stretched out his tongue to lick Xia Xinghe's side face affectionately, the wet touch remained on the skin, Zhuzi smiled happily, and then rubbed his head against Xia Xinghe's body, but it was obviously not understand what he means.

Xia Xinghe: "..."

After all, it was wrong.

Xia Xinghe sighed helplessly, and when he raised his eyes, he happened to see the corners of Bai Qingzhou's lips slightly raised, looking at him leisurely.

The half-smile expression was like a silent mockery, which immediately aroused Xia Xinghe's unyielding arrogance: "Don't laugh! I just haven't found the right method yet, but communication is absolutely necessary!"

"Well," Bai Qingzhou didn't refute, and even nodded calmly, saying, "I believe it."

He asked Xia Xinghe: "Do I need to give you some more time? Is a week enough?"

This was simply provocative, Xia Xinghe replied without thinking: "Of course it is enough! I will definitely make the bamboo heal!" He firmly accepted this matter.

Looking into his bright eyes, Bai Qingzhou lowered his eyes and smiled lightly, and said, "Okay."

Bai Qingzhou's rehabilitation method had no effect on the bamboo, and he couldn't keep an eye on it in real time, so he handed over the bamboo's rehabilitation task to Xia Xinghe.And Xia Xinghe really cared about this matter, every day besides writing, he would come to accompany Zhuzi and help it recover.

It's just that sometimes you can't get what you want. Xia Xinghe checked various information and tried various methods, such as lure with snacks, gentle training, and even severe reprimands, but none of them worked.Bamboo is simply a model of softness and hardness, and it is unwilling to put down its sloped feet no matter what.

But if you want to say that it is disobedient, it is very obedient. Every time it sees Xia Xinghe's unhappy expression, it will limp and pounce on him to lick his palm, come to play with him, and make Xia Xinghe angry and angry. Can't get up.

Three days passed in a blink of an eye, but Zhuzi's training plan was not implemented for a day. This helpless situation lasted for another two days until Thursday night. Xia Xinghe, who was still failing, returned home exhausted. Just as he was about to sit down, he suddenly Received a call from the aunt at the aid station.

During this time, Xia Xinghe still went to help out at the relief station every weekend, so every Thursday, his aunt would call to ask about his plans.

"Xiao Xia," the auntie asked him with a smile when he got on the phone, "Are you coming this weekend?"

Hearing his aunt's kind voice, Xia Xinghe seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw.

Uncles and aunts have been in contact with cats and dogs all their lives, maybe there will be a good way.

"It's the same old time," Xia Xinghe replied with a smile, hesitating for a moment, and then tentatively said, "Aunt Zhang..."

"What's wrong? Are you worried?"

Auntie is a warm-hearted person. Hearing Xia Xinghe's tone, she immediately became concerned, "What can I tell Auntie?"

"Actually, it's nothing, it's just that I recently..."

Xia Xinghe was silent for a while, and finally decided to tell Aunt Zhang about the bamboo.

He didn't mention the difference of opinion between himself and Bai Qingzhou, he only said that he wanted to help the bamboo recover so that it could run and jump normally again, but as soon as he finished speaking, the aunt said: "Then you have to talk to Gouzi Speak well, let it understand, and only when you understand yourself can it cooperate with you."

Xia Xinghe was startled: "Can dogs understand human speech?"

Auntie laughed loudly: "Of course I can, but it's not the kind of understanding you imagined."

"Don't look at these little animals who are usually ignorant. In fact, they are very smart. They can't understand your words, but they can feel your emotions. They can feel you when you are happy or sad."

Xia Xinghe asked: "Then why doesn't it understand what I want it to do?"

"Don't worry, I haven't finished yet,"

Auntie smiled and said slowly, "The way to express emotions is different, and it's different for each person, not to mention the cross-species communication between humans and animals."

"After all, a dog is an animal with a relatively straight mind, so you must express your attitude frankly, praise when you do something right, and scold you when you do something wrong, and you must do it in time. When it limps in front of you, you feel distressed Touching its head gently makes it feel like it pleases you; it stands in front of you, and you let it run away with a straight face, it thinks you don’t like the action of running, isn’t this just right for your purpose? Is it the opposite?"

"You have to express it to it, but you have to use a way it can accept. Sometimes you think you understand it, but you don't pass it on to him. This is the reason for communicating with anyone. Just say me and your uncle, don't be afraid You are joking, we have been arguing for most of our lives before, and later we found out that we express our liking differently. He is a dull gourd, and he likes to keep his head silent, but I like to express it in clear words; of course, I also do it The bad thing is that I like to get sulky, keep all my dissatisfaction in my heart and then burst out..."

The aunt was enthusiastic, and she couldn't stop her chatterbox once she opened it. The topic drifted off without knowing it, and she babbled a lot of stories about her and her uncle when they were young.Xia Xinghe seemed to understand the love part, but luckily he managed to find the problem of the bamboo training before.

He was indeed like what his aunt said, when he saw the lame bamboo, his heart softened and comforted him, and when he wanted to tell it to run, he severely reprimanded it. to his favor.

Xia Xinghe thanked his aunt earnestly, and when he went to help Zhuzi recover the next day, he adopted a brand new method.

When the bamboo is limping, he will make a sad and sad look, and when the legs are put down, he will give snacks and praise immediately. Reason it out, he knows it doesn't understand, but you have to convey your emotions through your tone of voice.

Time passed unknowingly, Xia Xinghe came here at noon, the sun was just right at that time, and it was warm on his body, and it was going to be dark in a blink of an eye, and the lights in the yard were turned on, barely able to illuminate the ground.

After a busy afternoon, Xia Xinghe's legs were sore from standing, but when he saw the bamboo again, he had a satisfied smile on his face——the new training method worked.

Although Zhuzi still didn't dare to step on the ground with his hind legs, he seemed to have sensed Xia Xinghe's encouragement. Under his expectant eyes, he touched the ground several times with his hind legs, and tentatively rubbed against his palm.

This is progress, a breakthrough from zero to one, Xia Xinghe happily rewarded it with a handful of snacks.

When the moon is thin, everything around is quiet.

Bai Qingzhou returned home under the moonlight, and immediately saw that the lights were still on in the yard.

Usually Xia Xinghe would leave before Bai Qingzhou came home, but he was so excited today that he didn't notice anything wrong. With a bright smile: "Are you back?"

"Look, look! The bamboo's hind legs can touch the ground!"

"Come, come, bamboo, run again and show your master!"

Under the orange light, Xia Xinghe's eyes were very bright, and the yellow light shone from the top of his head, as if it had coated him with a faint golden edge.

Zhuzi was also laughing beside him, rubbing against him excitedly, having fun, the scene was so harmonious and vivid, like a picture only in a dream.

Bai Qingzhou stared at them fixedly, his Adam's apple moved slightly.