Puppy Breeding Manual

After briefly signing a few certificates and applications, Qin Yi turned to Fang Muye and asked, "Do you have anything to take away?"

Fang Mu was also holding Qin Yi's clothes tightly, and he nodded quickly: "Yes, just a little bit, no, not a lot."

"Then get it." Qin Yi put down his pen and asked Director Zhang, "Where does he live?"

"I'm going to get that little rag..." Director Zhang murmured impatiently, "He knows the room on the first floor of the fifth building."

"Oh, good." Qin Yi pushed Fang Muye's head, "Say goodbye to Aunt Zhang and say 'see you again'."

Fang Mu also leaned against Qin Yi, wagging his tail, and said to Director Zhang obediently and crisply: "Aunt Zhang! See you again!"

Tsk, this little dog's success is quite vivid, Qin Yi didn't care about Director Zhang's disgrace, and took Fang Mu downstairs as well.

When approaching Building No. [-], there was the sound of children laughing inside. It was originally a very lively sound, but Fang Mu also shrank, a little bit resisting to go forward.

Qin Yi knew that he was afraid, and said, "Why are you cowardly? I didn't let you go in alone."

Fang Mu also wrung his fingers, his tail drooping quietly, and he said, "Then you, you must stay very close to me."

Qin Yi gave a absent-minded "um", and grabbed Fang Muye's wrist through his clothes: "Hurry up and go in, we'll leave after we get the things."

The caretaker is not there, so a group of children are left to play here by themselves. The dormitory is very large and filled with beds. Qin Yi looked around and found that they were all children. Fang Muye's height was approaching that of an adult. Among them It is particularly prominent, if it is not because of intellectual problems, he should not be arranged here.

If it wasn't for his intelligence problem, then Gao Fang Muye wouldn't be bullied either.

When the children saw Fang Muye, they all giggled and sneered, but Qin Yi gave him a cold look, and timidly fell silent.

But there were still people whispering, Qin Yi heard them say: "The silly dog ​​is back."

"Stupid dog! Stupid dog!"

"Trash monster! No one likes it!"

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Fang Mu didn't say a word, he followed Qin Yi with his head down, and walked towards his bed. Qin Yi looked down at him, then stopped, raised his head and looked around.

In an instant, no one dared to make a sound anymore, so Qin Yi said slowly: "Then what should I do, I want to take this little stupid dog home and take good care of it, but no one of you wants it yet."

He smiled, his smile was very kind and gentle: "Oh, that's right, you have such a bad heart at a young age, no wonder no one wants it."

Qin Yi's mouth has been poisonous for not a day or two, but he rarely reveals it, but he doesn't mind showing his true nature at the right time.

He felt Fang Muye's wrist tremble in his hand, then Fang Mu also raised his head, and whispered: "They should, someone will want it, like me, don't...don't say that."

Qin Yi cleared his throat and spoke clearly: "No, bad kids will only be rejected by others. Even if someone wants them, they won't meet someone better than me."

Very happy, Qin Yi didn't feel at all how immature and boring he was in front of a group of children, he just said what he wanted, and didn't like to hold back.

Sure enough, bullying is in the nature of every species.

The two walked to a small bed in the corner. The bed was so small, I don't know how Fang Mu also usually sleeps.

Oh yes, Fang Mu also said that he slept on the ground.

The bed was littered with balls of paper, wood and rocks, like a rubbish heap, and it was covered with messy things by colorful crayons, among which were crooked words such as "stupid" and "stupid". There was no quilt or quilt on the bed , only a tattered pillow with cotton wool squeezed out of it.

Qin Yi's hands tightened, he couldn't even imagine how Fang Mu also lived.

Fang Mu also wanted to squat down, but his wrist was pulled by Qin Yi, so he pointed to the bottom of the bed: "It's there, I'll take it..."

Qin Yi let go of his hand, and Fang Mu also lay down on the ground, and half of his body got under the bed to find something, revealing a tail outside.

The fur was white, Qin Yi stretched out his hand to rub it, Fang Mu probably knew that it was Qin Yi's hand, and he didn't struggle at all, obediently stretched out his tail for Qin Yi to stroke.The dog's tail is so sensitive that it is only touched by those close to it. Qin Yi couldn't even imagine how those children cut and pulled Fang Muye's tail.

So he looked back at the onlookers while groping, lowered his voice nervously, and said, "Whoever cut this tail with scissors or plucked its hair before will have their hands rotted and broken. Long worms."

Appreciating the terrified expression, Qin Yi straightened up in satisfaction, just as Fang Mu also crawled out from under the bed, his hair was a bit messy, holding a small cloth bag in his hand, and said: "I found it, you just said What?"

"It's nothing." Qin Yi put his hands in his pockets, "Let's go if you find it, and you don't have to come back again."

There is nothing valuable in Fang Muye's small cloth bag. It is an old small picture book, a few crayon tips the size of a thumb, and a few beautiful small stones.

"It's just these things?" Qin Yi flipped through them in disgust, "Aren't they all rags?"

Fang Mu also stretched out his head to look at the thing that Qin Yi shook back and forth. He was saving those few pens, fearing that they would be gone after they were used up.He said anxiously: "No, it's not broken... I saved it... secretly playing..."

No friends, no one likes, quietly pick up some garbage that other people don't want, treat it as a treasure, and play secretly alone.

Qin Yi put on a straight face: "You are not allowed to play with these in the future."

Fang Mu also frowned, obviously looking sad, but he didn't dare to argue.

"I'll buy you a new one, and I'm not allowed to pick up things that others don't want." Qin Yi threw the small cloth bag into the trunk, pointed at the car door, "Get in the car, let's go."

The puppy climbed into the car excitedly, wagging its tail and eyes.