Every night, around dinner time, Cheng's good friend Bodlik would come from the depths of the peach forest, and it would stand in the doorway and wander back and forth, waiting.
Cheng Alfalfa is my son, seven years old this year, Bodlik is a dog he named, and the owner of the dog is the peach breeder next door.
"Cheng Amaran! Your good friend Bodlik has come to see you! ”
Whenever I see this yellow dog, I will tell my son that of course I will not puncture the fact that it is coming to look at the mouth, after all, it is the responsibility of adults to leave a innocence and beauty in the child's heart.
As soon as this word came out, the son would run out happily no matter what he was doing, and after staying at a certain distance from the dog, he kept staring at it and smiling, and the dog was wagging his tail as excitedly as if he saw his master, because he knew what the child in front of him would do next.
"Dad, Podrick seems to be hungry again!"
When my son saw the dog's expression and movements, he turned his head and looked at me and said.
"Then let's put the fish bones in a bowl and give it to it!"
I thought to myself, but I can't go back to pinching the food, can I not be hungry, but my mouth is still more certain that he has a benevolent heart that is willing to help his friends.
In this way, he walked out with a large bowl full of fish bones plus the remaining residue at the bottom of the bowl, and then directly placed the bowl on the ground, fortunately, Grandma stopped it in time, and the special bowl did not fall into the dog's mouth.
I have always been particularly fond of dogs, but my son did not like it very much, and several times I took the puppy home because of his opposition and was forced to send it away, Podrick may be a beginning, perhaps an exception, society is changing, becoming indifferent, becoming selfish, and we can only pass on the flame of hope that has inherited the traditional virtues to the children of good nature.
(I just remembered that this Bodlik was actually an abandoned dog, about two months ago by the owner into a yellow plastic bag and thrown at the river near my house, I commuted from there to see several times, at that time Bodlik was desperate and helpless, met passers-by wanted to follow and cowered, full of resentment and made it see the passing battery car chased and roared, and finally probably desperately chose to hide in the grass, at that time thought that this dog is probably unable to live, did not think that it also survived, I also went to the peach grower to find a job, and then came to my door to do a part-time job, the dogs are so hard, what should people do? ）