The old yellow dog who had lost his jaw cried bitterly at night and was beaten away by his master, resulting in the death of two people within a month

One more real thing happened to my neighbor's house. This neighbor, whom I call uncle, is a family.

His father and mother lived with him, which I called my grandparents, and they were both older. He has a big yellow dog at home, very old, I don't know how many years he has been raising, usually he doesn't run much, he always sleeps in the yard. We went to his house to play, and the dog always looked up and went back to sleep. In this way, my uncle's family lived a normal and quiet life.

Suddenly, one day, this calm was broken, and in the middle of the night, a cry suddenly came from the courtyard: Ah... Uh huh... Ah..., like a middle-aged man who could not suppress his sorrow, the loss of voice became painful, and it seemed particularly desolate, terrifying, and eerie in the quiet village. My aunt woke up in shock, pushed my uncle awake and said: Listen, what is this sound. When my uncle heard this, he quickly turned on the light and looked out of the window. I saw that in the bright moonlight, the old yellow dog was sitting in the middle of the yard, with his head held high, facing the bright moon, with his mouth wide open, and he was crying a low cry.

My uncle was immediately annoyed, pulled open the door, and scolded loudly: "Momby's dead dog, what do you call in the middle of the night, go into the nest and go to sleep." The old yellow dog stopped the sadness, turned his head to look at my uncle, snorted, and slowly walked into the kennel.

The next day, in the middle of the night, the dog started barking again. This time the cry was louder, sadr, more frightening. My uncle woke up in a panic, and the neighbors around me turned on the lights, and some came out to see what was going on, and my uncle was furious, reached out and picked up a shovel, opened the door and went out. The old yellow dog was looking up and closing his eyes, crying and crying. My uncle walked over, rounded the shovel, and hit the dog with a bang, and the yellow dog screamed and screamed, pulled his leg and ran, and my uncle chased him out for a long distance, scolding while hitting.

The old yellow dog was beaten away and never returned home. In the middle of the night, squatting in the crop field behind the village, he began to cry with his throat again, as if there was a great sadness, and cried in the middle of the night, and the villagers who howled could not sleep well. The next day, people took the guys to the field to look for dogs, and they were also surprised, looking all over the field, not even seeing a dog hair. In this way, after crying for several days, the old yellow dog disappeared.

Not long after the old yellow dog disappeared, something happened to my uncle's family. Within a month, his father and mother died one after another, killing two elderly people in a row.

If you want to ask what is the reason for this, I don't know, anyway, the world is big, there is no wonder, as it is said in "Talking about The Difference": The girl who speaks vainly listens to it, and the melon shed and bean rack rain like silk.