Suddenly, she heard her son and the dog shouting "Mom". This familiar voice came from the stone street covered with a thin layer of snow. She raised her eyes and glanced outside, which made her feel strange. The short and fat dog was leading the tall dog. The girl who was half his body approached the store from the street. Tian Xiang didn't understand and didn't have time to understand what was going on. Because she was anxious, she said to her son, Gouda, please help look at the shop while I go to the toilet.
Gouda nodded and saw his mother hurriedly walking to the aisle on the right. He said to the girl, "Yang Guiying, come and sit at the counter." Yang Guiying was stunned and shook her head.
Gou Da looked at her and said with a smile, "Go in and sit down. My mother won't talk about you." If I say you are my good friend, she will treat you well. Yang Guiying still shook her head, and kept patting the unmelted snow powder on her body with her frozen little hands. Seeing that Yang Guiying refused to sit down, Gou Shi went into the counter and took out a chair and placed it beside the counter to signal her to sit. Yang Guiying still refused to sit down and said, "Don't be polite. Just help my dad as my classmate Yang Guan said."
We will definitely help, we will definitely help. When my mother comes, tell her immediately. Gou Da clenched his fists as he spoke, appearing quite confident, and his slightly trembling double chin showed a naive look.
Soon, Tian Xiang came out after going to the toilet. Her hand that tied the belt of her pants was still patting the side of her pants, as if to wipe away the stench stained on them.
At this moment, she looked at Yang Guiying with wide eyes, then stared at Gou Da and asked, why did you bring her here? She came here just now, and she wanted to tear up the fabric of an adult's cotton-padded jacket for three ounces of money. Obviously the money was not enough, so I asked her to leave. How could such a good thing happen?
Upon hearing this, Yang Guiying turned around and left. Although the dog is fat, he is very flexible. He jumped like a fat frog and jumped in front of Yang Guiying. He stretched out his hands and said, "Don't go, don't go. I will explain to my mother right away. She will sympathize with you." Yang Guiying stood still, her face facing the bluestone street where the snowflakes were falling, and she said nothing. It could be said that she was neither humble nor overbearing.
Gou Dazhao was about to talk to his mother, but her mother spoke first. Do you want me to sympathize with her? I can't sympathize with her. If I sympathize with her, I'll give her three slings of money to tear up the cloth to make an adult cotton-padded jacket. It's not a loss at all. Even if I agree, your grandpa will not agree. Your grandpa will still call you a prodigal, and our dog family's business, which has been open for decades, will be defeated by you.
Hearing what she said was so unpleasant, Yang Guiying pushed away Gouda who started to stop her and insisted on leaving. She said something uncomfortable that she had been holding in her heart, "I don't want your sympathy."
Yang Guiying walked out of the store door and stepped onto the snow-covered street. She ran as fast as she could. Even the dogs couldn't catch her. She shouted, "Yang Guiying, stop, stop, I have something to tell you." I plan to ask my family to send a new cotton-padded jacket to your father who is paralyzed at home to wear in the winter.
I don’t know if Yang Guiying heard her, but she ran out of the white street covered with a layer of snow, turned to the alley on the left and disappeared.
At this time, the mother's questioning voice lingered in Gouda's ears, what did you say? Give someone a new cotton-padded jacket? Gouda chased him for a while, but stopped chasing him. After all, he was a dwarf and his steps were small, so he couldn't outrun a normal person with longer legs and feet. Although he was not willing to do so, he still gave up chasing the girl.
He turned around and saw that his mother had already left the shop. He stared at her and changed the topic and asked, Gouda, why are you chasing that girl? That girl is not related to you, has nothing to do with you.
The dog elephant suffered a lot of grievances and replied angrily, Mom, I won’t tell you anymore, I want to tell grandpa.
I saw Gouda returning to his Pitou shop from the street, walking straight through the aisle on the right, calling for grandpa as he walked. Tian Xiang sneered and said, do you think grandpa, as stupid as you, would agree to give you a new cotton-padded jacket?
As she said that, she heard the squeak of the door inside, and she knew that Gouda had gone to Gouneng, his grandfather's room. She looked at the shelves filled with samples of cotton-padded jackets of various styles and fabrics for sale and said to herself, "I can't bear to give away such a new cotton-padded jacket to others for free, even if it's just one."
After a while, Gou Da came out of his grandfather's room, walked through the alley, passed Pi Tou Pu, and walked toward the snow-covered street without saying a word.
Since he was short and had short steps, Tian Xiang ran out from the counter and caught up with him in a few steps. He asked him to turn around and said, "It's snowing so heavily. Who are you going to find?" Gou Da turned around and replied, Mom, I'm not looking for the girl who tore the cloth and brought only three ounces of money. I'm looking for Yang Guan, a classmate who went to private school with me.
What are you doing with him?
Don't ask this.
The mother and son were bickering on the street in front of the dog shop, refusing to give in to each other. Tian Xiang also ridiculed his son, "Let me tell you, it's impossible for your grandfather to agree and just give a new coat to someone casually." There are so many families in need in the world that we can't sympathize with them. Besides, our family runs a business, not a charity relief station.
Gouda covered his ears with his hands and shouted, I don't want to hear you say this. Tian Xiang broke up with his son and saw him continuing to walk along the street in the snow, so he stopped chasing him. She returned to the Pi Tou Shop, only to see Dog Neng walking from the aisle, lifting a walking stick, pointing to the shelf where cotton-padded jackets were piled, and said, Tian Xiang, take a cotton-padded jacket down and pick one of the color. deep.
Do you want to wear it? Tian Xiang asked.
Not for me to wear. Just now Gouda told me something. Yang Jiaozhuang of Yangjiazhuang is a paralytic. His family is poor. He is wearing thin clothes in such a cold weather. His grandson Gouda sympathizes with him and begs me on behalf of his daughter Yang Guiying to give me a cotton-padded jacket. Yang helped keep the house warm from the cold, and I agreed. The dog can answer this.
Father-in-law, the business in our Pitou shop is so light. Not a single customer came in this morning, so there was no business, and we can't even talk about making money. Now, it's strange that we are giving away goods to others for free. We don't lose money. Tian Xiang did not follow Gouneng's instructions to take the cotton-padded jackets on the shelf, but wanted to persuade him.
It's snowing today and there are few people going out, so business is certainly not good. You won’t say anything else. Just now Gou Da told me about a situation, saying that his father Gou An had a dream about him not long ago, asking him to do more good deeds and accumulate virtues, which can change the genes of our dog family, so I support his good deeds. well! Gou Neng said, looking helpless, sighing, and stamped the walking stick on the ground.
Father-in-law, I don’t understand. Since you agreed to Gou Da, why did you let Gou Da leave the store empty-handed to find his classmate Yang Guan? Tian Xiang asked with doubtful eyes open.
Gou Da said that Yang Guan's hometown was in the same village as Yang Guiying, and he knew about her family's situation. I asked Gou Da to call Yang Guan who lived on the street. I wanted to ask clearly and confirm whether what Gou Da said was the truth or a lie. If the truth is true, I will give the paralyzed man a cotton-padded jacket as a good deed. Gouneng said, his eyes falling on the shelves stacked with cotton-padded jackets.
What if it's a lie? Tian Xiang asked again.
I figured it couldn't be a lie. The dog can answer confidently.
Father-in-law, let’s wait until Yang Guan comes. Tian Xiang said, inadvertently looking at the sky outside the shop. The snowflakes had gradually become sparse, but the snow on the street was thick and dazzlingly white.
