Wang Ping feels that the most relaxing moment in Shengjiawu, apart from following Dahei to the top of the mountain to "breathe purple air" every morning, is when he eats dinner every day.
But now I am a little doubtful, whether the latter item is for myself to relax, or for my belly, which I don't know whose belly it is, to relax.
When Wolf Xiaosi came to his grandmother's house, he was not treated like the badger who gave him a chair. His grandmother just washed a small rice bowl and put it together with Dahei's big rice bowl, which was the whole process of Wolf Xiaosi joining this big family.
However, I heard that the little guy was not yet a month old, so at ten o'clock in the evening, when Dahei finished eating the dog food in the bowl and ran to Wang Ping's chair to wag his tail, a certain little wolf was still squatting by the wall and fighting against the half bowl of rice porridge in the small bowl.
Seeing that it was not the milk he had been drinking, the wolf turned around and shouted at the badger on the chair in dissatisfaction.
"Ouch! Ouch!"
"… "
Wang Ping, who was gnawing on a piece of pork chop until his face was covered in oil, glanced at it, turned in his chair and pretended not to see it.
"I knew you guys were coming back, so I went out to buy some spareribs this afternoon. Huanhuan likes the spareribs I make the most, right?"
Gu Laosan put down his chopsticks and looked up, only to find that his grandma was not talking to him. He rolled his eyes and picked up his chopsticks again.
A badger squatting on a chair nodded his head wildly, threw the bone he had chewed to pieces to Dahei, and stretched out his little paw towards grandma. So grandma smiled and picked up a bigger piece for him.
“Ouch!”
Wolf Xiao Si was going crazy, howling at the top of his lungs. He felt that his mother no longer loved him and that he was just an adopted child.
But at this moment, when the little guy saw that the big black guy who had been wagging his tail suddenly got a bone handed to him by a badger, he was stunned for a moment, and the little tail behind his butt moved inexplicably.
Wang Ping was halfway through chewing his new spareribs when he heard the howling of a wolf moving to the side of the chair. He looked down and saw that the wolf, Xiao Si, was squeezing under Da Hei's feet and wagging his tail at him.
Wang Ping: …
Did you know that you have completely destroyed the dignity of the wolf clan
"You still say this isn't a dog?" Grandma's voice suddenly rang out: "Wolves wag their tails!"
Gu Laosan was slurping rice and thought his grandmother was talking to a badger. He didn't listen carefully at all, but suddenly he was hit on the head with a chopstick.
"Hmm..."
Someone covered his head and looked up, looking at grandma blankly: "Grandma, why did you hit me?"
"You naughty kid, I'm talking to you! You're pretending to be deaf and dumb!" Grandma glared at him, then suddenly changed the subject, pointing at the wolf Xiao Si who was still wagging his tail on the ground and asked: "Have you named this puppy?"
Wang Ping, who was secretly mocking someone for what he deserved, was stunned when he heard the second half of his grandmother's words. He then looked at Wolf Xiaosi with sympathy.
"Poor kid, he finally got to this point!"
"Hehe..." Gu Lang smiled and subconsciously glanced at a badger. After catching a greasy little paw with its "middle claw" erected, he looked at his grandma with a flattering smile and said, "No! The name I gave it is not nice, so I'm waiting for you to give it one! Usually, you call it Little Wolf."
"Xiao Lang?" Grandma glanced at someone and snorted, "You are so generous. Seeing that it has no name, you gave it yours first."
"puff…"
The badger had just chewed half of the meat and sprayed it all over Dahei's face. But the badger didn't mind it and licked it all into his mouth. Seeing this, the badger felt sick and couldn't eat the ribs in his hand anymore, so he just handed it over.
It was as if grandma had eyes on her back. As soon as Wang Ping handed the ribs out, she immediately picked up a new piece and gave it to him.
A badger happily took it and took two bites. He looked down and found that Dahei had put the bone he had just handed over in front of Xiaosi, the wolf. The little guy couldn't bite it, so he licked it wildly, and his tail wagged more and more.
Looking down at Wolf Xiaosi, grandma pondered for a moment and thought, "Well, it's a husky, why not call it Haha... Uh, Haha won't work!"
Wang Ping felt a big bead of sweat hanging on his head. He looked up at Gu Laosan and found that he had buried his face in the bowl, with only his shoulders shaking slightly.
As she was watching, she suddenly put down her chopsticks, turned around, grabbed the wolf Xiao Si by the neck, lifted him up and looked between his legs. The little guy whimpered. The badger subconsciously clamped his calves together, and recalled his own tragic experience.
"It's a little male dog. Oh, it would be great if it was a little female dog. When it grows up, it can be the wife of Dahei..."
“Woof…” Dahei barked, with an expression on his face that was unclear whether it was surprise or disgust.
"Look at its colorful fur. I originally wanted to name it Huahua, but since it's a male dog, forget it. Let's just call it Qiqi!"
It seemed that the grandma had determined that Wolf Xiaosi was a Husky, so she put the wolf back on the ground and made such a hasty decision.
Wang Ping didn't understand what the so-called "Huahua" and "Qiqi" had to do with Wolf Xiaosi's gender, but since it was his grandmother who said it, there must be a connection.
Just based on the naming issue, Wang Ping seemed to understand why Gu Laosan's thinking process was always different from that of ordinary people.
It was not until after dinner that the wolf Xiaosi, no, Qiqi, climbed up the stairs with difficulty, wagging his tail, and followed a badger back to the room. He refused to leave no matter how much he was driven away. Wang Ping suddenly realized that something seemed to be wrong.
"What the hell? Just because the little guy is a male, he doesn't have to be called Huahua. But I'm also a male...ah, a man! Why should I be called Huanhuan?"
Talking to his grandma is still a challenge for Wang Ping.
So he can still only be called Huanhuan.
When he was completely relaxed, Wang Ping began to worry about his teammates. The situation was too chaotic when they were escaping from the Gobi Desert, and Wang Ping never knew what the final result was.
I secretly checked the mission briefing on the intranet again, only to find that the matter was not over yet.
The briefing only stated the content of the latest mission, which was to track down the whereabouts of the golden eagle and the personnel involved. However, as a former participant, Wang Ping could understand the hidden meaning behind it. It was obvious that they had been tricked by the poachers this time, and Team 3 probably hadn't even figured out who the other party was.
The focus of the investigation, naturally, is to find these people, monitor them if necessary, and take revenge if necessary.
But this kind of thing is not quite against the rules. It is obviously stealing Interpol's business. Then the bosses of the two companies will start arguing with each other again.
Wang Ping thought of Yuan Xiaoxiao again. He didn't know whether this girl was a rookie who didn't get on the bus, or an accomplice of those groups of people.
Unfortunately, all the badger can do now is to think about it in his mind. It is not so easy to trick someone into taking him on a "snatch mission" again. This time, the three teams did not have a clear mission location. In other words, the location rarely appeared in the mission briefing of the three teams.
"Forget it, just stay at home and do nothing!" A badger sighed, closed the lid of his notebook, and threw it under the bed to continue gathering dust.
A trip to the plateau made someone get tanned. So in the following days, while staying at home, someone would secretly hide in the bedroom and apply skin care products on his face.
Although the doctor's advice was to let Gu Lang go home to recuperate, someone still didn't dare to tell his grandmother. He was afraid that the old lady would lock him up in a small dark room and make him drink Chinese medicine every day. So the so-called recuperation was actually just staying at home and not going out.
In addition, because the story of saving the wolf king became very popular on the Internet, someone would always smile at the screen when he was bored in the study room surfing the Internet.