Ninety-nine group pet, I raised a little native dog into a big wolf dog

Chapter 10
"Mom and Dad, please register for me as well. Li Ergouzi said that I was a gangster, and that I didn't even have a name. I didn't want to be a gangster."

She felt aggrieved and interrupted the conversation between Chang Chunsheng and Mo Lan.

I'm sorry, Li Ergouzi, I can't think of anyone else and I have to be the bad guy.

Moran turned over and faced her with a low smile: "Why haven't you slept yet? The little nengdouzi is still eavesdropping on the adults!"

"Can you register for me?"

She asked aggrievedly again.

Mo Lan held her in his arms distressedly, patted her back gently and sighed: "Yes, yes, why not! Let your dad go over there to discuss it tomorrow. If you don't discuss this matter, don't let it go." He's back."

"You can coax the child, why don't you let me go home?" Chang Chunsheng also came over to pretend to be aggrieved.

They didn't just talk about it. After breakfast the next day, Chang Chunsheng took a car to Lin's house carrying a large fertilizer bag of agricultural products.

I was worried when I left, but I was full of joy when I came back the next day.

Even without taking off his cotton hat, he was surrounded by the whole family, everyone waiting expectantly for him to speak.

Chang Chunsheng still wanted to show off, so she leaned over and hugged him, raised her head and asked softly: "Dad, what is my name?"

The tall and strong northeastern man broke through the defense in an instant. How much money could Guanzi be worth? What was the price? It was more important to make the little girl happy.

Chang Chunsheng stretched out his hand to pick her up, rubbed his big beard on her delicate cheeks, and said with a sullen smile when she screamed and hid behind her: "Our Xiaojiu has a famous name, Chang Wenlin." , I will go to the village tomorrow to issue a certificate for you to register your household registration."

The name was given by her biological mother Cui Limei. After all, she was a middle school teacher with a lot of ink in her belly. She had to show off her daughter even if she didn't raise her for a day.

Lin and Lin have the same pronunciation, which can also be extended to the meaning of favor. Even if her surname is not Lin, she will never be able to get rid of the homonym of "Lin" in this life, and she still has to remember the favor given to her by the Lin family.

At best, she thought her mother and father still cared about her, but she wasn't happy about this concern at all, she just felt sick.

"Chang Wenlin doesn't sound good. My name is not Chang Wenlin." She yelled willfully.

A child can cry or make trouble when she is unhappy. She is a child now.

"What's wrong? You still don't think it's nice to have such a nice name. What do you think is nice?" Chang Wenle asked her.

You can call me whatever you want, as long as it's not a name given there, she'll accept it.

Renaming is a trivial matter. If she makes a fuss, Chang Chunsheng and Mo Lan will definitely follow her. The key is how to explain to the Lin family that the Chang family changed her name and registered her household registration without authorization.

The most reliable person at the critical moment is the eldest brother Chang Wenxi.

"I heard Li Ergouzi say that his family originally named him Li Ming. When he went to register for residence, they didn't hear clearly and it was written as Li Ning. From now on, he can only be called Li Ning. How about we do the same and follow him later? They said it was a mistake when registering for household registration, and they didn't do anything."

That's a good idea.

So naming her has become a top priority for the whole family.

Chang Wenxi is the most highly educated in the family. She is in the fourth grade of elementary school. She found all the Chinese books that she had rolled up like rags and wanted to name her.

It's all a fool's errand, Mo Lan has already given her a good name.

Forever, forever, forever.

Moran wanted her to be the Chang family's child for a long time.

The process of registering was very smooth. Chang Chunsheng went home in the morning and returned in the afternoon. Her name had already appeared on the Chang family's new household registration book.

Her brothers seemed to be more happy than she was. They dragged her around the village and told people her name was Changjiu. People in the village thought they were sick.

The happiest ones are of course Chang Chunsheng and Mo Lan. Their household registration has been assigned to the Chang family, and no one can take this girl away!

In addition, the family has more land for two people, and they can earn a little more after working hard for a year.

In the blink of an eye, the first month came and school started, and Chang Wenxi and Chang Wenle were going to school.

Chang Wenping would find things for himself to do, working behind Chang Chunsheng's backside all day long, and threatened to develop his strength to be as strong as Chang Wenxi's, so that he could carry her on his back in the future.She and Wen Jian were the only ones left at home who were very bored. After her persuasion, Chang Wenxi agreed to take them to school together.

She regretted it on the first day of school!

More boring than staying at home.

She knows everything the teacher teaches, but the students are left scratching their heads. When the teacher asks questions, she is afraid that she will not be able to answer them.

They persisted for two days, but on the third day Chang Wenxi wanted to take them there and she refused to go.

Chang Wenjian was quite happy to go. He followed Chang Wen from his second uncle's house to attend the first-grade class. He didn't know how much he could listen. Anyway, the teacher who was neither noisy nor noisy wouldn't kick him out.

Moran asked her to go out to play with little girls of the same age in the village. She felt that the girls were childish and they had their own circle and were not willing to take her with them. Anyway, they couldn't play together at all.

After waiting at home for a long time, she went to the river to look for stones that afternoon.

I haven't seen him for a long time and I don't know how he is doing.

When I got into the reeds, I was shocked.

The small nest turned into a big nest, and even a small yard was enclosed!
The highest point of the nest is more than one meter, and it is supported by wood and covered with a layer of hay. The hay is covered with torn plastic sheets inside and outside to keep out the wind and keep warm.The back of the big nest was sealed with broken bricks, and hay was stuffed in the corners to prevent air leakage. A shabby cotton-padded jacket picked up from somewhere was hung in front of it as a curtain, making it easy to get in and out and keeping out the wind and cold.

Shitou was squatting in front of the nest to warm himself by the fire, and the little native dog was lying next to him, wagging his tail leisurely. He and the dog were much more energetic than the last time she saw him.

"You're doing well. There's also a fire for baking." She squatted next to the stone and started to warm herself up with the fire.

Stone moved to one side uncomfortably, picked up some firewood with a small stick, and pulled out a burnt black potato from under the firewood.
How can potatoes be baked like this!
Throwing it into such a strong fire, the outside was burnt and the inside was undercooked, making it impossible to eat.

Shitou didn't seem to realize that this was wrong. He broke open the hot potato with a hiss and handed half of it to her like a treasure.

"Put it down on the ground quickly, it's so hot!" she said urgently.

"It's not hot," he said firmly, placing half of the potato on the ground, then quietly picked up a piece of snow and rubbed it with his little hands.

She pretended not to notice his little move, waited for the potatoes to cool down a little, picked them up and broke off the burnt parts on the outside, took a bite, and couldn't help but spit it out.

"If it's not cooked, don't eat it."

Shitou looked at the half potato in his hand and was reluctant to throw it away. He ate it without even breaking off the ash outside.

"Hey, half-cooked potatoes can't do that."

Before he could even finish a sentence, he had already stuffed half a potato into his mouth.

"Are you still eating?" he asked eagerly, pointing to her piece of potato.

"You want to eat it? You can't eat it if it's not cooked."

"It's okay." He looked at her stubbornly.

Yes, you can eat whatever you want.

After eating the potatoes and stones, he looked at her expectantly: "Is it cold?"

How could she answer without disappointing him?
"It's okay, a little cold." She replied vaguely.

Shi Shi's eyes lit up immediately.

"It's warm in there." He looked at her and pointed at the big nest at the back with anticipation and anxiety.

She was also quite curious about what was inside, so she immediately nodded happily, opened the door curtain made of ragged cotton clothes and got in.

There was a cave inside, and she was really shocked again!
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