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

Chapter 11 The Bald Style
First, there was a thick layer of straw spread on the floor of the big nest. On top of the straw was the tattered quilt she stuffed for him. It was very soft and comfortable to sit on.

There is a plastic bag in the innermost corner, which contains a dozen potatoes of different sizes. Next to it is a pillow made of straw bundles. Unfortunately, there is no pillowcase, so it is a bit painful to put it directly on it.

In addition, there are many odds and ends placed on the sides of the big nest, such as chipped bowls, light bulbs with broken tungsten wires, frayed and leaking paddy boots, and sickles with broken handles and rusty stains.
"You come in too, let's chat inside." She waved to him to come in.

The stone crawled in obediently, and the little native dog climbed in right after.

Only then did she see clearly that the little local dog had a disability. It only had three normal legs, and its right hind leg was deformed and curled up like a chicken paw, unable to touch the ground at all.

"What's its name? What's wrong with its legs?"

He took the little native dog into his arms and gently stroked the dog's head while asking Shi Shi curiously.

The stone clung to the other side of the nest as far as possible from her, but the internal space was limited and he couldn't get anywhere no matter how hard he pulled it.

"Xiao Huang. His leg was broken by a mouse trap when he was a child." Shitou Yan explained concisely and comprehensively.

very pitiful.

One person and one dog are very pitiful, but fortunately they found each other to be warm and safe through this cold winter.

She stayed in the big den until it was almost dark, fearing that her family would be worried, so she reluctantly left.

Shitou and Xiao Huang took her to the entrance of the village and made sure she could return home safely before turning back.

Probably because Shitou Jingjing talks little, he won't take the initiative to speak if she doesn't ask questions. She feels much more comfortable getting along with him than with other children.

From that day on, she went to the reeds almost every day to look for stones to play with.

She taught Shi Shi how to bake potatoes on a burned-out fire. Shi Shi took her to find holes in the ice dug by others to catch fish. Although she didn't catch any fish, she was very happy.

Apart from being happy, there are also some small worries.

"What? I have lice?" I couldn't believe my ears.

Moran put down the wooden comb, replaced it with a fine-toothed comb, and smoothed her hair down from the root bit by bit.

The first time I combed my hair, a round and crawling louse came out of my hair, which made people feel sick.

No wonder she felt itchy in the past two days, it turned out to be lice!
Moran loves to be clean, and they have been very clean under Moran's guidance since childhood.

Other children wipe their noses with their sleeves when they have runny noses in winter. They each use a small cotton handkerchief to wipe their noses, which they have to wash almost every day.

In her memory, she had never had lice in the more than ten years she lived in the Chang family before her rebirth. How come she had lice not long after she was reborn?
Moran was even more puzzled than she was.

"You've only been washing your hair for a few days, and you've changed your clothes very frequently. How come you've got lice? Wenxi and the others didn't get them from school, did they?"

Unlikely.

My classmates are all those classmates, and it is unlikely that I didn’t get involved before my rebirth.

Since it wasn't brought back by my brothers, it could only be
Stone!

Telling the truth to Molan, Molan sighed softly: "No one cares about that child. Let alone eat enough, it will be good if he doesn't starve to death and freeze to death. It's not unusual for him to have lice. From now on, you can follow When he plays, be careful not to get too close. When the summer gets warmer, let him shave his hair and wash it in the river. Put the clothes he usually wears in the sun for more drying."

She said in surprise: "I thought you couldn't let me play with him anymore."

Moran laughed: "There's nothing we can't play with. He's not a bad boy. He just has lice. You can't learn bad things from playing with him."

Everyone in the family was infested with lice. Not only did they have to take a shower, wash their hair and change clothes, but they also had to take apart the cotton-padded clothes and quilts in the house, wash them and dry them. No one was idle on Saturdays and Sundays.

However, the effect of the general cleaning was not ideal. The lice were not cleaned away. Chang Wenjian scratched his head so hard that his scalp was scratched.

It was inconvenient to wash one's hair in winter, so Moran decided to shave the children's heads. Anyway, it was the first month of the year and there wasn't much to talk about, so shaving would save trouble.There were four boys and four bald heads, and she couldn't run away as a girl. It wasn't appropriate to shave her head, so Molan cut her hair short.

Baldness is contagious.
Chang Wenxi and the others were not afraid of the cold. They showed off their bald heads without wearing hats in the class. The boys in the class found it interesting and imitated others and shaved their heads.
The trend of bald heads spread throughout Sankeliu from school. Boys in the village, from seventeen to eighteen to three or two years old, had their heads shaved regardless of whether they had lice or not. In a short period of time, she had seen all kinds of weird hair shapes.
After Shitou learned that the trend of bald heads in the village and her short hair had something to do with him, he snatched Xiao Huang from her arms without saying a word, lowered his head and muttered: "Xiao Huang and I have buried Tai, don't you?" bump."

"It's okay. You are not the only child in the village who has lice. When the weather warms up, you will wash and tidy up well and you won't get lice anymore." She comforted patiently.

"Well, give it a good wash." Shitou replied in a muffled voice.

The child only listened to half of what he was told.

She meant to wash it when the weather got warmer, but he only heard "wash it"!
The spring in the Northeast is freezing but not freezing.

It felt quite cold, but the ice and snow began to melt slowly, and running water appeared on the ice of the river.

She was going to the river to find rocks to play with. Before going out, Moran repeatedly told her not to go on the ice. It didn't matter if her shoes and clothes were wet by the running water, as she was afraid that the ice would be unstable and fall into the holes.

She's not stupid. There are so many places to play, so why go on the ice at this time?

When she went to the river, she was dumbfounded!

Shitou's cotton coat and the single clothes inside were spread flatly on the reeds. Xiao Huang lay down in the big nest, but there was no sign of Shitou inside or outside the nest.

What was this kid doing on a cold day without any clothes on?

"stone, stone"

I hurriedly went out to look for it, but what I saw was either withered yellow grass or ice and snow that had not yet melted away, and no one could be seen at all.

Yelled twice more.

"I, I'll leave it here"

The faint, small voice was carried by the cold spring wind, and finally penetrated into her ears.

Looking around, she was really shocked.

Shitou squatted naked on the ice, his hair was shaved, and he was covered in white from head to toe, blending in with the surrounding ice and snow. It was really hard to see him without making a sound.

"You're sick!"

She quickly took off her cotton coat from the reeds, ran onto the ice and ran to the rocks regardless of the danger.

Shitou didn't realize what a crazy thing he was doing. He was still squatting there shivering and washing his face and hair.

He quickly put the cotton coat on him and scolded him in a deep voice: "Are you looking for death? It's so cold, why are you messing around? You can go back to your home to warm yourself up."

Holding Shitou's little hand and walking back, Shitou didn't wear shoes, so the path was unstable and he almost fell down several times.

You deserve to fall!

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and he even planned to go back to his den and beat him up.

But when he returned to the big den, he looked at the stone that was huddled up in a ball and shivering, with scars on his head and heels as if they had been chewed by dogs, and his anger subsided no matter how strong he was.

Shitou looked at her pitifully: "I, I haven't finished washing yet."

Changjiu:.
This kid is so irritating that he can't do anything without a beating!
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