Changping Village.

Yang Huaming went into the alley to investigate. Liu didn't want to follow him at first, but after looking around, she gritted her teeth and chased after him.

She tightly grasped the hem of Yang Huaming's clothes from behind, bent her waist, and stumbled in. Her eyes glanced left and right, feeling excited and nervous, scared and excited. If someone suddenly tapped her on the shoulder from behind, she would probably be shocked.

She was so sore that she wet her pants directly.

After entering the alley, Yang Huaming scolded Mr. Liu behind him not to pull him so tightly, while picking up a stick on the ground and pulling it into his hand.

I don’t know if it was due to Liu’s influence, but Yang Huaming became more and more nervous as he went into the alley.

Those ghost stories that I have heard since childhood are usually not fully thought out, but now they are scrambling to remember them.

Today, every detail of accompanying Taoist Yuan in the mountains is jumping in front of his eyes.

The palms of his hands holding the stick were sweaty.

Behind him, Mrs. Liu's drag bottle almost weighed on him, making it difficult for him to take every step.

"Let go, you're holding me so tight and something will come. No one can run away!"

He angrily yelled at Mrs. Liu behind him, feeling very irritated.

Suddenly, a dark figure ran past in front of me.

The couple stopped at the same time.

Ms. Liu was already trembling, and she said with a big tongue, "Still, still!"

Yang Huaming swallowed hard and subconsciously wanted to run back.

Thinking of Mrs. Liu's contempt and humiliation for him for a long time, he gritted his teeth, raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his head, and pushed Mrs. Liu away: "Let me go and take a look!"

Mrs. Liu actually let go of her hand obediently this time.

Yang Huaming held the stick tightly and walked into the alley step by step.

There was faint movement behind an abandoned chair deep in the alley.

Yang Huaming walked straight over and locked his eyes on that corner.

Mrs. Liu behind her was extremely nervous. She chased Yang Huaming without blinking. Looking at Yang Huaming's broad shoulders and his tall figure gradually blending into the darkness, she suddenly felt that it was really reassuring to have such a man at home.

A man is like an axe. He is not very useful at ordinary times, but you have to have it. You can use it at the critical moment to win the battle.

Yang Huaming came to the front of the chair, and the movement was still there, rustling.

"come out!"

"Come out here!"

He spat on the ground to encourage himself, and then knocked it down with a stick.

The stick hit the leg of the chair with a bang.

"Ouch!"

A dog whined from the shadows behind the chair.

Yang Huaming raised the stick again and stopped above his head, "Dog?"

Mrs. Liu, who was not far behind her, also heard it, and all her previous fears disappeared at this moment.

She quickly ran to Yang Huaming, "Is it a dog? Come out and take a look!"

At this time, Yang Huaming had thrown away the stick in his hand and was squatting on the ground with his head tilted, using the light of the fire stick in his hand to shine into the corner.

Sure enough, there was a black puppy curled up inside. It looked like it was about three months old. It huddled up with its tail between its legs and whined.

"Oh my god, this little beast almost scared me to death!"

Mrs. Liu patted her chest and stood up straight. The same person she was before was back.

She patted Yang Huaming on the shoulder and said impatiently: "Hurry up and raise it for another two months just in time for Ruijiu to make dog meat hot pot!"

Although Yang Huaming said that he worked in the Taoist temple every day, he was not vague about the meat and wine aspect.

In his own words, he loves small animals the most and cannot miss every meal.

"Okay, let's do it now, the local dog tastes good!" he said.

Then he ordered Mrs. Liu: "This little beast is hiding deep. I'll chase him away from here, and you can block it from there."

"Okay!" Liu took action immediately.

The couple chased the other one off, and with all their efforts, they finally caught the little bastard.

Yang Huaming held it in his hand, weighed it a few times, and said with satisfaction: "Not bad, not bad, two months will be enough."

Mrs. Liu was also very happy, as the shadow that was frightened earlier had long since disappeared without a trace.

"Xiao Hei, Xiao Hei, wow..."

A childish cry suddenly sounded, which startled the couple again.

It turned out to be the school gate leading to the side courtyard, and a little girl of two or three years old was standing there, rubbing her eyes and crying loudly.

"Ah, isn't this the girl from the Yongqing family? Why are you here alone at night?"

Yang Huaming asked in surprise. Just as he was about to step forward to coax his grandniece, he was suddenly pulled aside by Ms. Liu.

"You go over there and hide the dog. I'll take care of it here!"

Mrs. Liu whispered to Yang Huaming, and Yang Huaming immediately understood that this little girl seemed to be here for this bitch.

Yang Huaming was about to leave with his son in his arms so that he could leave this place to Liu, but before he could turn around, Yang Yongqing came kicking over.

"Daughter, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying?"

Yang Yongqing's voice was as anxious as his pace, and he was completely different from the usual lazy, careless person.

"Ah ha, the fourth uncle and the fourth aunt are here too? Why are you all stuck here?"

As soon as Yang Yongqing arrived, he saw two people in the alley, and he couldn't help but be confused.

Yang Huaming quietly hid the son of a bitch behind his back, turned around and greeted Yang Yongqing with a stiff smile.

Ms. Liu deftly stood in front of Yang Huaming, trying to block Yang Yongqing's sight with her body.

"We have something to do with this. How did you become a father, young boy? You're going to scare the child if you let him run around alone so late at night. Please take him home as soon as possible!"

Yang Yongqing's eyes fell on his daughter, and he knelt down and touched the child's wet face, "Why don't you stay in the house to eat? Why did you run out in the blink of an eye? Come on, dad will take you back."

The little girl pouted and refused to leave, pointing behind Yang Huaming, choking and saying: "Xiao Hei, I want Xiao Hei..."

"Xiao Hei?"

Yang Yongqing was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the two people in the alley.

Then, he touched his daughter's head and stood up, "Just stand here and wait obediently. Dad will get it back for you."

Then, he turned around and entered the alley.

In the alley, Mrs. Liu stepped forward to block Yang Yongqing: "Young boy Qing, why don't you go back?"

Yang Yongqing pushed Liu away and went straight to Yang Huaming.

Yang Huaming took a few steps back, and then his back pressed against the wall of the alley.

"Fourth uncle, bring it here!"

Yang Yongqing stood in front of Yang Huaming and stretched out his hand towards him.

Yang Huaming didn't say a word, but Liu had already rushed over and stood between the two of them again.

"Young boy, your fourth uncle and I are whispering here. We're hiding here because we're worried that your mother might listen to you. What are you doing?"

Yang Yongqing twitched his lips, "Fourth uncle, fourth aunt, you two just deceived my daughter, and you think I'm a fool too?"

"Dog, take it out. It belongs to my daughter. It's easy for a kid to raise it after working so hard for two months!"
Chapter completed!