The Pomeranian that the old lady brought was already three or four months old, but it was thin, small, and listless. Even its fur was a little listless, and it didn't look as lively and cute as the younger Pomeranians in the pet shop.
Its whole body was pure white, but there were half circles of light brown tear stains under its eyes, as if it had two eye bags. In addition, its nose was not black like the Pomeranians in the shop, but dark brown.
But then again, this Pomeranian was very well-behaved. After entering the shop and seeing a lot of other dogs, it neither barked nor ran. Instead, it lay quietly at the feet of the old lady, blinking its eyes and looking around. On the other hand, it was a little too quiet, so quiet that it lost its vitality.
The mini poodle saw a new companion and walked over happily. It circled around the Pomeranian, sniffed its butt, and barked in a low voice. Its voice was very energetic, as if it was inviting the other to play with it, even though the other was bigger than it.
The Pomeranian heard the barking, tilted its head and looked at the mini poodle, then at the old lady, but it didn't stand up.
Most of the dogs in the shop were kept in the display cabinets. It was rare for the mini poodle to have a playmate similar to its own age and size. It didn't give up easily, but it still circled around the Pomeranian.
The old lady stated the purpose of her visit. She wanted to ask about the Pomeranian, which made everyone look at it at the same time.
Although it was still early, there were already two or three customers in the shop. They might not be real customers, but they took advantage of the early morning when there was no one around to take photos with Famous.
One of the young male customers glanced at the Pomeranian and immediately said, "Is this a skewer? Why is it still brown under its eyes? Grandma, where did you buy it from? Maybe you were cheated by a profiteer? "
As he spoke, he looked at the Pomeranian in Zhang Zian's shop. "I definitely didn't buy it from here. The Pomeranians here are all Pomeranians. Tsk, it's a Hadori Pomeranian!"
Occasionally, there were customers like him who knew more about pets. Zhang Zian didn't think it was strange, but Chu Manhua interrupted curiously, "What is a Pomeranian?"
"A Pomeranian is a ball-shaped Pomeranian, and the Hadori Pomeranian is one of the best." The male customer gushed, "I've long heard that the pets in this pet shop are in good condition. Today, I see that it's true. You know, the other shops sell Pomeranians and ordinary Pomeranians together. Of course, the prices are the same …"
He glanced at the Pomeranian that the old lady brought and said, "Although this Pomeranian looks quite 'ball-shaped', what the hell is this brown eye ring? Maybe it was a skewer with some other dogs? Granny, don't suffer in silence! Grandma, hurry and find a refund! " If the profiteer who sold you the dog refuses to return it, I'll teach you a way. Just lie down on the ground and refuse to get up. I guarantee that the other party will obediently return your money … "
What kind? Zhang thought. Pfffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff.
Zhang Zian thought to himself, "What kind of stupid idea is this? Even if you are cheated by a profiteer, you can complain to the Consumers' Association. The Consumers' Association can't just go back on their word."
Wang Qian, on the other hand, nodded his head and smiled in appreciation.
Unexpectedly, when the old lady heard this, a gentle smile bloomed on her wrinkled face. She waved her hand and said, "No, no, I wasn't cheated. Although I'm old, I'm not stupid. I'm not that gullible … I didn't buy this dog. I picked it up."
"What?"
Everyone was stunned. They couldn't tell. The old lady was so old, but she was still strong. She was also a Beast King Hunter. How could she pick this up?
Zhang Zian reacted quickly and asked, "Old lady, did you pick it up during Chinese New Year?"
"Yes! It was during Chinese New Year! "The old lady laughed.
Then, she told the story of how she picked up the Pomeranian.
It happened about a week before Chinese New Year's Eve.
One night, as usual, the old lady went out to pick up mineral water bottles and sold them for money.
What many people didn't know was that even picking up mineral water bottles had a territory. If she was late, she might not even be able to pick up an empty bottle. She might even get into a fight with other old people who were picking up bottles.
The old lady had been picking up bottles for more than ten years. She had found a route that few people picked up. Although it was relatively remote, and there were no popular places like cinemas or parks, it was more leisurely. There was no competition, so she could pick up as many bottles as she could.
She was lucky that day. Maybe it was because it was close to Chinese New Year, but there were a lot more mineral water and other beverage bottles than usual. She quickly picked up a sack full, satisfied with carrying it in the direction of home.
The sound of firecrackers came from the distant suburbs. She was very happy with the city government's decision to ban fireworks in the city. More than ten years ago, when she was picking up bottles during Chinese New Year, her new clothes were burned a few holes by children's firecrackers. She was heartbroken for a whole month. After the ban, it was much safer to pick up bottles.
As she walked, she suddenly heard a rustling sound on the side of the road.
It was dark at that time, and the street lights in that area were flickering. She had poor eyesight, so she thought it was a big mouse at first and wanted to beat it away with her walking stick.
But when she took a closer look, she saw a white thing wriggling in a snow nest in the corner. It didn't look like a big mouse, because big mice were gray or black.
So she tried to poke the white thing with her walking stick. A small furry animal came out of the snow nest. It turned out to be a puppy.
The old lady didn't know what kind of dog it was. She just felt that it was very cute, and its two big round eyes looked at her pitifully.
"Oh, it's such a cold day. Where did this puppy come from?" she muttered to herself.
At that time, it was freezing cold, and the northwest wind was blowing so hard that it hurt its face. The puppy was only a little big, and it was shivering in the cold. It had been hiding in a snow nest in a corner to avoid the wind, and it couldn't even bark.
"Whose dog is it? Whose dog ran out? Whose dog is missing? Who lost a white puppy? "
She thought the dog was very cute, and it was most likely someone's lost dog, so she raised her voice and shouted.
This road was relatively remote. It was late, and it was almost Chinese New Year. There were very few people wandering on this road. Looking around, there was almost no one around, and no one responded to her.
At night, the wind became colder and colder. It wouldn't be long before the puppy froze to death.
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