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Chapter 112. A good dog, let it die on the mountain(2/2)

Logically speaking, they all live in the village with relatives. Wang Dalong has already said that he owes you fifty yuan and will deliver it to you tomorrow morning.

This makes sense.

But the old man didn't allow it, which is a bit unreasonable.

Ever since Xu Changlin instigated Wang Dalong to increase the money, Zhao Jun's brows had been furrowed, but he didn't know what he was thinking.

Xu Changlin's attitude made Wang Dalong feel very humiliated. The old man acted like this because he clearly did not think down of Wang Dalong.

Wang Dalong turned around, looked at Zhao Jun, and said: "Brother, do you have money? Give me fifty."

Zhao Jun stretched his hands into the pockets of his cotton-padded jacket and pulled the inside of the pocket out. Then he stretched his hands into his trouser pockets and pulled out the inside of the trouser pocket.

Zhao Jun acted like this to tell Wang Dalong that I really have no money. Otherwise, given the current situation, if he said it directly, Wang Dalong might not believe it and would even hold a grudge against Zhao Jun.

Wang Dalong turned his attention to Li Baoyu again. This time, Zhao Jun did not wait for him to speak, but said to Li Baoyu first: "Baoyu, give Brother Dalong fifty yuan, and I will let you borrow it."

As soon as these words came out, Wang Dalong suddenly felt his face was brightened, and he immediately smiled and said to Zhao Jun: "Xiaojun, you are not needed."

Then, he looked at Li Baoyu and said, "Baoyu, give me fifty yuan, and I will send it to you tomorrow morning."

Li Baoyu took out a roll of money from his pocket, took out five large unity cards, walked over and handed them to Wang Dalong.

"He is really my brother!" Wang Dalong took the money with one hand and patted Li Baoyu on the arm with the other hand to express his kindness.

Li Baoyu chuckled and returned to Zhao Jun. To be honest, if Zhao Jun hadn't spoken, Li Baoyu might not have lent money to Wang Dalong.

This is exactly what Zhao Jun is afraid of. If Wang Dalong and Li Baoyu speak and Li Baoyu refuses to agree, the scene will be ugly.

By that time, Zhao Jun couldn't even speak.

Wang Dalong handed the money to Xu Changlin, then reached out and grabbed the three hemp ropes in Xu Changlin's hand.

When Wang Dalong pulled him, Xu Changlin did not let go immediately. Wang Dalong called out "Master Xu" with a cold face, and Xu Changlin let go.

Wang Dalong was humiliated by Xu Changlin. After taking the dog, he did not say hello to Xu Changlin. He only said goodbye to Zhao Jun and Li Baoyu, and then walked away with the three dogs.

When the three dogs were led by Wang Dalong, they suddenly started whimpering, making chirping sounds, and wagging their tails desperately at Xu Changlin.

But Xu Changlin just turned around and said nothing.

The three dogs struggled so fiercely that Wang Dalong had to turn sideways, grab the rope with both hands, and forcefully drag the three dogs out of Xu Changlin's yard.

As soon as the three dogs came out of the yard, their tails drooped instantly, and tears really flowed from their eyes.

Dogs really can cry.

Seeing this scene, Li Baoyu felt uncomfortable, while Zhao Jun sighed softly.

When Wang Dalong led the dog away, Xu Changlin suddenly turned around and took two steps toward the courtyard door, but stopped again.

Zhao Jun and Li Baoyu were standing beside Xu Changlin, and they could see tears streaming down the old man's cheeks.

Xu Changlin raised his arms and wiped his face with the sleeves of his cotton-padded jacket. He turned around and walked to the backyard. As he walked, he said in a hoarse voice: "Man, let me lead the dog."

Zhao Jun and Li Baoyu both followed. At this time, Xu Changlin was hunched over, as if he had aged ten years.

Only then did Li Baoyu realize that the old man couldn't let go of his dog, so he asked: "Master Xu, if you can't let go of the dog, why don't you sell it."

Xu Changlin said without looking back: "I'm old and can't go up the mountain anymore."

Li Baoyu said again: "You see how reluctant you are to let them go. You can keep them even if you don't go to the mountain."

As soon as Li Baoyu said this, Xu Changlin stopped suddenly. Zhao Jun behind him almost couldn't react and bumped into him.

Xu Changlin turned around, looked at Li Baoyu, and said, "Boy, your family has been under siege since your grandfather, right?"

"That's right!" Li Baoyu nodded. Three generations of his ancestors and grandchildren fought in the siege. This was something he felt very proud of.

Xu Changlin's eyes were slightly red, but his eyes looking at Li Baoyu were cold and stern.
Chapter completed!
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