1

Lao Wang's gourmet hut has been in Fancheng Pedestrian Street for almost ten years.

The iron shack of less than 6 square meters seems to be enchanted. It can not only produce all kinds of ice cream and milk tea, but also American hot dogs, hamburgers, fried chicken and Korean fried rice cakes made by Lao Wang himself, and Chinese spring rolls made by him ...

Lao Wang, who lives alone, puts all his efforts into this shop, and holidays are all year round, rain or shine.

he dare not let himself stop. Only when you are busy can you get rid of those unhappy memories temporarily.

in his early years, Lao Wang had a good skill in catering, and his business was always good.

It's just that Lao Wang sells things by his temper. When he meets a beggar who is greedy and has no money, he is happy. Not only does he not accept money from others, but he also gives away several kinds of food for free.

once, a young couple came shopping with their son.

The little boy passed by the gourmet house and smelled the smell of fried chicken, so he clamored for fried chicken. But I just bought fried chicken, and the little boy stared at milk tea again.

his mother refused anyway, and said with a straight face, "I told you, didn't I? Can only buy the same! "

no matter how much the son cries, the mother will never let go. In the cold weather, the little boy cried his nose all over his face.

Lao Wang hates children crying, so he hurriedly mixed a cup of hot milk tea and handed it to the child. "Young man, don't cry, grandpa will buy you a drink! No money. "

the little boy's mother slapped the milk tea back. "I don't care about money, I don't want him to eat more junk food!" "

This remark made Lao Wang unhappy. "Whose stuff are you calling junk food? My milk tea is made of fresh milk and real tea, and it can be beautiful after drinking it! "

Lao Wang walked out of the tin house and insisted on sending milk tea to the boy's arms.

The woman was completely angry. "Are you sick, old man? Is this my son or your son? "

not far away, the boy's father is sitting in a BMW.

He saw a tall, dirty old man, chasing after his wife and children on the main road, and quickly opened the car door and came out. While walking, he also angrily lit Lao Wang with his hand. "What are you doing? ！”

"The old man is sick!" When a woman sees her own man coming, she is more imposing.

"Who are you cursing? ! How many stinking money is amazing? This is what I asked the children to eat! "

The three men jostled together, and the onlookers couldn't understand the farce. The pedestrian street, which is not spacious, got stuck here and became packed.

It was the little boy who took the milk tea from Lao Wang at the right moment and stood by and drank it with relish.

It was not until the security guard on the pedestrian street came running that the three men were pulled away. Lao Wang's cotton-padded jacket collar was crumpled and tilted on his arm.

It's not the first time that he has caused trouble. The security guards have long been used to it.

watching the couple go out swearing at the child's arm, the security captain patted Lao Wang on the shoulder. "I said, old man, when can we stop our temper?" Giving away things for nothing can also provoke people to get a fat beating. It's the first time I've lived so big! "

Lao Wang ignored the teasing of the security captain, but made a face at the little boy who turned around frequently.

Lao Wang is such an evil temper. Therefore, although he has been in the pedestrian street for many years, he hasn't made any friends.

2

At the end of November 218, a heavy rain fell in Fancheng, a small northern town.

In this extremely cold weather, there are almost no people in the street, and many tin houses on the pedestrian street are not open, only the "Lao Wang's gourmet hut" is still brightly lit.

all day, his customers are just a few young female employees in the opposite shopping mall.

Those little girls like to eat his roast cold noodles and Chinese spring rolls. During lunch and dinner, they sent a representative to Lao Wang to cook. Five dollars per person, full, catch up with the old James Wang, but also send them a cup of red jujube ginger tea.

at 9 o'clock in the evening, Lao Wang is ready to pull the shutter door.

Usually, he is open until at least 11 o'clock, but in this rainy day, there are no customers, and the iron house is leaking and raining. He is really too cold to stand. The two cotton slippers on his feet are already damp, and a pair of big feet are frozen into ice lumps.

Going home early, opening a bottle of wine and cooking a pot of hot porridge are the holidays that Lao Wang gave himself.

halfway through the shutter door, he felt something biting his trouser leg, so he subconsciously kicked it.

with a whoosh, a hot meat rolled aside.

Looking back, it was a big golden retriever with bleeding front legs.

The rain has turned its yellow hair into a lock, and it clings to its head. The sharp primal head looks funny, and its front legs seem to be scratched and bloody by something.

Jin Mao looked at Lao Wang with wet eyes. Just now, Lao Wang's foot was kicked lightly, and he was injured again. At this time, he was lying on the ground looking like a dying man.

Lao Wang's heart melted.

When he was young, he liked to pet dogs. When he was a militia, he trained two police dogs. However, since his wife died, he hasn't had a dog since he took care of himself.

In this rainy day in early winter, God let him meet such a poor thing. If he doesn't care, it will be drowned by this heavy rain, right?

after a moment's hesitation, Lao Wang moved the golden retriever onto the pedal of the electric car.

fearing that the dog would fall, he also wrapped the dog in broken autumn trousers several times. The dog is very obedient and does not move.

after the ordeal, he was soaked through by the rain.

When he brought the dog home, Lao Wang made a nest for the dog with broken cotton trousers, washed the injured dog leg with iodophor, sprinkled some Yunnan Baiyao and bound it up.

He didn't have the energy and didn't want to spend the money to go to the pet hospital.

Lao Wang is prejudiced against hospitals. Even if he is ill, he just buys some medicine in a small clinic to make do, and he also chooses the cheapest one.

"Whether you can survive, old chap, depends on your luck." Before going to bed, Lao Wang touched the dog's head and prayed for it.

3

The next morning, Lao Wang felt dizzy.

he has a high fever.

hospitals are definitely not allowed. The only son has already broken off relations with him, and will not call on holidays.

Lao Wang had to brace himself up and cook a pot of porridge, even forcing himself to drink two bowls. I ate two expired cold medicines again, and I lay on the bed and covered the quilt to sweat.

he passed out feebly.

In a daze, Lao Wang heard the golden retriever purring. When I opened my eyes again, it was dusk outside the window and the neon of the city began to run brilliantly.

it just occurred to him that it was time to get some food for the dog.

So, I got up again with difficulty, heated the porridge in the rice cooker, drank a bowl for myself, and served a bowl for the dog.

*** In the past few days, Lao Wang gave Jin Mao a very feminine name called "Jiahui".

Jiahui is a bitch.

Lao Wang found Jiahui very human.

When he was sick and weak, Jiahui knew how to help him with his slippers, and also helped him to take the waste paper thrown on the ground to the trash can.

Jiahui also showed amazing vitality. After only three days of rest, she was able to drag her lame leg around the house.

The most amazing thing is that it knows to walk lightly when strolling, as if afraid to disturb Lao Wang's sleep.

4

Lao Wang has been lying at home for a whole week, and only when he has a fever can he retire.

as soon as he recovered from his illness, he had to open a shop again, so he had to lock Jiahui in the house.

When he left, he touched Jiahui's head and told him, "Old chap, wait at home, and I'll bring you something delicious in the evening."

Jiahui licked his hand as if she understood.

when I came back in the first two days, except for some traces of dog shit and urine on the floor, my home was still in good shape.

the third day is terrible.

Toilet paper, rotten socks, cloth strips on mops ... mixed with dog hair, Jiahui tore it all over the floor, and the house seemed to be ransacked, and the house smelled of dogs.

Lao Wang has been busy outside all day, and he can't wait to fall asleep when he gets home. Where can he have the strength to clean?

His quick temper came back, and he just kicked Jiahui in the stomach.

Jiahui ate the pain, and with a whoop, she shrank to the corner of the bed.

Looking at it, Lao Wang's heart softened again. With a sigh, he squatted on the ground and picked it up.

when Jiahui saw that her master had cooled down, she immediately wagged her tail and stuck it behind him, her tongue "Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha" stretched out, and she looked silly and happy.

Lao Wang smiled.

actually, it's good to have such a hot thing at home.

On the fourth morning, when Lao Wang went out, Jiahui put her head under the door and refused to let him close the door.

Wang Ming understands that Jiahui wants to follow him out.

he sighed, "Oh, just take it with you." Anyway, a lonely old man is not afraid to do anything that makes people look askance.

So, there was such a scene on the main road-a tall and thin old man hunched over and rode an old electric bicycle with big pedals, and a lame dog ran after him.

Jiahui stretched out her tongue for a long time, her mouth was "wheezing" with hot air, and her dog's tail stood high, looking cheerful.

This fresh scene has attracted people to look askance.

several young men also whistled.

Lao Wang unconsciously held his neck high and felt full of energy.

By the time she got to the store, Jiahui was so tired that she could only breathe, but she still clung to Lao Wang.

In the morning, when there were not many guests, Lao Wang peeled two ham sausages and put them in a white porcelain bowl and gave them to Jiahui.

when Jia Hui was full, she nested in a circle at Lao Wang's feet, and her wet black eyes were clever.

Lao Wang couldn't help stroking his lame leg and sighed, "Old chap, your leg is lame. I'm afraid it's hard to find a good partner in this life ..." His tone seemed to be rambling with an old friend, "But it doesn't matter, I don't mind, I'll give you a pension and die ..."

5

Before, when business was not busy, Lao Wang liked to watch it on his mobile phone.

Now, Lao Wang takes time to train dogs.

He got back the skills of training dogs when he was a soldier. Chicken bones left over from making hamburgers and minced pork left over from making meat rolls are all good ingredients for him to reward Jiahui.

"Jiahui, sit down!" Lao Wang stood in front of the shop and drank like a soldier.

"Jiahui, lie down!" Lao Wang stretched out his arm and made a neat gesture.

"Jiahui, shake hands!" Jiahui lifted her lame front leg and shook hands with Lao Wang.

Soon, Lao Wang became the envy of the owners of the pedestrian street. Because, as soon as he tames the dog, the pedestrians in the street are bound to go to his shop to watch.

because of a dog, the business of the snack bar is too busy. This is what Lao Wang did not expect.

Later, he simply hired a helper. In this way, when you train dogs again, you won't delay your business.

Jiahui is very clever. It's only two months, and she has learned to shake hands and pick up drink bottles.

It has become a star dog on the pedestrian street, and those little lovers and children who go shopping like to tease it best.

They shouted like Lao Wang: "Jiahui, shake hands!" As soon as Jiahui raised her front foot, they clapped their hands and jumped, which was more happy than winning the lottery.

Some children come to buy Lao Wang's hamburger, but they don't eat a bite, so they change hands and feed it to Jiahui.

in just a few months, Jiahui was as fat as if she had been blown up by anger.

There are also many dog owners who admire Lao Wang and ask him about his dog training experience.

Every time, Lao Wang smiled and said, "What's the secret? If you raise it as a human being, it will naturally be human!"

Dog owners are very dissatisfied and think that Lao Wang is being mysterious.

Yes, it's really hard for them to imagine the life of an old man living alone.

in fact, what Lao Wang said is true. For him, Jiahui is not only a pet, but also a partner and friend.

He eats and sleeps with Jiahui every day. Usually, he never uses a dog chain, and Jiahui follows him wherever he goes; He has the truth, and no one talks about it, and he also tells it to Jiahui.

It's not human nature to raise a dog in this way. Jiahui is almost a genius.

Every night, Lao Wang, who has been busy all day, goes home and sits in the dim light, drinking a small glass of wine alone in silence. Jiahui crouched quietly at his feet, not noisy or noisy, and looked at him with only two black eyes shining and wet.

At that moment, Lao Wang really felt that Jiahui was not a dog.

it is a person who can't speak.

Jia Hui knows all the pains in his heart.

6

Unexpectedly, Lao Wang was interviewed by reporters.

First, a WeChat official account restaurant owner in this city came to take a photo of Jiahui, and then wrote an article saying that there was a magic dog who could pick up garbage in an obscure snack bar in this city.

Then, a little online celebrity, a video producer, sent a small video of "Jiahui" shaking hands with customers and helping Lao Wang pick up plastic bottles to his personal account. In just a few days, the number of video hits actually broke 3,.

two days later, a reporter from Fancheng Daily came to interview.

Journalists' interviews are more professional, because they always want to dig out the stories behind them.

They even want to know why Lao Wang opened a snack bar, what he did in his early years, who else is at home and why he has been living alone.

Lao Wang hesitates to talk.

The reporter promised Lao Wang that after seeing the newspaper, the TV station would follow up the interview, and they would make Lao Wang and Jia Hui the online celebrity of a small town, and it would be only a matter of minutes to make money in the future.

Lao Wang knows that the reporter didn't brag, and he has tasted some of this sweetness.

but he still doesn't want to be interviewed.

He has nothing against money. He is just worried that he will get into trouble for his son.

Lao Wang politely sent the reporter away.

unfortunately, when people become popular, they can't help it.

a few days later, the report was sent out.

The newspaper reporter did not know where to find out that Lao Wang's son worked as a middle manager in a well-known state-owned enterprise in this city, with an annual salary of more than 3, yuan. The article hurts that Lao Wang's son has a house and a car, but he lets his father, who is over 6 years old, make a living by selling snacks.

The article was forwarded to the forum in this city. Because of the fame accumulated by "Jiahui" before, the article quickly went viral on the whole network. (Novel title: "Lao Wang and His Dog", by Qi Qiman. From: read some stories every day and watch more exciting)