Xue Yuantong had never been one to meddle in other people's affairs, let alone step in with righteous indignation to dissuade them.
Jiang Ning thought for a moment and then beckoned with a curl of his finger.
River Dam Bungalow.
Zhang Ruyun was at home petting his dog, the ferocious Black Back Wolf Dog, which could only submit meekly to its owner.
Just as he was stroking the black dog's fur, the Black Back Wolf Dog suddenly stood up and, with all four legs, dashed desperately towards the door.
Uncle Zhang cursed, "You ungrateful mongrel!"
No need to guess; the dog had definitely run to the neighbor's house.
In the past, Uncle Zhang had hated it, gone mad, and felt helpless, but now, he had gradually gotten used to it.
If you can't change it, then face life with a smile.
...
The north side of the river dam.
One kilometer away from the bungalow.
Amidst a large area of shade, there was a pit that was about 8 meters wide and roughly 15 meters long, dug out by an excavator.
