He was kicked out as soon as he came of age, and Gu Xiaoxiao had no choice but to fend for himself with his native dog.
After living in a dilapidated thatched house for three months, eating steamed buns and pickles, and farming every day, one person and one dog finally heard the good news, and packed up their bedrolls to go eat and drink.
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On their wedding night, the tall and handsome city lord had a cold face and took out a palm-sized, mottled native dog puppy from the bed, and asked in a cold voice: "Why is this thing here?"
Like all old mothers with oil bottles, the bride bites the bullet and defends weakly: "Maybe you can understand that this is our son. Think on the bright side, we just got married and have a son who can be filial to his parents... Maybe he will wash the old father's feet or something."
The handsome city lord's face instantly darkened. Does he need a country brat to wash his feet filially?
Purpose: You must not give up halfway in life