The only thing to be thankful for is probably that last year he slapped the Americans in the face twice on the Taiwan Strait issue, and the old man took a vicious breath of anger in the "Milky Way" freighter incident, and he was in a very happy mood, so he did not die at the beginning of the year as in history, and is still alive and well.

This made Zhang Lan very reassured, although I don't know how long the old man can live, but Zhang Lan wishes this old man, even if he wants to leave, at least he must see Hong Kong go home, right? This is the old man's biggest dream.

I don't want this kind of depressing thing! Zhang Lan comforted herself, why are so many unlucky people who were hit by a car and killed, only she was reborn? Could it be that God can't bear to watch everything that happens in this magical land of China, let himself change something, change the situation in the future of China, is all this the will of heaven in the dark?

Thinking about it like this, it seems that I feel like I'm being a superman, but what Superman does is save the earth, and I do it myself, hehe......

On the weekend, I went back to my hometown, Huzi looked older, three years have passed, Huzi is already too old to be old, and the drooping old looks as if he can fall down at any time.

Looking at the tiger who was trembling towards him, still rubbing against himself as before, Zhang Lan couldn't help but admire the tenacity of the tiger's vitality in addition to a burst of sadness: just like those who looked eighty or ninety years old, their lives seemed to be flickering candles that could be blown out in the wind, and trembling as if they would never wake up again after a sleep at any time, but they still got up the next morning. Huzi is also in this state.

Maybe it's not easy for God to look at him. Specially let Huzi stay with him for a little more time, right? Zhang Lan couldn't help laughing at herself: every time she went back to her hometown, she was worried that she wouldn't see the figure who greeted her at the door far away, and after seeing that figure, she was worried that when she got up the next morning, she wouldn't see the figure who heard the door opening and sat at the door, happily wagging his tail and waiting for him.

Huzi is really old, and his pace is not as vigorous as before, but he is such an old dog, but he is still not blind or deaf. The sense of smell is still sharp.

Every time Zhang Lan came back, he could hear the unique, majestic and powerful exhaust sound of Brother Zhuzi from a distance, and every time Zhang Lan got out of the car, Huzi was waiting happily at the door wagging his tail.

I can't remember where I watched a story, an old dog who was loyal to his master, when his life came to an end one day, he wanted to look at his master, and then left quietly, but unfortunately. On this day, the host was not at home for something.

The dog, who had been wanting to see his master for the last time, although he was too old to walk, still tried his best to raise his head and turn his head in the direction of the master of the gate, hoping that his master would come back when he was leaving, even if it was just to let himself look at him again.

But it was useless, the master did not know that the old friend who had been with him for many years was about to leave today, and the Grim Reaper would not show mercy to anyone or any animal, until the dog finally could not withstand the scythe of the Grim Reaper and died. The host didn't need to come back.

When the owner returned, the loyal dog's head was still facing the gate, and his eyes were still open: even if he was dead, he wanted to see his master. There is a saying called death without blinding, and this dog just does not blind to death: before he died, even if he took one last look at the master he had been with for many years, his last wish was not fulfilled.

Zhang Lan can understand what kind of mood the owner of the dog in the story will be after seeing his old friend who is dependent on him die, Zhang Lan can understand, but she definitely doesn't want to experience the kind of heart-wrenching and endless pain as if he is cutting meat in the heart with a blunt knife.

When she saw this story, Zhang Lan remembered that she cried for the first time for a story. Although the death of a dog is just the most ordinary thing, and the story is very ordinary, Zhang Lan doesn't want such a story to appear in him, even when the tiger is gone, he has to be by his side. Let him go in peace.

Yes. Now Dihuzi, in Zhang Lan's eyes. It's him, not him.

"It's hard to imagine that you would have such a deep affection for people of different kinds." Alice's eyes were red, "It seems unimaginable to us. ”

"This may be our shortcoming," Zhang Lan gently held the hair on Huzi's back that was not very smooth, and couldn't help laughing at herself, "You have discovered a big flaw in our character." Be sure to make good use of it in the future. ”

"I like this kind of shortcomings of yours," Xiao Chenxi said on the side.

Alice didn't speak, just nodded in agreement.

Neither girl asked Zhang Lan why there was a type of person like Zhang Lan who loved animals so much and even regarded him as a family member in them, and they didn't need to ask why anyone would kill this animal, which is called man's best friend, to eat meat. In their view, the world is inherently contradictory and unified, with good and bad; Where there is light, there is darkness, and the entire universe cannot escape this law. \\\\\\

Huzi's old hair even began to change color, and the color of his coat was no longer as smooth and smooth as a few years ago, Zhang Lan never knew, just like the old man's hair turned gray when he was old, the color of the coat on a dog's body would actually change when he was old, does this mean that Huzi's life will really not be too long?

Thinking about it, I started worrying about this problem three years ago, but I didn't expect that after worrying for three years, Huzi is still alive, although he is no longer as lively as he was three years ago, but he is still deaf and clear-sighted, isn't it?

No one can say anything about a psychic dog like Huzi. Zhang Lan just doesn't know, will Huzi have another three years? There are many super birthday stars who are more than 100 years old among human beings, and maybe Huzi will also become a super birthday star among dogs.

Although dogs rarely live longer than 15 years, especially the best military dogs like Huzi, who have participated in brutal battles and are well trained. Because in the first half of life, life is too overdrawn, and the life span will be shorter. But now the life expectancy of the tiger is over fifteen years, which has surpassed the life record of almost all military dogs. ,

Zhang Lan really hopes that Huzi can work harder and live more than twenty years old, well, it would be even better if he could break the world record set by the dog who lived to be thirty-four years old. \\\\\\ Zhang Lan sincerely hopes that this little wish of hers can come true.

Hugged Huzi to the back seat of Brother Zhuzi, this guy is too heavy. Although Lao Tzu has lost some weight, he still weighs nearly 100 catties, which is much heavier than the average little girl, at least much heavier than Mo Liyan's girl.

Take the tiger to his home in the county, so that he can see it every day, and if there is any emergency, he can also appear in time.

Maybe it's because I used to ride in the car a lot, and this guy didn't mean to worry at all. On the contrary, he was quite excited to lie there and look around. Zhang Lan looked sweaty: Could it be that this guy is lying here and still remembers his sassy and heroic posture in the years of war and gunpowder?

"Huh? How did you take the tiger over? When she returned home in the afternoon, Yang Zhi first noticed Huzi spinning happily around her lap and wagging her tail excitedly.

"Well, take it," Zhang Lan nodded, "You often only go back once in two or three days, and when I go back, I always let others feed me, I don't worry, let's take care of ourselves better after taking this guy over." ”

Zhang Zongjun nodded. Knowing what his son was thinking, he patted Zhang Lan on the shoulder, "Good boy." ”

Time moves forward day by day, like a tireless, non-stop runner.

Agata rushed into Zhang Zongjun's office, but Zhang Lan and Xiao Chenxi, who were in Zhang Zongjun's office, were startled: What is this guy doing roughly?

"Boss, it worked! We did it! Agata first excitedly reported the good news to Zhang Zongjun, and it wasn't until he finished saying this that he saw Zhang Lan and Xiao Chenxi, who were looking at him speechlessly on the side, and suddenly felt embarrassed: It seems that he is a little too reckless, huh? Rubbing his hands together rather embarrassedly, "That." The two little bosses are also there? ”

"What exactly succeeded?" Zhang Lan didn't care about this guy's embarrassment, and asked curiously: This guy has been responsible for the development of large-displacement engines, remembering a task assigned to this guy last year, do you mean......

"Three bosses," this guy is going to be tricky. "The task you assigned to develop a high-power all-aluminum engine. Now it's working! ”

And sure enough, it was! Although Zhang Lan also had some premonitions in his heart when he heard this guy say just now, he really heard Agata say this. Zhang Lan still had a feeling of joy falling from the sky, as if someone had been stabbed in the ass and stood up like an awl. Grabbing this guy's shoulder, he was almost incoherent with excitement, "Is it really done?" Is it really done? ”

It was hot, and someone handed a fan; I was sleepy, and someone just brought me a pillow. Zhang Lan didn't have a deep understanding of this before, but now she finally knows what kind of mood the person is in at this time: that is, the kind of sweet feeling when the drought is in the rain, and the cool feeling when the sun is at the end of the summer when eating a cold ice cream and involuntarily shrinking every pore!

"It's really done!" Agatta, who was grinning at being caught by Zhang Lan, nodded to Zhang Lan painfully, "But little boss, if you don't let go, I will become the first employee to be pinched off by my boss because of good results." ”

"Hehe, I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Zhang Lan smiled hey, and hurriedly let go of Agatta's arm: In the company, those senior engineers and designers who really have good skills have been respected by the company to the greatest extent, in the eyes of Alice Group, these guys are the company's most precious baby bumps, to be exact, these guys are the old hens raised in the company that can lay golden eggs, and they are the most diligent ones that lay eggs.

Such a baby bump naturally has to be served well.

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