Hello everyone, my name is San Baisui, I am a Chinese rural dog, also known as a “earth dog”.
Before being adopted by my dad, I had been living in Sanyang Village, enduring hardships and loneliness. It wasn’t until my dad brought me to the city that my world underwent a tremendous change.
I moved into a warm home and gained a kind and versatile dad-mom. My mom was really capable, excelling in cooking, repairing appliances, and much more. Of course, besides all that, he was also quite “capable” in a literal sense.
What’s that? You’re saying I’m a lustful dog?
Actually, I wasn’t like that at first. I was only a simple and innocent rural mutt.
When I first came to the city, I didn’t understand anything. My dad took me for a walk and I left a pile on the side of the road. My dad looked at my mess with a calm expression, immediately called my mom, as if he had been waiting for me to poop.
My mom agreed to bring plastic bags, but he revealed another piece of information – he hadn’t broken up with him ex-boyfriend yet.
After hanging up the phone, my dad lightly kicked my rear, saying that my mom didn’t want me anymore.
I was confused. It was him who didn’t want you, so why are you kicking me?
But things quickly turned around. My mom’s ex-boyfriend happened to come out of the residential area and even gave my dad a punch. I’m sure my mom didn’t expect such a dramatic turn of events to happen to him.
Later, using his injured hand as an excuse, my dad took me to my mom’s house.
As a witness who saw everything that just happened, I’m well aware my dad was punched in the jaw. But he lifted his shirt to show his eight-pack abs and had my mom massage his waist.
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At that moment, a thought flashed through my mind: I might not be a real person, but you are a real dog.
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It felt as if he was going to catch an affair.
Since then, my dad started having insomnia. That was very unusual since he valued sleep a lot. Sometimes I had to jump on his bed to get him up.
I think his insomnia was because of my mom. When he couldn’t sleep, he started making rings in his workshop.
That’s probably when he decided to pursue my mom seriously.
But I still can’t figure out how he managed to win my mom over.
After returning from Sanyang Village, my mom sprained him ankle and stayed at my dad’s house. One night, they were playing chase in the living room. I excitedly joined in and ended up tripping my dad.
My dad went back to his room and I don’t know what message he sent to my mom. The next day, they became a couple without saying a word.
Maybe that’s just how adults understand each other. What would a little mutt like me understand?
But that’s when I transformed from a rural dog to a real yellow dog.
I always thought my mom was a serious person. I never imagined that when he was “fighting” with my dad in bed, he would be so strong.
I saw them in every corner of their room, even my territory – the balcony – wasn’t off-limits. It’s a floor-to-ceiling window, could you at least close the curtains?
Well, it’s midnight, so I guess it doesn’t really matter.
That incident made me realize one thing – sleep wasn’t the most important thing for my dad; sleeping with my mom was.
Later, due to my dad’s work, I returned to Sanyang Village for the third time.
On the roadside, I met an adorable male dog. I sniffed his butt and we got along, but my mom wouldn’t let me ride him.
Humans are so inconsistent. How can they treat me like this? I’m not happy.
During that time in Sanyang Village, I met my grandpa. My first impression of him wasn’t good because I could tell he didn’t like me.
Half a year later, I celebrated New Year’s at grandpa’s house with my parents. Apart from the three of them, my aunt from another city also came, and she bought me lots of clothes.
According to my dad, grandpa divorced a long time ago. He had dated two women after that, but it didn’t work out, so he lived alone.
During this family reunion for New Year’s, grandpa made a significant concession. Initially, he wanted my dad to spend New Year’s at home with him, but my dad didn’t want to be apart from my mom and kept refusing. It wasn’t until New Year’s Eve that grandpa’s attitude softened, and he allowed my dad to bring my mom along.
Grandpa’s house was a two-story mansion, and with only him living in it, it felt incredibly spacious.
I knew he didn’t like me much, so when I arrived at his house, I left a pile in the living room. Just as I expected, he got angry and threatened to throw me out. But my aunt was good at talking and managed to calm him down.
That night, as the Spring Festival Gala drew to a close, the atmosphere among us became more harmonious.
Grandpa talked with my mom about expanding their clientele, the collaborations their respective firms and studios could engage in. My dad wasn’t pleased that my mom was chatting with grandpa all the time, so he placed me in grandpa’s arms and made him watch over me.
At that moment, I suddenly understood something – it seemed like all this time, I had been a tool dog.
Oh well, I’m well-fed, well-drinked, and warmly dressed. What more could I ask for?
At first, grandpa wasn’t used to it, but he gradually started rubbing my head with keen interest. He even lifted me up in the air and said, “Call me grandpa.”
I was speechless. Why were these men from the Huo family so childish?
After the New Year, my parents returned home, but grandpa kept me with him and petted me whenever he had time. What’s more, he occasionally took me to his firm and had all the employees gather around to see me. If any of the employees praised my cuteness, he would be extremely pleased.
Previously, he would play golf or go fishing on his days off, but since I came to his house, he started frequenting the dog park with me instead, letting me make friends with those fancy purebred dogs.
Many of the dogs in the park were of expensive breeds, born with privileges. They probably never encountered a mutt like me before. They played gracefully, but their strength and stamina couldn’t match mine.
I didn’t really like playing with them, but if they were willing to let me ride, I wasn’t unwilling to take some time and show them the might of a great Chinese rural dog.
Are you saying my parents taught me badly?
Compared to them, I was still quite innocent.
The abandoned child has fun in life at least xD
i love Sanbai’s pov…
hahahaha…. I laughed out loud with Sanbai’s POV
It’s cute that even papa Huo recognized the couple’s dog child and wanted to be its grandpa 🥰
A chapter for San Baisui is nice to see~~