Chapter 8

Uncle Gen glanced at the empty wooden table, and said to Ye Jian in a vigorous voice, "Girl, you will know who they are in the future. Other grandpas dare not tell, but you live here, absolutely I won't suffer any grievances."

Wronged..., she won't let herself be wronged again!

Ye Jian nodded lightly, and after thinking about it seriously, she blinked playfully, "Don't worry, I won't talk nonsense."

There is no shortage of smart people in this world, but what is lacking is people with clear thoughts. Master Gen laughed out loud, and looked at Ye Jian with a more kind gaze, "Okay, Grandpa will wait for you to come home."

After Ye Jian came out, Hei Ga who had left suddenly appeared again. Uncle Gen gave her a look with a smile, "Aren't you afraid just now? Didn't you scare me?"

An immature Tibetan mastiff is stronger than an adult dog. Ye Jian glanced at it, pursed her lips and said with a smile, "I'm not afraid, any intelligent dog will recognize its owner."

"Girl is a courageous person, but this is not a dog, but a Tibetan mastiff, a very spiritual Tibetan mastiff." Uncle Gen was more and more happy when he saw her calm face, without any fear, "Let it smell Smell your scent, and when you go home, it will recognize you."

He just clapped his palms, and Hei Ga, who heard the applause, reacted extremely quickly, as if he had received professional training and rushed over.

"Come on, Hei Ga, smell your little master's scent." Master Gen bent down, gently stroked Hei Ga's big head, and motioned Ye Jian to stretch out his hand, letting him recognize the master by smelling it.

Ye Jiante boldly stretched out his hand, and directly to Hei Ga's canine mouth, "Hei Ga, I'm Ye Jian, please take care of me in the future."

Recognizing the master is not a matter of one time. The Tibetan mastiff only recognizes one master in a lifetime, and then let it recognize the master. Only a spiritual Tibetan mastiff will have the second time.

Hei Yan didn't come to smell Ye Jian immediately, but shook his hair, arrogant like a general, first walked around Ye Jian's feet a few times, whimpering and sniffing from time to time.

Smelling and humming, it took at least three minutes before he lowered his head and rubbed Ye Jian's little feet, and lay down docilely. This was his confession of the Lord.

Ye Jian was happy to have Hei Ga recognized as the master, but Sun Dongqing walked half a circle around the village.

Early in the morning, anxious and angry, she broke out in a hot sweat.

Damn girl, where did you die! It's okay to go around under the nose all day long, and whenever there is something to look for her, the ghost has not seen a single one.

Sun Dongqing, who looked around, was standing on the embankment cursing and swearing. With sharp eyes, she finally saw Ye Jian standing on the embankment of a pond above.

I saw her eyeballs move slightly, and she raised her throat out of anger and screamed sharply, "Girl Jane, what are you doing! Come back quickly! Come back quickly."

"Hai Da, Hai Da, hurry up, pull girl Jian! Damn girl, I can't think about it, this is going to jump into the pond!"

Carrying a hoe on their shoulders, the villagers who happened to pass by the embankment heard that they dropped the hoe, and stumbled a few times, and pulled Ye Jian aside with their iron-like hands.

He must have been frightened, he was so strong that he and Ye Jian almost fell into the paddy field below.

"Uncle Hai, be careful." Ye Jian reacted quickly, and even pulled the middle-aged man who was about to fall into the paddy field, "I just came out of the house, and my aunt yelled at me, and I was dumbfounded."

The middle-aged man only felt a cold sweat break out from his back. Hearing what Ye Jian said, his complexion became uneasy, "That aunt of yours is screaming all day long! Everyone will be scared out of their wits by her gone."

He said again: "You girl, didn't you faint yesterday? Why don't you lie down at home! What are you doing here by the pond?"