"Little Tiger and Little Tiger..." At night, an old lady's old voice echoed in the community for a long time. Xiaohu was the name of an old lady, the name of a puppy he raised.
This old lady in her 70s lives on the third floor of a community. She has a son, but she does not live together. Because the old man and his daughter-in-law didn't get along very well. My son rarely comes here usually. Those who don’t know what he is, will think that the old lady is a widowed person. The one who usually depends on the old lady is a dog that has been raised for several years.
When the old lady was in good health a few years ago, she often made some food at home and then fed stray cats. Later, when she was in poor health, she stopped going. There was always a strange smell in the room she lived in. The smell even spread to the corridor, making the neighbors upstairs and downstairs particularly dissatisfied.
My mother-in-law's room was very dirty and messy. Suddenly one day, the old woman's son brought someone over and helped her clean up the house, and then simply decorated it. Disinfection water was sprayed in the corridor, and the strange smell in the old lady's room also disappeared.
The grandson, who has not appeared for a long time, also appeared and often brought some food to the old lady. The people in the building were very strange and thought that the old lady's son might move here to live with him.
After a few days, news of the old lady's grandson getting married came out. The neighbors upstairs and downstairs also understood why the old lady's son and grandson suddenly came frequently. Every time the grandson brought something to the old lady, the old lady would keep saying thank you. It is normal for grandson to buy some food for grandma. Maybe because grandson always doesn’t come, so the old lady always says thank you so politely.
After a period of time after the grandson got married, he often brought his wife to see the old lady. Later, the intervals between them became longer and longer, and slowly they rarely came.
The old lady's room returned to the strange smell of the past, and the way she used to be with her dog.
I don’t know if the old lady is too lonely or why. She would put the dog outside early, and kept muttering: "Go and go..."
But when the dog had just walked for a while, she walked downstairs uneasy, calling the dog's name over and over again. Sometimes, she will do such things several times a day.
Next one day, while the dog was crossing the road, he was suddenly hit and killed by a car. The death of a dog has a big blow to his wife, and the old woman looks fluffy and frustrated. She called her son over and over again and cried that the dog was dead.
The old lady seemed to have some brainstorms and had a bad memory. Although the dog is dead, she will keep asking the neighbors if they see the dog, and then look for the dog around the community. Until night, I was still shouting the dog's name over and over in the community. Those who know that the dog is dead will inevitably feel a little sad when they hear the old lady shouting the dog's name outside over and over at night.
Children should care more about the elderly and take more care of them. Don’t let the elderly feel that they have lost their backers and hope because a dog dies.
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