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Tommy’s dad saw Tommy sitting in the yard and asked curiously, “Why are you sitting here? Aren’t Grandpa Jack and Grandma Lucy at home?” As he was speaking, he noticed that his son’s expression was wrong. Then he saw, “What? You were bitten by a dog?” He squatted down anxiously.

At this time, a conversation came from outside. The voices got closer and clearer: “Old man, I think we should buy some rat poison to poison Rover. It’s scary to keep it chained like this. If it bites us again, we can’t always rely on Tommy’s dad, right?” Needless to say, it was Grandma Lucy’s voice, but these words stunned Tommy’s dad.

“We can’t poison it, old woman. Think about it. If Rover hadn’t bitten us today, would Tommy’s dad have thought of buying us supplements?” Grandpa Jack had a naturally loud voice. “This can’t be considered relying on others! Alas, who asked us to be bitten by Rover and we don’t have the money to see a doctor. Thinking about the past when we raised him, we can only use this method. It’s just that his family’s dog was wronged…”

As soon as Tommy’s dad heard what the old man said, without saying a word, he suddenly picked up Tommy on his back and quietly walked out of the back door of the yard. Along the way, his heart was like a rat, filled with all kinds of feelings. After taking Tommy to the Disease Control Station to get a vaccine, when they were almost home, Tommy’s dad suddenly turned to look at Tommy and asked, “Son, if I had killed Blackie, would you… blame me?”

“What?” Tommy shouted and jumped off his dad’s back. He rushed into the yard and saw that Blackie was lying straight on the ground, with a bloody chain tightly around it…

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