Han Cang's Visit
Editor: Henyee Translations
Luoping City.
Han Dazhu and Blackie were planting fruit trees in Breeze Villa. Blackie was digging the pit while Han Dazhu was planting a fruit tree as thick as an arm into the pit.
Looking at the row of fruit trees planted, the old man smiled happily.
"Blackie, in the future, we can pick whatever fruits we want to eat. When my granddaughter is born, we can sit under the tree and eat while enjoying the shade. Wouldn't that be great?" Han Dazhu looked forward to the scene of the child being born.
Blackie seemed to understand and wagged its tail excitedly.
Han Dazhu smiled and patted its head. "You're the smartest dog. That brat has been gone for a month and hasn't called me. It's too much. When he comes back this time, Blackie, help me teach that unfilial grandson a lesson."
Blackie raised its front claws and stomped them twice.
Han Dazhu knew that the dog could understand and was smiling from ear to ear.