C55 Part4

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Chapter 55.4 – A Domineering Couple (3)

Xiao Zhongyi had a husky. Apparently it used to have an English name, Philip, but because of his work commitments, the dog spent more time back at the pet shop in daycare than at home. Xiao Zhongyi wasn’t the type to lavish attention on a pet either, and so, beyond responding to its name, Philip didn’t interact particularly warmly with its master.

Eventually, the dog ended up with Sansan. They say a dog resembles its owner; since we took Philip home it had become wild and excitable, less and less like the elegant and noble dog we had once thought it to be.

The first time I saw Philip, it was barely recognisable as a husky. From behind, it looked like a fat polar bear. This was a problem.

“Lao Xiao,” I asked, “What exactly do you feed him?”

His response was simply: “Dog food.”

“From which brand? It doesn’t have any additives or hormones, right?” The dog really was so rotund.

“The dog food is fine, it’s Xiao Shan who’s the problem. She sets out food six times a day, so the dog eats six meals a day, and that’s not even counting the extra things she feeds it in between.”

I turned to Sansan. “Sansan, what do you think he is, a pig?”

“Hehehe,” Sansan grinned. “I’m fattening him up to kill him and eat him.”

Xiao Zhongyi was the only one who could control her.

Having been successfully fattened up by Sansan, the dog’s name was changed to Ferrero.

To Ferrero, the one with the food was the one in charge, and so it quickly accepted its new name.

Lao Xiao was horrified. “He had a perfectly good name before! Change it back!”

Sansan: “No way. How could he be happy with a human name?!”

Lao Xiao: “So you named him after chocolate?”

Sansan: “Well, he’s a good-for-nothing who does nothing but eat, so I think it’s a name quite revealing of his nature.”

From that day on, whenever Lao Xiao took Ferrero out for a walk, he never called it by name, only “hey”.

Gu Wei, as a student, earned peanuts. But for some reason, his friends and classmates were all curious about how much he made. Now this was understandable from doctors from different hospitals, or those not in the field, but even Chen Cong would ask him sometimes, “Gu Wei, Gu Wei, what money is there for you to make here?”

His reply: “The money in my dreams is there for the making.”

I looked at him suspiciously. “You don’t have a third job, do you?”

His response was: “Aren’t you my third job?”

Chen Cong once approached me while Gu Wei was a away and asked, “Sister-in-law, how much do you make?”

I thought about it. “Two.”

Chen Cong pointed at me in mock frustration. “You you you…! You and Gu Wei really are the same kind of person!” Then he turned and left, defeated, muttering, “They are all bad people…”

I had nothing to say to that.