Chapter 1672: The Weight of Life

He Tuoluo was a little blank.

Because of his energy exhaustion and slightly choking on water and falling asleep, he only remembered Shiyi's wet dog head still close to his side.

How... was it going to be buried?

He knew this word; it was only used after someone died.

He stood blankly in place.

He Kuang's wife looked at him and tried hard to blink—child, if you don't react, her tears will be gone!

He Kuang hurriedly came to save the situation, his palm resting on his shoulder, sighing: "Come, take one last look at Shiyi."

He brought He Tuoluo into the middle of the crowd, and when Song Tan and Lu Chuan saw this, they hurriedly pretended to shovel two more shovels of soil onto Shiyi:

"Look, look at it one last time, you won't be able to see it again in the future."

Next, they would have to ask the security guard to take Shiyi to the sunflower field near the stone slope, patrolling in the tall, large, and lush sunflower forest.

It was both a duty and wouldn't be seen by He Tuoluo; insisting for ten days or half a month would be foolproof.

Sigh, there was only Shiyi over there; it had to wait until the middle of the night to play with other dogs, which was a great grievance.

Everyone made the atmosphere so painful that He Tuoluo finally reacted, hurriedly coming to the edge of the dirt pit, looking at Shiyi lying quietly like the radical for 'dog' inside.

Its fur was still oily and bright, the black and white meteorite fur color had been praised by countless people, but at this moment its eyes were closed, motionless.

He Tuoluo watched quietly for a while, and everyone looked at each other, not knowing why the child had this reaction.

And the next moment, He Tuoluo suddenly asked: "Dad, why did it die?"

He Kuang thought to himself, why doesn't this bear child play cards according to common sense, could it be that he doesn't even have empathy?

On the other hand, he hurriedly said painfully: "Sigh. I said before, don't always do dangerous things... This time you jumped into the pond and got a cramp, and your mother and I didn't have time to save you. Shiyi, in order to save you, itself..."

Sigh!

He sighed, painfully and inexplicably; the heroic rescue and sacrifice often seen in film and television works appeared in He Tuoluo's mind at this moment.

He looked at the annoying little dog that was always following and monitoring him, his eyes turned red, and he suddenly cried out loudly—

"Wah..."

Crying so loudly, so miserably, and so unexpectedly.

Everyone present was startled.

Song Tan saw with sharp eyes that the tips of Shiyi's ears moved, and hurriedly sprinkled another shovel of soil on it.

And He Tuoluo wailed: "I didn't think... I didn't think..."

He had been energetic since he was a child, from the first time he played hide-and-seek at home, to later secretly crawling out of the house in the middle of the night, and then later in the mall, amusement park, kindergarten..."

His parents rushed over, their faces red, sweating profusely, and they had to bow and apologize to people...

He saw it in his eyes, but couldn't understand the embarrassment of adults, only feeling it was very interesting.

For so many years, he really hadn't had any accidents.

He knew how to swim, but he didn't remember how he fell asleep.

Dad said it was a cramp, which was taught by the teacher in the safety class, but how could he get a cramp?

Shiyi...

At this moment, those past scenes that were as blurry as frosted glass—his parents' embarrassment and pale faces, the earnest education at home, and the beatings in rage, all the blurriness was washed away by tears, and all appeared clearly in front of him.

He Tuoluo cried louder and louder.

He hadn't thought about it.

He liked dogs very much, and he also liked Shiyi very much; although it was a bit annoying to keep staring at him, but, but when he walked alone at night, only it was always accompanying him.

If it weren't for Shiyi, he might have come back dejectedly as soon as he went out.

And now...

He wailed, and at this moment rushed toward the pit again:

"Don't bury it! Don't bury it! I'll hug it, Dad, let me hug it..."

Oh my, this can't be hugged, if you hug it, you'll find it's hot and soft, and its stomach is still rising and falling!

Song Tan hurriedly shoveled two more shovels of soil to cover it, her expression unable to be maintained at all. Lu Chuan sighed:

"Shiyi is a good dog, it won't accompany you in the future. It's hot now, and you've been in a coma for a long time, it will smell very quickly."

"Let it sleep peacefully early."

Saying that, he also hurriedly added a shovel of soil.

He Kuang pushed He Tuoluo's body, watching him cry and twitch, as if his whole body was trembling to the extreme, and a flash of intolerance flashed in his eyes.

But no matter how intolerant, this play had to be finished.

So he half-hugged and half-carried him into the room.

The crying was continuous; he was truly heartbroken.

After everyone left, Lu Jing greeted at the door, and everyone hurriedly dug Shiyi out with hands and feet.

The loose and soft peat soil had no weight at all, and the oxygen tank bought wasn't used; Shiyi shook its body, shaking off the scattered peat debris, Song Tan also scratched its dog head twice, and then gently patted its back:

"Go, Best Actor, go around from the back."

Shiyi whimpered softly and disappeared into the flowers in an instant.

And everyone filled the soil back in a pretending manner, even building a small dirt mound.

Only then did they sigh, truly feeling that educating children was not easy.

And at this moment, through the window, one could hear He Tuoluo's crying:

"I didn't think... Dad, I didn't think... I won't do this again... You ask Shiyi to accompany me, don't bury it, Dad, don't bury it..."

So miserable, so miserable!

It was truly going to give his young childhood an exceptionally profound memory.

But Lu Chuan thought of the miserable state of the He Kuang couple shedding tears at the sight of the dog in the car, and his expression was equally firm at this moment:

"We've reached this point, hold on!"

Everyone looked at each other, encouraged each other, and then maintained a painful expression, following into the hotel.

Lu Chuan thought of another thing: "He shouldn't have eaten since last night, calculating it, it's been more than ten hours, it's time to let him eat something."

Song Tan listened: "He's crying, crying so sadly, he probably can't eat now, let's talk after he cries until he's tired."

The He Kuang family stayed in the room.

He Dad and He Mom guarded the window to prevent He Tuoluo from seeing any loopholes from the window.

And what's more, the couple heard him sobbing, trembling, and screaming his lungs out in his little bed, and they hesitated:

"You say, should I reason with him now?"

For example, if you didn't do this or that, Shiyi wouldn't have done this or that.

Or, next time you do this again, there will be another Shiyi sacrificing and paying for you...

He Kuang's wife shook her head:

"A loud drum doesn't need a heavy hammer."

"We used to reason every day, beat him, and scolded him. We also consulted psychologists and took him out on holidays, but it was useless."

"He doesn't take it to heart, so he will never remember it. We can't bear to hurt his body."

Two families with four adults, and the couple themselves, don't have as much energy as He Tuoluo alone; they can't afford to consume, really can't afford to consume.

And now, although it sounds cruel, letting him bear a life at a young age.

But this is better than losing his own life in the future, or letting others bear a life, right?

The weight of life lies in responsibility.

?? September was really not performing well, let's boost morale in October!

? Wish everyone a happy holiday, happiness and health!

? Good night! ===== CHAPTER 1673 =====