Chapter 36.2 (1/2)

Qiao Fei continued

“Who let you come so late?” I asked, and began to look around everywhere. Looking for anything that I could make for him to eat.

“Because of this.”

He actually took a small white dog from his chest. So small and so fat, it rolled out from his embrace, dropping onto my bed, looking around everywhere, giving a whining sound.

I hugged that dog in my embrace, and sat on the mat: “What is this for? Such a big surprise.”

“If you own a dog, your days will be happier.”

“Thanks, I love dogs.”

“This is a dog that was just born, I got him from a friend’s house in the outskirts, give him a name.”

I thought about it, and looked at him. The small dog’s expression was just as bright as Zu Zu’s : “Ah, I’ve got it.”

“What?”

“We can call it Zu Zu, all right?”

The boy really thought about it: “All right, he’s Italian-American anyways.”

I wanted to laugh, like I was forcibly stifling my internal injuries.

“You’re probably hungry, right?” I said.

He nodded.

“There aren’t anymore dumplings. I also don’t have any good milk fondues to welcome you with.”

“Oh.”

I’ll make you some fried rice. Guangdong style fried rice, ok?”

“That sounds great.”

I used the remaining rice, eggs and green onions to make another plate of fried rice fo Zu Zu. I crushed the cuc.u.mbers again. It didn’t pa.s.s a moment before he ate it all up: “So delicious. Fei, thank you.”

“What are you talking about.” I hugged the small dog, Zu Zu, and said, “I haven’t thanked you yet.”

“I heard Auld say, you want to go to Africa? To go as a protector and a peacekeeper?”

“Yeah. I’ve already applied. Next spring, I will know the results.”

“Why?”