The old saying: “The cat and the dog!” is not only an acknowledgement of the family status of cats and dogs, but also an indication of the amount of cat and dog food, because, in the past, people had limited living conditions, many of them had been unable to feed themselves, often ate the last meal, and once a cat or dog had been raised, the living conditions at home were worse, and it would certainly be a very heavy burden if one more person was added, so there was the rumor that “no dog, no dog, no dog”.
Moreover, with the passing of mouths and mouths, slowly, this is beginning to become a strange custom, so that today, in our country, where virtually no one is worried about food, there are still people who insist on a practice that has no basis at all and that does not seem reasonable, or even more, and that, for people in some areas, as long as there are more people in the family, whether a child or a daughter-in-law, the only way to deal with new dogs in the family for a year is to take them to the dog market and send them to the carcass, although sometimes the feeder may be able to speak out and say no.
Henan had a friend who liked the dog market, who heard about a local dog market opening, so he came to a local dog market, as usual, and soon after the dog market, he saw a sister in the dog market with a small-looking Labrador, and soon took him to a dog car, where she talked to the dog dealer, and because the dog was younger, it was a little strange that the dog was going to be sold on a dog truck, so the guy came near them and wanted to know what was going on.
As soon as the netizens approached, they heard the dog dealer say to her, "You're blind! You're blind!" And then after a while, the dog dealer looked at me and said, "You're not worth it! You want God!" I heard the dog dealer spit, and the netizens said, "How much?" But neither of them had a friend on the net, she turned around to make a phone call, and the dog dealer was still disgruntled at seeing her and, after her call, she kept talking to the dog dealer.
"Mixer's 600, I don't need it, I'm not that guy, a little bit more than 300! It's only been seven or eight months, and I've been taking these shots!" The dog dealer said to the dog dealer, "I'll give you $500, $500!"
When I saw the dog dealer come back, my sister went on and said, "I can't afford to sell..." "I don't want that, he buys it for you later. You know, the dog dealer said, "If someone in the dog market gives her a higher price, let her take it away, and he won't, but if she does, he won't pay $500!
When I saw the dog dealer's face and she didn't want to talk, I hesitated, but there was a difference between the price and her psychological price, so after a moment of hesitation, I let the dog dealer add a little more, and the dog dealer returned the rope unkindly to my sister's hand and beat her hands and said, "No! This is 400 bucks dog!" Then she stood by and watched over her sister, who was constantly appeased by Labrador, who was taken to Dog City, and when she was asked why she sold it, she was helplessly saying, “I marry my daughter-in-law!” and she said, “Huh!” and then she kept calling for the dog's name to follow her.
Watching the dog react softly and according to her own instructions, my sister said to the dog dealer on the side: "Look! Look! Then I sat down, and I saw my sister giving orders to the dog, and the passers-by was saying, "A daughter-in-law will not cry, or a daughter-in-law will blame!" After hearing the tone, my sister seemed determined, so she went to another car and bargained with another dog dealer, and in the end the dog was delivered to the dog dealer for $550.
Then, in front of my sister, the dog dealer grabbed her and threw her in the dog car with her chain, and she kept saying, "I marry my daughter-in-law!" It's only 7 or 8 months, it's just been added this year." And the dog dealer hears her and laughs, and then gives her $550 and then she doesn't talk to her again, and before she leaves, she goes back and calls her dog's name.