Mibek, a poor stray dog, brought back Lee Xiaohong when he was beaten up.
In this small yard, many of them, like Mibek, are abandoned poor. Here, Mibek feels the warmth of a long time, so he doesn't risk his life for a little food, he doesn't walk through the crowd... It's starting to get a little lively. Nothing likes to play with other dogs.
It's not good, but it's safe.
LEE Xiaohong, who has been helping them for many years, understands that because they have suffered serious injuries, are easy to feed and attack each other, they are kept apart, and they live together in the morning and in the evening while they are fed.
But in June of this year, Mibek was the victim of a mad dog attack in a cage, and an egg-sized hole in his chest, probably for one “hungry” cause, in order to compete for the leftovers of a cage.
Poor Mibai got bit.
Lee Xiaohong looks at Mibai's twitching and fear after being bitten, and is a little sour, and is safe from life. As a rescuer, she is most afraid of seeing things like this, and she is trapped in endless meditation and despair.
“Many times, there's a misunderstanding about putting dogs at a rescue station, and it's like they can't eat well, but they can't eat well, so a lot of people are left with me, one, a few, if not dozens, hundreds.”
If there's a home and a master, maybe it's the same pain.
Helper Lee Xiaohong is not a wealthy man. He is just an ordinary retired worker who is unstable in his own house in Beijing and who feeds the poor stray dogs on his own modest salary, compared to the homeless who can't afford one of their own, and who is really not entitled to blame and judge her.
They're all of Lee's life.
In addition to survival problems, Li Xiaohong is most frightened by complaints from others and sudden calls from landlords, a sense of uncertainty that often leaves her very anxious, because stray dogs, not all people, especially last year ' s rabies, make many people talk about dog color change.
“Sometimes I feel like I'm invisible, and many people think I'm crazy, and go to the dog, and say I'm wasting money and time, especially for no purpose”, and like all those who help me, Lee Xiaohong is subjected to these rumors and attacks.
He built his own home from six rings away.
Now that Lee Xiaohong has ignored these rumors, he simply wishes to bring them to greater attention and attention with his own loving behaviour.
"The dogs are really spiritual, and they're just a little life, with their mothers protecting their babies and waiting for the master to come back to the loyal pup. Many times stray dogs don't hurt people in crowds, they only attack occasionally after being beaten."
It's both aspiration and fear.
Maybe it's the cuteness and spirituality of the dog, maybe it's too much injury and abandonment to keep Lee Xiaohong watching them day and night, but most people are ashamed to know her life.
In earlier years, Li Xiaohong and his family had come to Beijing to work, mainly to improve their lives. In her words, the amount of money that could be saved was not even for pets, let alone for stray dogs, because friends, who exposed her to small animals, were faithful and cute and infected her.
“It was a simple idea to think that if I had a bite to eat, they had a bite to feed,” and it was later discovered that this road was more difficult than I thought, “to think about the next day's food every day and sometimes to watch the warehouse run short, especially anxious”.
Now that this place is six rings away, it's a little remote, but it's a good thing that the rent is cheap, you don't have to make a lot of noise, you see Lee Xiaohong's groaning, you see her in the back, and we're really moved by the fact that a person who isn't so rich helps these poor little lives with his best abilities. How many people can do that?
It's not easy for a dog to watch the yard clean, with no new injuries but old ones, and a Lee Xiaohong who doesn't have volunteer help to keep them alive.
“I don't know what to do with the road ahead, but save it first.” LEE Xiaohong didn't think so much about the future.