Every time she left the house, she would scold it, telling it to stay at home, and it knew it wasn't going with her.
Now it was following her again, she turned her head and gave it a look.
As soon as it received her gaze, it stopped in its tracks, raising its small wolfish head to look at her.
She took a few steps, and it followed cautiously, step by step.
Seeing she didn't object, it trod alongside her, its tail wagging happily.
"Yo, wife of the Xiao Family, taking your dog for a walk..." Ding Er's wife saw them both and greeted with a laugh.
"Yes indeed," She nodded. Now, everyone in the village referred to Little Mutt as a dog. Sometimes Little Mutt would trot off on his own, and many villagers recognized him as her 'dog'.
The busy farming season was over and Wushan Village is a larger village. As she moved towards the center of the village, the number of houses increased and there were people chatting and relaxing under the big trees by the roadside.
