Life on the farm was always leisurely.
Today, Xu Yang had arranged for his employees to take the tractor out for a spin, to make sure it doesn't degrade from disuse.
Xu Yang himself took Little Black for a trip back to the village to stroll around.
On the way, they encountered two Pasture Dogs that ran past and stopped out of curiosity to look at Little Black, who wagged his tail back at them.
The village's Pasture Dogs were divided into factions.
They were assessing whether the other was a friend or foe.
Little Black, on the other hand, wasn't preoccupied with such thoughts.
Now that Little Black had grown quite large and sturdy, he generally visited the village with Xu Yang and didn't have time to connect with other dogs there.
On regular days, he was always with the little fellows at the farm.
The three Pasture Dogs looked at each other.
The two dogs on the opposite side seemed to be communicating:
"Who's this dog?"
"Haven't seen him before, but he looks pretty big."
