Translator: Dj22031
Editor: Dj22031
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“Therapy Dog?” Bai Ju was confused, “But the fox…”
Xiao Yao also felt a little funny, shook his head and explained: “The principle is actually the same. Fluffy animals can get close to and be accepted by people. Touching and communication, trust, care and tolerance… these can be expressed through the performance of small animals, thereby soothing the human mind and giving people a feeling of peace, comfort and relaxation.”
Xiao Yao said, tapping his finger on the screen. After a few clicks, he opened the photo album and showed it to Bai Ju: “Look at these children holding small animals, they are very relaxed.”
Bai Ju lowered his eyes to look at Xiao Yao’s mobile phone. Looking shyly at the camera, most of their body was leaning on the therapy dog next to them, their eyes were like newborn stars; and the dogs beside them were sitting or lying, and naturally not all were played by the little fox, there were also golden retrievers, Labradors and Bai Ju’s familiar Samoyed squinting in the sun, the light outlined a circle of fluffy golden color, and the whole picture exuded a warm and welcoming atmosphere.
Bai Ju, who vaguely heard the term, finally understood that the “treatment” of therapy dogs was for psychological feelings, not physical diseases.
After flipping through a few more pages, Bai Ju looked at the twisted legs and feet and deformed fingers of some children. He had mixed emotions for a while. At the same time, he also understood where Qiu Ziran’s merits came from: “Does this red fox often go…to be a guest therapy dog?”
“He goes there quite often.” Xiao Yao smiled, took back his phone, and explained, “Red Fox himself grew up in the temple, and he is quite compassionate. The director of this orphanage is also the monk who sent him to the bureau, so he would visit the orphanage when he has time.”
“I see.” Bai Ju nodded and asked after a while, “Does the orphanage also accept ordinary children?”
There were some group photos in Xiao Yao’s photo album. There were at least fifty or sixty children in the orphanage. They couldn’t all be little demons.
When Xiao Yao heard this question, he felt a little helpless: “The intention was not to accept them. This thing is just a cover after all… But since it is open, it cannot be hidden. Occasionally, someone will leave the child at the door, and we cannot ignore it.”
In particular, there were only two welfare homes in Luocheng. Except for the one under the Demon Management Bureau, the other one was already at full capacity and overloaded; considering that monks and Taoists were, after all, better than ordinary people. They were also more patient, so the Demon Management Bureau silently assumed this part of the responsibility. More or less part of the income from the committee and Xiao Yao’s pockets went into the fund flow of this welfare home.
Bai Ju understood and found that the Demon Management Bureau was really quite humane.
Xiao Yao glanced at Bai Ju and saw that he was thoughtful, so he didn’t say anything more. He turned on his computer and replied to a few emails, sorting out and archiving what happened in the past two days.
After Old Dog Bai was quiet for a while, he quietly came up behind Xiao Yao. Seeing that Xiao Yao had finished all the things, Old Dog Bai couldn’t help but reach out and poke Xiao Yao’s lower back: “Yao Yao, take me to the welfare home and let’s take a look.”
Xiao Yao couldn’t help but straighten his back, reach out and push away Bai Ju’s hand on his lower back, and nod: “It’s okay to go over and have a look.” He knew that this stupid bitch wouldn’t be able to bear it. He would want to go and have a look. Fortunately, he wanted to take Bai Ju there.
The children in the orphanage were quite well-behaved under the education of monks and Taoist priests. Some of them were not bad at understanding and could try to practice Taoism. The therapy dogs that often went to the orphanage to accompany them were also more intelligent than other dogs, maybe there was a good seedling that could become a demon, this could be left to Bai Ju to check out.
Half an hour later, Bai Ju got into Hou Jing’s car next to his guardian.
After more than a month of practice, Hou Jing had become basically immune to the style of the two big guys holding hands in the back row. While driving, he calmly started the CD he had prepared long ago and played nostalgic old songs; Bai Ju liked it, and the music itself was not too harmful to the ears and brain.
The Demon Management Bureau was located in the eastern suburbs of Luocheng, Fengle Plaza was in the city center, and the orphanage was in a small town in the south of Luocheng.
The black car passed through many boundary gates and drove from the open and flat asphalt road to the slightly narrow concrete road. The scenery beside the road also changed from high-rise shops to low buildings and farmland. In May, you could still see the swallows. One of them had its tail cut off on the wire and chirps, sounding like a lively housewife chattering.
The scene in front of him was more in line with Bai Ju’s impression of the human world.
Farmland, flowers, birds, fish and insects, warm sunshine and people. There were also a few small dogs with yellow, black or spotted hair on the roadside, chasing each other and playing with each other, showing their little fangs that had not yet fully grown, and jumping on other dogs before they could stand firm on their hind legs.
The sound of shouts and conversations coming from far and near came from the warm wind. It was far less lively than the city, but more like the human world than the city.
Bai Ju closed his eyes and listened for a while, suddenly feeling a little lonely.
So what if this scene was familiar… No child would sneak into the mountains without scruples and call out to the Inugami, and then invite him to play with him with a slingshot and a harpoon cut from a wooden stick.
Bai Ju felt a little tight in his chest, and emotions that were not usually obvious surged up from the bottom of his heart, catching him off guard.
Blinking his eyes, Bai Ju suddenly remembered the role of therapy dogs. He subconsciously reached out to the side and lifted Xiao Yao, who was dozing off while looking at the scenery, and placed him on his lap.
Hold it, rub it, take a breath.
It was useful to treat “people”. Old Dog Bai was so satisfied that he felt he could wag his tail.
Xiao Yao: “…”
What the hell was this old dog doing again!
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