Translator: Dj22031
Editor: Dj22031
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Bai Ju didn’t know where to put his hands and feet for a moment. He touched the tip of his nose, then simply stretched out his hand to hug Xiao Yao into his arms and said unsteadily: “Yaoyao, I am so happy.”
Xiao Yao was hugged by Bai Ju and felt that he was really hopeless.
It was obviously Bai Ju’s appearance that attracted him at first, and then his gentle and caring character. Now, he actually felt that this stupid bitch’s childish appearance was also very endearing.
He raised his hand and cupped Bai Ju’s back. Xiao Yao patted him and teased: “Didn’t you say that you used to play with the villagers’ children? Why are you feeling so happy now?”
Bai Ju buried his head, rubbed Xiao Yao’s ear and whispered: “That’s different.”
In the past, the children of the villagers grew up listening to the legends of the Inugami, and they all grew up in the fields and mountains. It was almost natural to be close to him… But today’s children had never heard of him, had never been exposed to his true form, and what came up to them was his strange appearance. Bai Ju was always worried about scaring these children.
After all, they were children who had never been exposed to ghosts and gods.
Moreover, even while he was sleeping, he had not had contact with human children for a long time; to be honest, even if times had not changed dramatically when he woke up, he might not have had the courage to come into contact with these soft, warm, fragile lives. It was something he liked and cherished, but he didn’t necessarily have the right to touch it.
Bai Ju buried his face in Xiao Yao’s neck and rubbed it back and forth, smelling the cold breath of the young man, and sighed from the bottom of his heart: “Yao Yao, thank you.”
Xiao Yao also discovered that Bai Ju seemed to be particularly sentimental today. Maybe it was because he was moved by the scene. The farmland and children he saw today brought back so many memories for him.
People who were caught up in memories were always fragile.
Xiao Yao hung his head. He glanced at Bai Ju and patted Bai Ju’s strong shoulder soothingly, not intending to ask in detail.
Who didn’t have a history that they didn’t want to tell… Especially since this old dog had lived for so long, even if it was 90% asleep, it was still several lifetimes for ordinary people.
It was said that if there was love, the sky would also grow old. Sometimes Xiao Yao could not imagine how much grinding Bai Ju’s gentle and caring character must have been exposed to this world after so long.
Even a grain of sand in the wind was enough to make his soft heart drip with blood.
“… Don’t care, it should be like this.” Xiao Yao paused for a while before replying to Bai Ju’s words, then patted his arm to signal him to let go, “Let’s go and give the children extra food.”
Bai Ju obediently let go of his hand. The old dog’s mood came and went quickly. Just as he picked up the plate, the desolation that filled the soul from the depths of his soul disappeared completely.
….
After lunch, the orphanage’s lunch break was arranged; a few monks and Taoist priests were left on duty, and Red Fox and a few volunteers went to clean the classroom and canteen, while the rest went to rest with the children.
Monk Yuanchun, the director of the welfare home, gave the two guests a break. With two thermos cups filled with brewed green tea, he took them to visit the orphanage.
Monk Yuanchun was now eighty years old, but he had a high level of spiritual practice and looked to be in his forties or fifties. Looking like this, there were many Cumin fans who had nicknamed him the adoptive father of the red fox Qiu Ziran.
Monk Yuanchun walked slowly, wearing the white T-shirt and blue sportswear with a little flower bunny on it from the orphanage. He was wearing a trouser uniform and holding a thermos cup in his hand, as he introduced the things of the orphanage to the new demon king, “This is the activity room No. 1… There are not many people there usually, mainly the younger ones playing with toys here.”
Monk Yuanchun pointed to the furnishings of the room with a smile, “All the angular places are covered with anti-collision tape, but unfortunately there are always those who love to peel them off.”
The monk shook his head, as if he had a helpless expression, but the gentle light in his eyes was obviously not like that.
There were five or six various activity rooms in the Ping’an Welfare Institute, which were used by younger children. There were also ones for older children; some were equipped with indoor sports equipment, and some were vacant and not yet in use; the largest room was very miscellaneous, and sometimes there were activities organized by program groups, charity organizations, school teachers, etc in them.
There were many bits and pieces of furnishings and toys. It could be seen that most of them were old, but they were well cared for, very clean and tidy.
Yuan Chun strolled to the classroom again. The monk also showed Bai Ju a blackboard with a Sudoku game drawn on it: “Look at this, some children are really smart, almost geniuses… It’s a pity that they have autism. They are obviously cute and have good personalities, but there are no people willing to adopt them.”
Bai Ju listened very seriously. Monk Yuanchun introduced the process to him. From time to time, he would mention that most of the children who were sent to the orphanage were not willing to be adopted. Some of them were here due to mutilated limbs, mental retardation, or serious illnesses. There were also congenital reasons; some were rejected for adoption or resisted adoption due to psychological disorders and other acquired reasons. Although there was not much difference between the young children, the children who were taken away first were always those who were younger, small, well-behaved, and had no diseases or disabilities.
The children had understood the rules as they stayed in the orphanage for a long time; they would thus work hard to look clean and cute, and they would actively cooperate when receiving psychiatric treatment, but in many cases, these efforts were still in vain.
They could get funding for themselves, but they may not be able to get a home.
He didn’t know what they endured at a young age than other children of the same age growing in normal families. How heavy was their burden?
Bai Ju felt very sad.
He followed Monk Yuanchun through the rooms of the orphanage and saw the rest room and classroom dedicated to little demons. He held Xiao Yao’s hand and didn’t know how to evaluate it.
The orphanage under the name of the Demon Management Bureau was originally a front for little demons; as a result, it continued to accept more and more orphans, but no one ever mentioned letting go or handing over their little guardians to other places. Very soft-hearted.
Bai Ju knew that Xiao Yao must be involved in this, but he couldn’t figure out how much effort he put in and how much guarantee he made to allow the little demons and human cubs to mix for a long time.
For a moment, he didn’t know whether he should feel sorrier for those children or for the little guardian who was only twenty-four years old and shouldered the great responsibility of the Demon Management Bureau.
Bai Ju had already become soft-hearted after listening to Monk Yuanchun’s introduction. He was so sad that he didn’t even remember to recall the past. He only felt sorry for this and that, but he still felt frustrated that he couldn’t help much.
After Monk Yuanchun finished the introduction, Bai Ju and Xiao Yao came to sit in the pavilion of the small playground, where the two of them briefly talked to Monk Yuanchun about what had happened recently. After a while, the children came out of the lounge to do some activities after their lunch break.
Monk Yuanchun looked at the time. He raised his hand and touched his bare forehead and said, “In half an hour, Chenxi will be here… I’m going to say hello, excuse me.
Xiao Yao clasped his hands and nodded at him: “Master Yuan Chun, go over there. I’ll chat with Bai Wang.”
Monk Yuanchun put his palms together and bowed slightly to Bai Ju: “Bai Wang is kind-hearted.”
Bai Ju was not a Buddhist. If he insisted, he preferred Shintoism to Taoism. He could not return Buddhist rituals and could only nod dryly and accept them.
Xiao Yao saw his discomfort, smiled and patted his arm: “It’s okay, Master Yuanchun is not a polite person; you have great virtue, Master Yuanchun can see it, and if you have to say it, they are all your juniors, and they are not as capable as you, so they should salute you.”
Bai Ju whispered in his ear: “But I didn’t do anything for him.”
Xiao Yao shook his head slightly and looked as Master Yuanchun left, then he replied: “You have done a lot for the common people in the world, not just for him.”
This dog followed a wild path in cultivating Taoism and did not know much about the sect of the Eight Sutras; Xiao Yao actually didn’t know much about it himself, but he could still explain it in two simple sentences: “He has devoted his whole heart to the suffering of all living beings, and if you have rescued all living beings in suffering, you are helping him.”
Bai Ju moved his lips, looked down at the young man beside him, touched and clenched the palm of his hand.
He had saved people and killed people as well.
All living beings were suffering. How could it be so easy to save people from suffering?
Xiao Yao didn’t wait for Bai Ju’s reply. Everyone’s understanding of Taoism was different. If he discussed it too much, he might make Old Dog Bai get into trouble.
So after saying a few words, Xiao Yao changed the subject and said to Bai Ju: “Chenxi will come over in a while, and you can see the therapy dog.”
Bai Ju was suddenly taken aback: “Therapy Dog?”
Xiao Yao nodded: “Yes, therapy dog. Chenxi is a therapy dog training institution with a variety of pet dogs and companion dogs. They are specially trained as therapy dogs. They are gentle, intelligent and considerate. They are also very tolerant of children.”
After a pause, Xiao Yao raised his hand and rubbed Bai Ju’s furry head, making fun of him: “Well, just like you.”
Bai Ju’s expression lit up: “That Yao Yao—”
Xiao Yao knew something was wrong when he heard his eager tone. Sure enough, the next half of the old dog’s sentence was: “Can I also be a therapy dog?”
Xiao Yao looked at him helplessly: “Okay, of course you can.” He had never seen a dog with a better temper than this old dog.
Bai Ju suddenly became very happy. When he was happy, he couldn’t help but want to hug him. When he stretched out his hand, he didn’t touch Xiao Yao next to him.
Bai Ju looked at Xiao Yao who suddenly moved away with a confused look on his face: “Yao Yao?”
Xiao Yao waved his hands and refused: “Brother Bai, you are too clingy.”
Bai Ju: “…”
Bai Ju ran away neatly. He took a step forward and before Xiao Yao could react, he rushed over and hugged the person. He was so invincible and confident: “I’m just clingy!”
Xiao Yao was hit by Bai Ju’s breath, expressionless. He kept his footing steady to prevent falling, thinking to himself, damn, I might as well not hide.
After finishing the pounce, Bai Ju hugged the human and took two more breaths of the scent of shampoo, then let go with satisfaction; after which the whole dog flashed white and ran to the lawn where the children started playing in his fluffy white fur.
Xiao Yao stood in place, straightened his clothes, and followed Bai Ju’s big tail with a smile. He was also a little worried that the children would not be happy because they could not find their “new big brother” from lunch.
However, this relaxed worry did not last long, and Xiao Yao suddenly stopped.
A subtle squeaking sound sounded not far away; when Xiao Yao turned around, he saw that Bai Ju that had just been running like a puppy had turned around. With a kick of its hind legs, the whole dog turned into a white shadow and climbed over the wall, diving headlong into the wall. The park next door smelt cold all over.
Xiao Yao unbuttoned the collar he had just fastened, ran over in two steps with a cold face, and with a little help from his hand, he climbed over the iron fence neatly.
He really couldn’t pick the time.
It was not easy for him to make Old Dog Bai happy.
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