The matchmaking event for dogs by the riverside was quite overwhelming, with dozens of dogs running around, and Song Tan couldn't tell them apart.
That's why she didn't understand how such a trivial issue could distress Brother Xiaosun so much.
"So…you haven't considered one dog per pup?"
Brother Xiaosun looked dazed: "You mean…for free?"
"What else?" Song Tan asked confusedly, "Aren't you the one who told me about the matchmaking rules for dogs? The dad has to take back one child, right?"
Dogs don't give birth to just one pup.
But what if there are three dads and only two pups?
So she quickly added a clause: "If the pups aren't enough, then choose one from other litters, that's considered an act of God; having fewer pups should be the father's responsibility."
Brother Xiaosun wiped his face: "Let me think it through."
