The group pet cub is three and a half years old, I am the Little God of Beasts

Before Jiabao'er could figure out what was going on with the black air in the sky, a scream came from his brother's side.

"Grandpa, grandpa, there is a person lying here."

Brother Myna also yelled: "There is someone here, there is someone here."

Myna shouted: "What a big man, what a big man."

Jiabao'er felt excited and instantly understood what the black energy was about.

Either this person is dying, or he has killed someone.

The village chief stood up quickly and ran towards where the children were shouting.

When I ran forward, I saw a ravine that was neither high nor short. At the bottom of the ravine lay an unconscious man.

There was a bundle thrown next to the man, who was wearing a navy blue cotton robe. The cotton robe was covered with dust, and the exposed cotton was dyed red with blood and danced wildly in the north wind.

A little puppy shivering from the cold was next to the man, staring at the group of people above the ditch with watery eyes.

The village chief quickly handed Jiabao'er to Chen Ran and asked Sun Xi and Niu Youtian to accompany him to rescue people.

He stretched out his hand to test the man's pulse. His breathing was very shallow, his lips were blue and blue from the cold, and one of his legs was broken.

The situation looks a bit dire.

The village chief sighed in his heart. During the war years, there were people fleeing their homes everywhere. Alas.

Niu Youtian squatted down and said to the village chief: "Grandpa, carry him on my back. I have the strength."

Sun Xi on the side looked down at the man, grabbed him hard with both hands, put him on his shoulders, and climbed up the slope.

Chen Hao quickly stepped forward to help and together they placed the man next to the yellow sheep.

The little puppy followed him up without saying a word, and then lay down next to the man without moving.

Chen Haogang said: "This puppy is very loyal."

The voices of Myna and Myna came from the sky, "You silly boy, this is not a dog, it's a wolf cub, silly boy."

"What? Little Wolf?" Chen Hao didn't care about being angry with the black bird and squatted down curiously.

"No wonder it doesn't bark, wow, its fur is so hard."

"Look at its eyes, they are still blue."

"Really? Let me take a look. Wow, it's really blue."

The little wolf may have never seen so many people surrounding him. He was a little scared and his little eyes kept rolling.

Suddenly, it saw a small milk dumpling standing behind it through the gap. The milk dumpling had a familiar smell on it.

Without any warning, the little wolf stood up suddenly, and before anyone could figure out what it wanted to do, it quickly passed through the gap.

When I looked back, the little wolf had already run to Garbo's feet. As if he were seeing a relative, he clung to Garbo's feet and howled.

Jiabao'er, on the other hand, held up her hair that was blown up by the wind on her head and looked at the wolf cub acting coquettishly on her feet with wonder.

A wolf howled in the distance.

Jiabaoer heard clearly that it was a she-wolf making a plea.

"Little master, this is my stupid son. He was hugged by the fainted man. He has a popularity in him and is rejected by his peers. I sent him to that person. Please be kind to my little master and give him a way to survive.

Come on, please beg me, little master, for mercy."

Jiabao'er bent down and picked up the wolf cub on the ground, "Grandpa, don't let anyone kill it. It's so small and pitiful."

The village chief nodded quickly in agreement.

The she-wolf's howl immediately included a cry of gratitude. She had been looking at this place from a distance, and now she could finally feel relieved.

Gradually, the howling of wolves in the mountains stopped.

Jiabaoer touched the wolf cub in her arms and remembered another thing.

After saving Brother Xi, her ability to perceive the outside world has become stronger.

I once heard a wild wolf looking for its cubs at night. I thought the wolf cub had a certain popularity about it, but the wild wolf said that it was the unconscious man and the wolf cub in front of him.

If you put it this way, this man's life in the mountains will not be short.

At this time, Da Zhuang had already gone back and called Lao Hu and Sun Ximu over, and even specially pulled the sledge from Sun Ximu's house.

Several people worked together to put the yellow sheep away, and then placed the unconscious man next to the yellow sheep.

After fixing it with a rope, it became dark and the group of people descended the mountain quietly.

The unconscious man was placed in the utility room of the village chief's house. Aunt Sun heated the kang and hot water. Sun Ximu helped wipe the man's body and found a pair of clean clothes for him to put on.

After examination, it was found that the man was in coma because he was hungry after not eating for a long time.

As for a broken leg, you don't have to worry too much, because people in the village often encounter this kind of situation when they go hunting in the mountains, and they can set the bones themselves.

Lao Hu quickly helped the man reconnect his broken leg and fixed it with wooden sticks.

Feeling uneasy after thinking about it, he asked the village chief: "Uncle, if you really can't let him live in my house, your house is so crowded that there is no room to put anything."

The village chief shook his head, "No need to move. Taking care of one is taking care of two, and Xi'er also takes medicine anyway. It will save trouble if your aunt makes the medicine together."

"Tomorrow, remember to come over early with Ximu to help slaughter the sheep, and ask the strong lady to come over and make mutton dumplings. We will cook the mutton and eat it."

Before the children could cheer happily, the village chief warned again: "Call the old cow here at noon. Let's eat some together. Don't talk about the yellow sheep when we go out, so as not to make anyone jealous."

"Okay." Lao Hu and Sun Ximu agreed quickly, and left with Da Zhuang and Niu Youtian.

I don't know whether it was because he drank hot water or because the heat on the kang finally warmed his body. After half an hour, the unconscious man finally woke up.

Opening his dazed eyes, he saw the village chief and Aunt Sun. The man wanted to struggle up and salute, "The grace of saving my life is unforgettable. Luo is very grateful."

The village chief quickly stopped him and helped him lie down.

Aunt Sun took a bowl of medicine and said: "When you go out, no one will suffer from all kinds of disasters. Don't worry about it, just take good care of your injuries."

He handed over the bowl in his hand and said, "I'll go down and make some food for you to eat. Drink the medicine first. After eating, have a good sleep later. I'll keep it and see you tomorrow."

It was such a cold day. This person was injured and fainted on the mountain, but he didn't get cold. Thank God.

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It was late at night, and it gradually became quiet outside, with only the sound of the wind howling.

Garbo slept soundly.

Before going to bed, her mother praised her.

As soon as the fat sheep was pulled back, my mother knew that it was her who did it again.

With the village chief acting as a shield, my mother was not only not angry, but she was also happy that she would save money on buying mutton tomorrow, and she could also invite all the families she got along with to join in the fun and repay everyone's favor.

The mother kept talking about what time to get up tomorrow, how to boil hot water, and how to prepare a clean bucket to collect the sheep's blood. When she talked about several ways to prepare mutton, Jiabao'er was already snoring.

Looking at her daughter's chubby little face, Ms. Cui couldn't help but lower her head and kiss her twice, then covered her with the quilt and fell asleep.

The whole small village fell asleep, even the piglets, dogs, and wolves in the backyard fell asleep.

Suddenly, Jiabao'er frowned in her sleep.

There was a very slight sound of footsteps, almost negligible, but she caught it in her ears.

The loud sound of walking could hardly wake her up.

The more sneaky he is, the more alert he becomes.