Chapter 7 Good Son

From afar, there was a shout from the water: "Xiaojuan, there is a wolf by the stream, dare to go back to the village and call my mother to come to the stream!" Xiaojuan no longer hesitated, and ran quickly in the direction of the village, but her short legs were short, and she fell down in a panic, and hit a small raised stone in the middle of the road, blood flowed from her nose, and she cried with a "wow" cry under the pain.

The big yellow dog that was running in front turned his head, ran back to Xiaojuan, wagged his tail, dropped the cloth bag in his mouth, bit Xiaojuan's clothes, and pulled hard, intending to pull the girl up. Xiaojuan hugged the dog's head, slowly got up, patted the yellow dog's neck, pointed in the direction of the village, and sobbed: "Big... Rhubarb, you, you run fast, dare to go back and call your mother!"

The yellow dog is very psychic and seems to understand Xiaojuan's words. Whimpered in a low voice, as if in response, and waited for Xiaojuan to let go of her hands, turned her head and rushed towards Hanquan Village.

Xiaojuan stood up, didn't care about patting the dust on her body, wiped her nose with her sleeve and ran towards the entrance of the village, followed the yellow dog to the entrance of the village, didn't run a few steps, turned her head back, picked up the gray cloth bag that the yellow dog threw on the ground, stuffed the little harrier eagle's exposed head into it, lifted the cloth bag hard, put it on her shoulder, and ran away quickly.

After a cup of tea, the aquatic life rushed out of the grass, turned his head to look at the two harrier eagles that followed in the air, untied the gray cloth bag containing some weeds and leaves from his waist to pretend to be the little harrier eagle, hung it on a small branch by the roadside, and then ran forward.

When he passed by a hard catalpa tree as thick as an arm, he stopped, used all his strength, broke the trunk, chopped off the branches and leaves, made a seven-foot-long club, carried it in his hand, and rushed towards the stream, as if he had no fear or worry about the unknown danger ahead.

On the bank of the stream, the she-wolf, who was blind in one eye, tried her best to wake up the little wolf with a broken neck, whined and howled a few times, turned around and pounced on the fat child who had passed out, accurately bit its neck, and tore the child's belly with her front paws.

On an old willow tree not far from here, two exclamations were heard at the same time.

Seeing that the she-wolf was so ferocious, one of the children was frightened, and his feet slipped and fell from the willow branch, and a willow branch held by both hands was only as thick as a thumb, where could it withstand pulling, and before the child fell to the ground, it was broken.

The boy cried and fell to the ground, but fortunately he was small and the mud by the river was soft, so there was no big problem, and he hurriedly stood up, but his legs were weak, and he was unable to climb the tree again for a while.

The she-wolf, who was biting the fat child, raised her head, stared at one eye, looked fiercely at the thin child who fell to the ground, howled, let go of the corpse under her, and pounced on the weak child. The weak boy and the fat man who had just been bitten off the neck by the she-wolf were both playmates in Cold Spring Village who followed the big cow.

The big cow on another adjacent willow tree, his complexion changed and changed, gritted his teeth, grabbed the willow branch in his hand hard, jumped down from the old willow, the soft willow branch drew an arc in the air, bent and broken, the big cow fell under the tree safely, threw away the willow branch in his hand, did not stop for a moment, and rushed away at the she-wolf.

The she-wolf had just rushed in front of the weak child, and the big bull had already reached behind the she-wolf, stretched out two arms, grabbed the two hind legs of the she-wolf, roared, and the whole body gushed out, twisted his waist and kicked his legs, and threw the she-wolf into the stream on his side.

Even if the big cow Liliang is far more than an ordinary child, after all, he is only nine years old, and he can't easily fall an adult she-wolf?

The big bull let go of the she-wolf's hind legs, and before the she-wolf stood up, he pounced, grabbed the wolf's neck with both hands, and shouted: "Climb up the tree and hold on to the branches!"

The boy who fell under the tree woke up, hurriedly hugged the trunk of the tree, climbed up the tree, but the fright was too much, every time he climbed halfway, he would fall down, the old willow tree kept shaking, and under the tree, the two children screamed together.

The big cow hugged the neck of the she-wolf tightly with his two arms, his head was under the wolf's head, and his two legs clamped the wolf's body like scissors.

One man and one wolf spin and roll underground, you go up and I go down. After a short time, the big cow's whole body had been scratched by sharp wolf claws and gravel on the ground, and blood was dripping. The she-wolf was also covered in mud, unable to stand up, let alone bite the bull.

The she-wolf whimpered and howled, as if urging the other two wolf cubs who were devouring the corpse to come and help, and sure enough, the two wolf cubs stopped their movements one after another, reluctantly dropped the food in their mouths, and ran towards here.

The weak boy who had slipped from the tree again, seeing that he could not climb the willow tree, saw two other little wolves pounce on him, and he was in despair. Looking at the big cow who desperately hugged the she-wolf on the ground and rolled all over the ground, he knew in his heart that if it wasn't for the big cow to save him, he would have died in the wolf's mouth like the other three children, and suddenly rushed out of his heart with an inexplicable courage, and picked up a half-skull-sized stone from the ground, ran to the she-wolf and the big cow, looked at the gap, and smashed it towards the wolf's head.

When the stone fell, it did not hit the wolf's head, but it smashed heavily on one of the front legs of the she-wolf, making a muffled sound of "bang", the she-wolf suffered from pain, struggled hard, the bull's arms were sore, and he was no longer able to hold the wolf's neck, and finally the she-wolf broke free.

The she-wolf shook and tried to stand up, but she didn't expect her front legs to go limp, but she fell down again.

The big bull took the opportunity to roll to the side, quickly grabbed a stone, stood up, regardless of the pain all over his body, protected the weak boy behind him, waved the stone in his hand, and smashed it to a little wolf that pounced in the distance, although the head was good, but the strength was weak, the little wolf was hit by the stone, although there was no big problem, surprised, but hurriedly took a few steps back, stared at the big bull, the upper limbs bowed forward, the tail hung low, the big mouth opened, the fangs were exposed, and the roar was about to pounce. Another wolf cub quietly flanked from the other side.

The big cow pulled the thin boy back two steps, leaned his back against the tree, patted the boy on the arm with one hand, and said, "Since you can kill that wolf, you will definitely be able to climb the tree, quick!"

The thin boy knew that the big cow was comforting himself, thinking that he had broken the front leg of the she-wolf with a stone, and he also had a sense of pride, and his whole body was suddenly full of strength, turned around and hugged the trunk of the tree, and climbed up the tree. The boy in the tree stretched out his hand and took the thin boy's hand, and both of them used force at the same time to help the boy climb onto a tall and thick tree and sit down.

In fact, experienced hunters know that wolves are "copper-headed, iron-waisted, numb, and stem legs", with four legs being the least strong, and the child is weak, if the stone really hits the wolf's head, maybe the she-wolf will be fine.

Knowing that the weak boy climbed the tree safely, the big cow was determined, seeing the two little wolves holding Jiashi, ready to pounce on him with full vigilance, he made up his mind in his heart, clenched his fists suddenly, stretched out his arms, and screamed "Ah!" and was about to pounce forward. The two little wolves took a few steps back in surprise, but the big bull turned sharply and ran quickly towards the old willow tree where he had just been.

Just approaching the willow tree, the small body has jumped up in the air, holding the trunk with both hands, climbing to the branch three times and two times, sitting down between the branches, panting heavily, only then did he realize that his whole body was paralyzed.

The two little wolves found out that they had been fooled, and angrily pounced under the old willow tree, circling around the willow tree, but they were helpless. Hearing the wailing of the she-wolf who had broken her front legs, a little wolf turned around and ran over, grabbed the neck of the she-wolf, and dragged hard, the she-wolf struggled to sit up, tried several times, but still could not stand, sat down suddenly, panting, the right blind eye was mottled with blood, and the left single eye was shining fiercely.

The other wolf cub was going round and round under a few willow trees with small children crawling on them, jumping up and down, and from time to time let out a dry howl or two, and Zuihou simply ran back to a corpse and gnawed hard.

The children who climbed on the willow tree by the stream, seeing the short but thrilling battle, were all frightened, and they all secretly admired the big cow.

On the path, the five Wang Long, who were running desperately, had short calves, where was the gray wolf's opponent, who had just run out of a mile or so, and a child who landed in Zuihou had been caught up by the gray wolf who had caught up and fell to the ground, quickly biting off the child's neck, rushing to the front four, and howling angrily.

This little wolf was very different from the other three, instead of gnawing and devouring the corpses on the ground, he chased after him as fast as an arrow, as if he was going to bite all five children to death, before he could relieve his anger.

After a while, the second-to-last boy was thrown to the ground again.

After all, Wang Lung is a few years older than the other children, and he has practiced some three-legged cat kung fu with the martial artist of the nursing home at home, and at this time he has run at the forefront of the five, although he is out of breath, his little face is pale, and his stomach is full of colic, and he does not dare to slow down when he escapes for his life.

Suddenly there was a scream from behind the monkey: "Young master, help me!" The voice was poignant and frightened, Wang Lung's heart trembled, and his steps couldn't help but slow down by three points. Three years ago, a rare heavy snowfall, closed the mountain for several months, Wang Lung happened to be seriously ill, if it were not for the father of the monkey and two other house slaves, he walked more than 200 miles on his back, found a famous doctor, saved his life, and now it has already turned into a cup of loess.

Wang Lung's grandfather was a gentleman who escaped the troubled times, was well-educated, upright, and decent, and had a good reputation in the nearby countryside. Wang Lung's father was widowed and unmarried, and only Wang Lung had a single seedling, which he had been pampered since childhood.

Although Wang Lung has some of the bad temper of a rich child, greedy for pleasure, fond of vanity, arrogant, and likes to be held by everyone, in his bones, he is not a wicked person.

Hearing the playmates crying for help, all kinds of good and evil thoughts kept rolling in his heart, and his little face turned blue and red, although he was very afraid in his heart, he also understood that this place was far away from the village, and it was noon, and few adults would pass by here, and it was difficult to call for help.

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