Song Yiran was very worried when he held the little milk dog abandoned by the white wolf couple in his arms.

The dog should have been only two months old, weaned, and looked quite strong and quite second.

Dad and mother threw it away, it was not in a hurry at all, but happily let itself be held, quite a bit of casualness, and even took a nap for a while.

The sky was getting dark, and Song Yiran was disappointed and regretful.

She didn't do anything serious that day! She only had three days off in total, and it was really not cost-effective to pass a day in such a daze.

Fortunately, I found Old Man Song's suitcase, which was a great gain, and I also picked up a mixed-race dog by the way.

"Why don't you say your father doesn't want you anymore?" Song Yiran looked at the dog and said to himself: "Do you dislike you for being stupid? ”

The little milk dog didn't know what Erha was at all, he was a little hungry now, and he was tossing and barking in Song Yiran's arms, and his voice was still a little desolate.

"You're in luck. Song Yiran prepared a lot of food in the space, including steamed buns, pickles, broth, bacon and dim sum.

Song Yiran found a worn-out bowl, served half a bowl of broth to the little guy, and tore the steamed buns into small pieces and soaked them in the soup for him to eat.

The little one smelled the smell of meat, and devoured it, burying his head in the bowl, and snorting as he ate, like a calf protecting food.

"You will have to follow me in the future!Eat well, and show me the home when I grow up!" Song Yiran touched the little guy's head, thinking that the white wolf might be afraid that it would not be able to stand the life of the wolves, so he reluctantly kept it to himself.

After all, it is only a dog, not a wolf, and it may be bullied by other members of the wolf pack in the future. The white wolf may have realized that he could not protect it for the rest of his life, so he simply gave it to himself to take away and find a good way out for his children.

"I can't see it, it's so arrogant and cold, but it actually knows how to love. Although he was born as an animal, he felt more sorry for his children than ordinary people, and some people were not as good as animals. ”

The dog didn't have time to listen to her chatter, and kept licking the bottom of the bowl, looking like the steamed buns in broth.

"I have to give you a name, right? Your father is the wolf king, if I call you snowball, snow ball or something, don't you respect the status of the wolf king!" Song Yiran laughed to himself, "Just call you cheese, or call you ice cream." ”

The little guy was very puzzled, looking at Song Yiran with round eyes, it was full, and it was also interested in listening to Song Yiran's words, but obviously didn't understand.

"Compared to your father, you're so far behind. Song Yiran poured some water into the bowl and let it drink.

Seriously, if she had a pet, she would prefer to have that white wolf.

After eating and drinking enough, Song Yiran was ready to take it to find a place to spend the night. It was getting darker and darker, and it was extremely dangerous to stay in the woods to sleep and rest! Originally, she could have gone into the space to rest, but suddenly there was another burden, and all her plans were disrupted.

Except for herself, any living creature that enters the space seems to be harmed to varying degrees. At the beginning, Zhao San stayed in the space for a long time, but he went crazy when he went out. The little guy is so small, what if he goes in for a night and hangs up?

"Let's go, let's find a place to rest. "Song Yiran has actually thought about it a long time ago, the cave where the box was hidden before is good! The location is very hidden, leeward, and there is no need to worry about causing a fire if you light a fire in the cave.

Song Yiran took the little milk dog back to the previous cave, she looked around, and found no footprints and feces of large animals, but found the paw prints of pheasants.

Song Yiran simply made a small trap at the entrance of the cave, anyway, everything is ready-made, it is best to catch it, and there is no regret if it can't be caught.

She went into the cave, restored the vines at the entrance to the cave, and brought a lot of firewood out of the space. Raise the fire first, and then clean up a place to put the cover, and people will drill into the quilt and bake the fire, and it is estimated that they will not feel cold.

At this time, she couldn't care about whether the quilt would be dirty, anyway, this set of bedding was also prepared by Zhao Xiaodong on her back, so she didn't let her see it.

Song Yiran ate two steamed buns, drank a little broth, ate two pickles, and then got into the quilt. As for the little milk dog, Song Yiran was afraid that it would freeze to death, so he directly found an old padded jacket for it, anyway, the padded jacket was also small, and it was not a waste to make the best use of it.

A man and a dog gathered around the fire and soon fell asleep.

This night is an unquiet night for Song Yiran. She has no experience in taking care of puppies, and she doesn't understand why she is alive and kicking around during the day, not looking for her father's puppy at all, and will keep humming at night. This voice was a lot of torture for Song Yiran, so noisy that she couldn't sleep at all!

Song Yiran picked up the little guy who was arching everywhere.

Someone cared about it, and the little guy didn't hum, but kept pleasing Song Yiran, wagging his tail vigorously, and calling a few times with a pitiful little milk voice from time to time, which made people really hate it.

"Little trickster, you don't sleep, do you miss your parents, or are you hungry?" The little guy arched vigorously, kept sniffing and sniffing, Song Yiran felt that it might be hungry, so he poured some broth for it, and thoughtfully tore the large pieces of meat into small pieces.

The little milk dog was really hungry, so he drank half a bowl of broth, and then circled around Song Yiran, looking very energetic and lively, as if he didn't plan to sleep at all.

Song Yiran didn't bother to pay attention to it, so he simply threw a few sticks of firewood into the fire, then got into the quilt and continued to sleep.

Probably the little guy was also tired of tossing, and it didn't take long for him to get into the quilt and fall asleep beside Song Yiran.

The next morning, Song Yiran woke up to the howling of the little milk dog.

The little one squatted there, looking up and howling, exactly like the cry of the little Erha.

"What the hell are you, Erha, wolf?" Song Yiran shook his head helplessly, "I don't know what I picked up." She quickly packed up the bed, the quilt, and the old padded jacket were all received in the space. Then prepare breakfast for yourself and the little milk dog.

After eating and confirming that the fire in the cave was extinguished, Song Yiran took the little milk dog out of the cave.

There are two pheasants in the trap arranged at the door, and the little milk dog lies on the edge of the trap and barks at the pheasant, which does not sound fierce at all, but looks like it is selling cuteness.

Song Yiran couldn't cry and laughed and put the pheasant in the space, restored the trap to its original state, and took the little milk dog around the forest, there was not much time, she had to solve it quickly.