Chapter 350: Wolf Baby Lang Ying

The men who entered the mountain could not find the wolf's den, and returned to the village one after another, and as soon as they entered the village, they heard about the tragic death of Nizi, and Nizi Ge lost all his conscience and did evil, and they all gritted their teeth, hating to eat him alive.

Yang Zhijian held the baby in his arms, led the pillar, hurried slowly, and finally walked out of the forest, the pillar was tired and hungry, sitting on the rock of the mountain pass, unable to take a step anymore. The pillar was panting and exhausted, and said, "Master—I really can't walk!"

Yang Zhijian held the baby in one hand, pulled up the pillar with the other and walked forward, the pillar walked dejectedly, thinking: Alas, let's stick to it, it's almost home!

Wow - Wow -

Suddenly, the baby opened her throat and cried loudly, and the cry became more and more rapid, which sounded heart-wrenching. The pillar supported and ran forward two steps, and asked, "Master, how is my sister?"

Yang Zhijian made a bitter face and gently patted the baby's abdomen, Zhuzi understood what he meant, and asked with a sad face: "There is still wolf milk to drink in the wolf's den, what are you going to feed her at this time?"

Yang Zhijian raised his hand and pointed ahead, meaning that there was a way to return to the village. After Zhu Zi understood Yang Zhijian's intentions, he said, "Master, then let's go quickly!"

Yang Zhijian looked at the pillar worriedly, and the pillar immediately forced a smile and said, "I can do it!"

After speaking, the pillar dragged his tired body and ran to the front, Yang Zhijian limped behind, his injured foot was heavy and weak, in order for his daughter to eat earlier, try to slow down.

Yang Zhijian looked down at his daughter anxiously from time to time, and comforted in his heart: "Baby, if you are wronged for a while, go back to see your mother, and you will have milk to drink!"

At sunset, every household in the village was curling with smoke, Yang Zhijian looked at it, his chimney rose without smoke, he thought: Nizi, why don't you know how to cherish your own body, every household is cooking on a fire, you haven't eaten well these days, right? I'm back, from now on, I will take good care of you two mothers and children!

Yang Zhijian looked over his house and looked halfway up the mountain, and was shocked that Brother Nizi's house was gone, and the green smoke was empty. He thought to himself: Could it be that the house was burned?

In a hurry, Yang Zhijian trotted on one foot, the injured leg couldn't use his strength, and dragged it on the ground, and after a while, the upper of the shoe wore out.

As soon as he entered the village, he met the third child who came back from diving into the river, and the third child stared at Yang Zhijian in surprise, and hurriedly shouted: "Yang Zhijian, don't move if you stand there, you are not allowed to enter the village!"

Yang Zhijian was surprised, he didn't know what was going on, and stared at the third child suspiciously. The third child pointed to the pillar and shouted: "Pillar, you stay there too, don't go any further!"

"Why?" the third child didn't bother to answer the question of the pillar, so he threw down his pole and ran away, two buckets of water spilled on the ground and flowed down the slope.

"Master, ignore him, let's go ours!" the pillar said, and took two more steps forward, Yang Zhijian stepped forward, grabbed him, and shook his head at him.

Zhuzi stopped with an unhappy face, and muttered, "Why don't you let us go back?"

Yang Zhijian slapped the girl who was crying hoarsely, and looked at the villagers who were rushing towards the entrance of the village, and had an ominous premonition in his heart.

The people with sharp legs and feet quickly ran in front of Yang Zhijian and the pillars, and built a human wall two meters away from them, blocking the way into the village.

Yang Zhijian looked at them with a frown, his eyes full of questions, and the pillar asked angrily, "What are you doing?"

"You can't go into the village anymore, and from now on, you're no longer from this village!" said a half-grown baby.

Yang Zhijian became more and more confused, it had only been two days since he entered the mountain, why was he swept out of the house? The pillar said angrily: "Why? My mother is still in the village!"

"You still have the face to mention that prostitute, if she dares to step into the village even half a step further, no one will let her leave alive!" the baby glared angrily at the pillar.

"Don't scold my mother!" The pillar rushed up angrily and reached out to grab the baby, but was pushed by the adult, took a few steps back, and was about to fall, Yang Zhijian reached out behind his back and helped him.

"Stop!" The second master rushed over panting, stood in front of everyone, stared at Yang Zhijian coldly, and after buffering for a while, his breath was a little more even, and then he said: "Yang Zhijian, you are a sensible person, let you die today!"

Wow - Wow -

The baby was exhausted, still crying hard, Yang Zhijian looked at her heartbrokenly, raised his eyes to stare at the second master, stretched out his finger and pointed to the baby in his arms, and the clever pillar immediately said: "My master said to let my sister eat first, and say something slowly!"

The second master looked at the baby sympathetically, sighed, and said, "Poor baby, there is no milk to eat!

Yang Zhijian opened his mouth wide, his eyes widened, he couldn't believe that this was true, and his mouth let out slurred words: "What--what is it? Juan-"

Zhuzi couldn't believe that this was true, and anxiously asked, "Why is this happening when my master asks?"

The second master glanced at Yang Zhijian and Zhuzi, and said angrily: "Nizi died unjustly, I will cry for her! Brother Nizi actually did something with Juan'er in broad daylight on the day of Nizi's death, and later, the two ran away together!"

Ahhh

Yang Zhijian raised his head to the sky and shouted, his voice was hoarse, and the pillar pulled his arm worriedly, crying and shouting: "Master-"

"Paper-pen-" Yang Zhijian was angry in his heart, and vowed to find Brother Nizi, save Juan'er, and let Brother Nizi get the punishment he deserved.

"Give him pen and paper. Considering that Yang Zhijian couldn't speak, in order to communicate smoothly, the second master came prepared.

Yang Zhijian handed the baby to the pillar, and the pillar took the baby in his arms nervously, and shouted "Master" in a low voice, looking at the blushing baby distressedly.

Yang Zhijian wrote on the paper: Second master, please let Zhuzi and my daughter have a full meal first, they, after all, are still babies, my daughter is still so young, if you delay any longer, you will starve to death!

The third child took the paper, pulled his throat and read it to everyone, the second master pondered, and then turned to the villagers and asked, "What is your opinion?"

"No, what does their life or death have to do with us?"

"The baby is strange and pitiful - if the mother doesn't know the kindness of the parents, which father and mother in the world are willing to suffer the baby - besides, it will be dark soon, where can they go?"

"How can such a small baby survive without milk?"

"No matter what, we can't let them enter the village, we can take out anything we want and give it to them!"

The crowd was gossiping, and most of them were not allowed to enter the village. The second master raised his hand to stop the commotion, and shouted loudly: "If you can trust me, I have an idea about this matter!"

"Second Master, we can trust you!" the villagers replied in unison.

The second master turned around and said to Yang Zhijian: "In this way, I will ask someone to pack your bedding rolls and move them outside the village, get a pot for you, and then move your family's grain out, you will recuperate outside the village for a few days, and leave quickly!"

After Yang Zhijian listened, he nodded again and again, if the stalemate continued, it would not be beneficial to the two babies at all.

The second master shouted at the crowd: "The third family, you go door to door to collect rice soup, it is the time to cook, every household has it, they all say that eating a hundred rice to get rid of illness and eliminate disasters, our village has a total of fifty or sixty families, and they also do their best to accumulate a little good fortune for themselves! The adult is wrong, the baby is right!"

"Hey—I'll go now!" the mother-in-law of the third family heard the second master's order, and ran towards the village.

The second master said to the third child beside him: "You take a few people to Nizi's house to pack up their things and send them here." ”

"Second master, I'll go now, brothers, who is willing to go, come along!" the third shouted and ran towards Nizi's house, and immediately a few people followed. As long as Yang Zhijian doesn't set foot in the village, they are still willing to help him.

The second master shouted at the rest of the crowd: "Everyone else go back, Yang Zhijian is a man of his word, I believe he will not carry everyone into the village!"

Men, women and children hesitated, some left, some still stood in place and refused to take a step, the second master frowned coldly, and shouted: "What's the matter, you can't trust Yang Zhijian, even I can't believe it?"

Seeing that the second master was angry, everyone hurriedly moved their steps, scattered in all directions, and walked towards home.

Yang Zhijian looked at the second master, his gratitude was indescribable, he deeply understood the practices of the villagers, he had lived in the village for so long, and he knew a little bit about their customs and customs, it was not easy for them to treat them so kindly.

The second master lowered his eyelids, his gaze fell on Yang Zhijian's red and swollen feet, and said, "Sit on the stone over there, I'll show you this foot!"

Yang Zhijian looked at his feet covered with yellow mud, shook his head and waved his hand, the second master stared at his eyes with a cold face, and said unhappily: "What, you still look down on me?"

Yang Zhijian dragged the paper from the second master's hand in a panic, and wrote: Second master, where do I dare to dislike you, I haven't washed my feet for a few days and nights, why are you embarrassed to hang them in front of you? Besides, aren't you afraid that I will bring you bad luck?

"Go wash. The second master dropped a word, walked to the pillar, stretched out his hand to pick up the baby, and asked, "Have you chosen a name?"

Yang Zhijian shook his head, and the second master's eyes looked kindly at the sleeping face of the tired crying baby, and said, "Then call it Lang Ying, it's not easy to come back from the wolf's mouth! Hurry up and go to the river to wash your feet——"

Yang Zhijian nodded, bowed to the second master, ran down the slope, and went down to the river. The pillar muttered in his mouth: "Lang Ying - Lang Ying, isn't it the homonym of the wolf baby?"

The second master smiled, and sighed with regret: "You kid is not bad, you have a bit of culture, but it's a pity that it's not my mountain baby, otherwise, you can be a gentleman for the children in the village!"

"My master is only educated, second master, why don't you leave us behind, I will teach everyone to read and read with my master - the she-wolf will not come to revenge again, it is it that let us back!" Zhuzi begged the second master to take them in, he knew that it was not enough to survive in this mountain, just having a roll of cover.

"Is it true that the she-wolf let you come back?" the second master asked suspiciously.

The pillar nodded affirmatively, and said, "Either we will be unscathed!" The she-wolf also breastfeeds her sister, and feeds her before feeding the little wolf cubs-"

There is light in the eyes of the second master, he has lived a lifetime, such a strange thing is unheard of, it is simply incredible.

Zhu Zi took the opportunity to ask, "Second Master, what's the matter, leave us behind?"

The second master's heart was full of ups and downs, such an important decision was not something he could use alone. He had to talk to the villagers.

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(Nine-headed Bird Academy)