The bamboo tube is about the thickness of an adult's arm, half a foot long, and there are a few small holes drilled on it, Xiao Lang shook it in his hand, and a squeaky sound soon sounded in the bamboo tube.

Hearing the voice, the first and fifteenth junior high school on the side suddenly ran over vigilantly, the hairs on their backs stood up, their noses kept shaking and sniffing, staring at the bamboo tube in Xiao Lang's hand.

Lin Qing's eyes widened, "What's in here? It's still alive!"

Zhang Wenhe boldly stretched out his hand and touched the bamboo tube, feeling the movement inside, and his face was very surprised: "Brother Lang, what is this? ”

The old lady and the uncle glanced at each other, and both had a trace of speculation in their hearts. This sound is very similar to the sound made by an animal, which happened to be seen by the two elders of this animal.

Xiao Lang grinned and smiled happily, carefully pulled out the plug at the mouth of the bamboo tube, and poured out a small thing with his limbs tied from it.

With its black and shiny fur, long tail and pointed beak, and big triangular upright ears, people who live in the mountains will recognize at a glance what kind of animal the little thing in front of them is, but this is only a miniature version, and the long tail of the plush is only the size of an adult's palm, which is too small and too small.

"Fox?" Lin Qing stared at the little thing in Xiao Lang's palm and was stunned for a while, seeing that it was struggling, a pair of big purple eyes staring at people with watery eyes, if it was an ordinary child, I am afraid that it would have already been soft-hearted to loosen its restraints, but unfortunately Lin Qing is not.

After looking at it for a while, Lin Qing only felt that this fox was very weird, and turned his head and asked the old lady, "Milk, is there a black fox in the mountain?"

The old lady was also dumbfounded: "Grandma has never seen it." When the words fell, he turned his eyes to look at Uncle Tai, who also shook his head, this thing is really rare.

When the first and fifteenth of the first year saw this swarthy little thing, they immediately prepared to attack, Xiao Lang hurriedly stopped, and then untied the limbs of the little black fox, leaving only a thin hemp rope around the neck in his hand, and said to Lin Qing: "Don't look at how much this thing grins at, it's actually all fake! It didn't bite me when I grabbed it." ”

Lin Qing stretched out a finger and poked it, and surprisingly, the little guy hugged her finger all of a sudden.

The slightly round little head kept rubbing Lin Qing's fingers, and the little mouth was still squeaking flatteringly, and the big fox eyes looked up at her from time to time, and the bottom of the eyes was indescribably pitiful and begging.

This made Lin Qing's heart soften a little suddenly, "Milk, Brother Lang worked so hard to catch it from afar, I'll keep it, right?"

The old lady hesitated, after all, the fox is a bit mysterious, not to mention that it is still such a small fox, don't raise the small one to attract the big one. But her own good grandson wants to be raised, and the old lady really can't refuse, and she is really a little hesitant for a while, so she has to look at her uncle and let the old man take an idea.

Uncle Tai knocked the cigarette pot on the corner of the table, glanced at the little fox hanging on Lin Qing's finger, and said, "Keep it, this thing is spiritual, if you can keep it, it will also be a blessing." ”

Lin Qing smiled and nodded, and with a turn of his hand, he held the little fox in his hand, leaving only its long tail exposed and swaying left and right.

Xiao Lang saw that she liked it tightly, so he quickly poured some warm water and put it in the broken bowl of the first year of junior high school, "Feed it some water, and I'll feed it some more food later, I haven't eaten or drunk for most of the day." ”

"It's too small, what to feed it?" Lin Qing took the hemp rope around the little fox's neck and put it next to the bowl to feed it water.

Zhang Wenhe touched the little fox's fur rarely, and said preemptively: "The fox eats chickens! Feed it chicken!"

"What kind of chicken to feed, I'm afraid it's just born when it's so small, and it's not weaned yet, and it can't eat it if there is meat." Xiao Lang shook his head disapprovingly.

The old lady looked at it carefully and said: "It's not like the one that was just born, you guys take a closer look, don't look at this thing must be a little big, but this action is neat." ”

Lin Qing and the three of them looked at it carefully, but they couldn't see any difference after looking at it for a long time, the old lady glanced at it and said: "This newborn fox cub is not so small, this fierce look looks like a big squirrel." ”

These words made Lin Qing and the others nod their heads in agreement. Uncle Tai smiled and didn't speak, squinting at the little fox for a long time, so that people couldn't guess his thoughts.

The little fox occupied the broken bowl of the first year of junior high school to drink water, which really angered the first year, and the whining of the fried hair threatened the little guy, and finally took advantage of the unpreparedness to return the paws.

Fortunately, Xiao Lang hugged Chu Yi to the side in time, but his trouser leg suffered again, and he was grabbed by the angry Chu Yi, until Lin Qing saw that the situation was not good and hugged the little fox, and this conflict was over.

Obviously, the little fox has become Lin Qing's new favorite, and after a while, he and the greedy Zhang Wenhe went into the room to find something to make a nest for the little guy.

The first day of junior high was still guarding his own broken bowl, and the fifteenth was honest, rubbing what Uncle Tai wanted to eat, but the Lin family hadn't cooked dinner yet, so Uncle Tai had to pour some warm water to let it pad his stomach first.

The old lady rolled up her sleeves and was about to go to the kitchen to cook, but as soon as she walked into the courtyard, she heard a knock on the door, and subconsciously shouted: "Which knock on the door on the big night?"

"Grandma Lin, I'm Ah Hai! The second master of the village chief asked you and Brother Lang to go to the east of the village, and we want to divide the meat!" The person who knocked on the door was Zhao Yihai, Zhao Dameng's son.

The old lady breathed a sigh of relief and replied casually: "Grandma, let's go over, you pay attention to yourself and go back first." ”

Zhao Yihai answered outside the door and left.

Xiao Lang in the house had already heard the sound and left the house, and he was about to go out with the small lantern that Lin Qing had placed under the eaves. The old lady shouted to him to follow along, "Just like that, dozens of people will go down to divide it, if the milk doesn't go, I'm afraid you won't be able to cope with those broken mouths." ”

Xiao Lang's heart is sweet, it's good to have someone to protect him, "That's it! No one can compare to milk!"

The old lady was even more proud now, and took Xiao Lang out of the house happily.

Lin Qing and Zhang Wenhe were still looking for something to make a nest for the little fox in the middle, and found a few old clothes, Lin Qing planned to tear them up and spread them in a dustpan, but Zhang Wenhe stopped her and disagreed.

"Let's find something else, it's the same if there's nothing to shop, it's not much worse in a dustpan. Zhang Wenhe has not suffered much since he was a child, but the few days in the town have made him grow a lot, and he knows that many things are not easy to come by, so he cherishes them more and more.

Lin Qing also guessed his changes, but the old clothes that came out were worn by her when she was one or two years old, not to mention the shabby, the key is that no one in the family can wear them!

"I'll tear one piece!" Lin Qing reached out and pulled a piece of clothing, and the other end was dragged by Zhang Wenhe in his hand, and the two of them argued.

Uncle Tai lifted the curtain of the inner door and came in, "What are you two doing here?"

Zhang Wenhe was a little anxious, blushing and telling his uncle what happened, and his uncle stepped forward to take a look, several small clothes were all cotton, and it was a pity to tear them, so he found a towel with four or five holes and spread it in the dustpan.

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Lan Zhi returned safely, thank you for the understanding and support of the children's shoes~ (To be continued.) )