Zhou Xiaoan looked at the corpses of the tiger and the group of kittens, and felt a sadness in her heart, the little milk cat in her palm screamed miserably, the scorched yellow hair on her body stood up, and the immature little paws crawled hard out of her hand, as if she knew what was going on, and was angry to fight the whole world. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Zhou Xiaoan held the kitten, which was only the size of her palm, to her cheek, gently rubbed her face against its little head to comfort it, and secretly hid her tears.

There is nothing wrong with the children who crave a bite of meat, and the tragic death of the tiger and its children are innocent, all in the hope that one will live.

Being alive has become the hardest thing in this world. No one has a position to blame the efforts made in order to live, let alone right or wrong.

Zhou Xiao'an took Mancang to put the tiger and its children in a small basket, avoiding the children and burying them on a small hillside some distance from the village.

The little milk cat barked mournfully all the way, and finally was so tired that she couldn't make a sound at all, and lay weakly in Zhou Xiaoan's palm motionless.

If it weren't for its skinny little belly, it would be almost indistinguishable from a newly buried kitten, and there would be no signs of life.

Zhou Xiaoan gently stroked its back with his fingers, buried the tiger and left with it, "Let's go, Xiaohu, let's go home." ”

Its father protected it at the cost of his life, and in honor of the tiger, Zhou Xiaoan decided to call it Little Tiger.

Zhou Xiao'an walked away quickly with Xiaohu, without letting it take another look at the place that was covered by dead branches and turf.

The little tiger was only three days old, and it has no memory and does not need to remember this experience. It's not easy to live in this world, and there's no need to let it carry these things when it's just born.

A large dark cloud poured up in the sky, there was a faint smell of wet water in the air, the temperature slowly dropped, it was a sultry afternoon, the wind did not know when it rose, and people suddenly got goosebumps.

It's going to rain heavily.

When she returned home, the grandmother saw Xiaohu sighing and shaking her head, "I can't feed it, it's too small, it's too thin, it will die if we eat something, and it can't eat it, and it can't swallow it yet." ”

Zhou Xiaoan hugged Xiaohu and didn't speak, and his heart was flustered.

It's true that there is nothing for it to eat.

If Xiaohu was a human child, she would have a better way than she has now, at least there is milk in the space for it to drink.

But the kitten can't eat milk powder, can't digest milk, and doesn't have pet milk powder, how to raise it?

The tiger handed over the little tiger to her at the last moment of her life, and after all the children were killed by the owner, when it was dying, it still chose to believe in her, and she must not live up to such trust, and must raise the little tiger well.

The wife stroked Zhou Xiao'an's hair, sighed long, saw that Zhou Xiao'an was depressed, and wanted to divert her attention, "Your uncle is back and sleeping in the Westinghouse, saying that he won't go to the construction site today, you can go and see him." ”

Zhou Xiaoan couldn't bear to disturb the uncle's sleep, so he wandered around the house with Xiaohu in the palm of his hand, and looked at the West House by lying on the window or door every few minutes, and before he looked twice, the uncle woke up.

"Xiao An, come in."

Zhou Xiaoan stood outside the window and shook his head, "Uncle, go to sleep, I'm fine." ”

"Come in." Zhou Yuehai got up, his face had regained clarity, he couldn't see that he had just woken up, and he immediately keenly noticed that something was wrong with Zhou Xiaoan, "What are you holding in your hand?" Show me? ”

Zhou Xiaoan's heart that had been flustered suddenly settled down, and he took Xiaohu in to show his uncle, looking at him expectantly, "Uncle, can you feed him?" ”

Xiaohu was lying quietly on his stomach, but as soon as he arrived at Zhou Yuehai's side, he moved uneasily.

It was so weak that it couldn't scream, and its four little legs kicked a few times, hiding its little head between Zhou Xiao'an's fingers.

Zhou Xiaoan knew that it was scared, so he covered it with a handkerchief and touched its head with pity, "Uncle, I want to raise it." ”

Then he told Zhou Yuehai about the process of bringing it back, "Its father is called Tiger, and he is a particularly majestic tabby cat......"

After listening to this, Zhou Yuehai looked at Zhou Xiaoan's tears that he was holding back, and nodded affirmatively, "If we can feed it, we will definitely be able to raise it more majestic than a tiger!" ”

Zhou Xiaoan didn't care about being embarrassed, and he didn't have time to wipe away the tears in his eyes, so he looked up in surprise, "Really, uncle!?" How are we going to raise it? The grandmother said it couldn't eat on its own, and I had nothing to give it food......"

Zhou Yuehai shook his head, as if these difficulties were not worth mentioning to him at all, "If it can't eat, we will feed it, and if it can't eat anything else, the rice soup will definitely be able to drink, and the child can live if he drinks the rice soup, and it will definitely live." ”

Zhou Yuehai was about to go to the ground as he spoke, his feet touched the ground and paused, and he instructed Zhou Xiao'an, "You go to the stream at the head of the village to find a few thick reed poles and come back, and we will feed the kittens in a while." ”

Zhou Xiaoan ran out with Xiaohu in his hand, and his cheerful voice spread all over the yard, "Wife!" My uncle said he could feed it! Let's feed rice soup to Xiaohu! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the man had already rushed out of the gate and ran out.

Seeing her so happy, the wife also laughed, "Look, I'll just say that Erhai can coax us to be safe!" It's all wilted just now, and Erhai will give the spirit in two sentences! ”

The second uncle also laughed, but when he saw Zhou Yuehai coming out of the house, his face changed instantly, "Erhai! What's wrong with your legs?! Hurt?! Where's the injury? When did you get hurt? Why don't you go to the doctor? ”

The second uncle looked at one of Zhou Yuehai's dragged legs, and was so shocked that the bundle of firewood she was holding in her hand was thrown on the ground.

The wife also threw away the straw rope she was rubbing in her hand and stood up slightly, "Erhai! Why are you limping like this?! ”

The wife has always spoken gently and tactfully, never hurting people, and when she says such things so bluntly, she is really too anxious and can't care about anything.

Zhou Yuehai didn't take his leg seriously, and first instructed his wife and second uncle, "Xiao An doesn't know about my injury yet, don't tell her yet, and I'll talk to her when I find an opportunity later." ”

Then he explained to them, "The injury I was injured when I went out on a mission, it hurt a little when the weather changed, and I usually don't feel anything, I don't delay anything, it's fine." ”

How could it be fine.

He is such a strong person, he can drag one leg to walk in front of others, it must be so painful that he can't bear it.

The wife's tears flowed out at once, "My miserable Erhai! The daughter-in-law hasn't married yet! Why don't I let this old woman suffer for you! ”

The second uncle and mother-in-law also followed with red eyes, "Erhai, don't you all say that the doctor of the army is good?" This leg can't be cured? ”

Zhou Yuehai shook his head, not wanting to explain too much, "It's not cured, so be it." Compared with those disabled and sacrificed comrades-in-arms, I am already very lucky. ”

Then he told his wife, "Later, if Xiao An comes back before me, you can send her to Dajiang's house for a trip, so that she doesn't see me like this." ”

After saying that, he got on his bicycle and said, "I'm going to do something and I'll be back right away." (To be continued.) )