wiped away her tears and stepped forward to see that the black hair's chest was still undulating, and it was still alive! It's just that the abdomen is a blur of flesh and blood, and it is obviously extremely badly injured.

When he saw her, the black fur whimpered twice in his throat, his body moved, and his tail wagged weakly, as if he still wanted to be close to her.

Yao Zhen had already checked its injuries, and at this time he bent over and hugged Hei Mao, choking and said, "Hei Mao, let's go home...... Yes! ”

Xia Chen followed beside him, reaching out and touching its head: "Hei Mao, you will definitely be fine, you will definitely be fine." ”

The weight of the black hair is not light, Yao Zhen's legs can't be strained, and the road that has just rained is extremely muddy, one foot deep and one foot shallow, and he stumbles from time to time, and his steps are very difficult.

Han An said: "Second Brother Yao, let me hug the black hair!" My house is close, take me there first. ”

"No!" Yao Zhen's voice was very low, but extremely resolute, revealing deep sadness.

Xia Chen felt even more uncomfortable when she heard this, she knew that for Yao Zhen, the black hair was his family! "Second Uncle Yao, just listen to your eldest uncle, Brother Cen has a good injury there...... Medicine, it will definitely be able to save the black hair. She also choked up a few times, and the black fur was also her playmate, often running around with her, whenever she was in a bad mood, she would lean on it and nag a few words, and the black fur always lay there and listened quietly.

Cen Shaoze said: "Chen'er is right, it's better to do your best to help." ”

Yao Zhen nodded: "Okay." It's just that he still insists on holding the black hair himself.

Back at Han's house, they carried Hei Mao to the big house, and Han Yi and Qiao's were busy lighting the oil lamps and horse lamps at home.

Cen Shaoze took the wound medicine and handed it to Yao Zhen, looked at Heimao's injury, and shook his head secretly, not to mention that the wound was very large, and the intestines had been exposed.

Han Yi brought a dustpan of grass ashes: "Let's see if I can rub the intestines back." ”

Xia Chen knew that plant ash could stop bleeding, and in this era of limited medical care, this was a common local method used by people.

Hei Mao blinked his eyes, and from time to time there was a slight moaning sound in his throat, Xia Chen kept touching its head with his hands, touching its ears, and Hei Mao would occasionally stick out his tongue and lick her. In the past, Xia Chen always said that it had a lot of saliva, but this time it was his own tears.

Yao Zhen grabbed a handful of gray and rubbed the wound for the black hair, and Han An sighed on the side: "Why are there so many wolves, there has never been something before." ”

Han Yi said: "Xu took the pig of the old man Qian the night before and took advantage of it. ”

Han Xiang whispered: "Second Brother Yao's family doesn't have pigs, how can Hei Mao fight with wolves?" ”

Xia Chen immediately reacted: "Hei Mao opened the door and ran out by himself, most of the dogs of other families were bolted, even if they didn't bolt, they couldn't get out at night." "Yao Zhen never bolts black hair, and it will open the door by itself! It must have spotted the wolf, opened the door and went out on its own, and chased it until the village got into a fight with the wolf.

It was a pity that it had beaten two, but not three, and there were probably more at that time, and when the villagers arrived, it had been bitten by wolves, and for a time pity, grief and deep self-reproach came to his heart.

I rubbed the intestines back for Hei Mao and put on the wound medicine, but the blood still flowed out. Yao Zhen squatted beside it, tears falling down his face. "The wound is too big to close!"

Xia Chen wiped his face twice with his hands: "Uncle, go cut a few ponytail hairs, the longer the better!" Grandmother, find me a horseshoe needle. ”

Han An and Qiao Shi glanced at each other, didn't ask much, and immediately went separately to prepare.

Han Xiang blinked her eyes and whispered, "Chen'er, what are you going to do?" ”

Xia Chen rolled up his sleeves: "Little aunt, you go and brew a basin of light salt water and use cold boiled water." ”

Although Han Xiang was curious, she didn't dare to ask more questions in this situation, and turned her head and ran towards the kitchen.

Xia Chen wanted to sew the wound for the black hair, she had read in a book that some people had used mulberry thread to sew the wound in the Sui and Tang dynasties, and mulberry thread was a kind of silk, which was naturally not available in the mountain villages in the north, and could only be replaced by horsetail hair.

When the things were brought, Xia Chen put the needle on the fire and burned it, and then brought the horsetail hair washed with salt water to the good. Then use clean cotton to wipe the area around the wound for the black hair. "Black hair, bear with it!" With that, he began to sew up the wound for it.

The black hair is very human, and he knows that this is treating it, although he trembles in pain, he still obediently cooperates.

The edge of the wound was very irregular, and a piece of skin the size of the palm almost fell off, obviously torn open by the wolf's claws, and it took Xia Chen half an hour to sew it up, and then she sat on the ground with her buttocks, sweat running down her forehead. She was not a doctor, and though she had been injured and stitched once, she had never done anything like this, and as the horsetail thread passed through the flesh, she seemed to hear a sizzling sound that made her teeth ache and her stomach churned.

Yao Zhen saw that the wound was finally sewn up and no longer bleed, and his face was like ashes, and finally showed a hint of relief, and said to Han An: "Big brother, find a small quilt or something for me, I'll take it back, it can't sleep here." ”

Han An nodded: "Okay." ”

Yao Zhen picked up the black hair, and Qiao asked Han An to send them off. Xia Chen sat in the big room and waited until Han An came back: "Uncle, the black hair is ...... You okay? ”

Han An sighed: "It's still angry, Second Brother Yao made a bed for it in the stove house, no, I will go to the county tomorrow to invite a doctor, you go back to sleep." ”

Back in his room, Xia Chen couldn't help but lie on the table and cry loudly.

Cen Shaoze was also very uncomfortable in his heart, he only saw today why people say that dogs understand human nature, that dog is even better than people, and he doesn't bark when he is injured like that. It's just that he didn't expect Xia Chen's reaction to be so strong, didn't she let other dogs eat before?

He patted Xia Chen's back: "Chen'er, the black hair is very tenacious, it will definitely get better, go to bed early, and I will accompany you to see it tomorrow." ”

Xia Chen raised his tear-stained face: "It's all my fault, otherwise the wolves wouldn't have entered the village in groups, and the black fur wouldn't have been injured." With that, he slammed his fist on the table. She really felt sorry for the black hair, and after thinking about it, she was extremely depressed.

Cen Shaoze was afraid that she would hurt herself, so he hugged her in his arms: "How can I blame you?" And aren't you trying to find a way to cure it? He couldn't believe that a little kid could come up with such a solution, and that he could do it with composure—cruel but effective.

Xia Chen hugged his waist and kept beating his back with both hands: "It's just to blame me, if I don't let the old man kill his dog, there won't be a matter of wolves taking away pigs, and there won't be so many wolves." ”

Cen Shaoze didn't know how to persuade him again, but when he heard her crying so sadly, his heart was really uncomfortable, and he really wanted to knock this stubborn child unconscious with one punch!

After a long time, Xia Chen finally got tired of crying, and gradually stopped crying, but he was still sobbing from time to time. Is this a shot in the foot? Although the black hair was not injured by her, it had nothing to do with her. She raised her face: "Brother Cen, if you were Second Uncle Yao, would you hate me?" ”

Cen Shaoze finally figured out his clue and understood why Xia Chen blamed himself. He wiped the tears from her face: "I'm not him, how can I know?" ”

Xia Chen gave him a blank look, this is really choking! "Don't you know how to comfort people?"

Cen Shaoze looked puzzled: "Things have already happened, why assume it?" According to you, if Yao Zhen was tied with black hair like other families, this would not have happened. ”

Xia Chen sighed, she naturally understood this truth, but she couldn't turn the corner in her heart. She looked up at Cen Shaoze, obviously he was just a big child, but he seemed to be more calm and wise than herself, and when she thought about it, education in ancient times was different, and many people started a family at the age of sixteen or seventeen! Of course, the black fur is not his friend.

She sighed, and began to reflect in her heart, no matter what she did in the future, she had to assume the possible results first.

Early in the morning, she woke up suddenly, didn't bother to wash her face, put on her clothes and ran to Second Uncle Yao's house. The door was not inserted, she pushed the door directly in, and found Yao Zhen sitting in the courtyard with a blank expression, could it be that the black hair ......, "Second Uncle Yao, where is the black hair?" ”

Second Aunt Yao came out of the house, took a piece of clothing and draped it over her husband, and then raised her eyes to look at Xia Chen: "Hei Mao is gone." ”

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