"Brother,... Milk brother, do you say that is a little wolf... Huzi's home? On the way back, Ermao kept asking questions.

"Uh-huh! … Should... Isn't it..."Obviously absent-minded.

"You lied, you clearly said that the tiger was raised by you and was a dog, so why did it live in the wolf's den?"

"Yes, Huzi is a dog... I raised... He used to live in a wolf's hole..."The mouth is full of mess, which makes people scratch their heads.

"Could it be that Huzi's father is a wolf, and Huzi's mother is your big dog?" Qiaoyun came over at the right time to interject.

"yes, yes, this... Should... Right? "It's a good idea, and it was explained all at once.

"What is it supposed to be right, is it so?" Clearly offended by the wrath of the public.

"Hey, that's how it should be!" Lin Ziyuan was embarrassed and pointed his finger at his head: "You know, I'm here..."

"You know, you're hurt, and your head has been bad..."

……

"Huh! This tree... It's an ash rod, right? Lin Ziyuan stopped, pointed to a clump of trees and asked Qiaoyun.

"It's an ash pole tree, what's the matter, this kid's head is good again?"

"I want this one, and this one, stick to the ground and cut it, don't cut it down" Lin Ziyuan ignored Qiaoyun's joke.

"Okay! There are more here, I'll cut you a big bundle, and if you have the strength to carry it back. ”

"These aren't good, what am I going to do with a big bundle? I'm only twenty years old, but I can't be too old... You don't understand, you can't have a knot in the middle, you have to be straight, thick and thin... It's best to be as thick as the handle of your machete..."

"Shout! That's a lot of requirements, what are you doing here? Want to make a bow? Take it back and skin it and ride it as a horse? You're not going to do such an out-of-tune thing, are you? Qiaoyun laughed while working, haha, no day was as happy as today.

"Get out of the way!" Lin Ziyuan's face turned blue with anger: "You just took it as a horse to ride there!" ”

Qiaoyun was cutting down trees here, and Ermao thought it was funny, so he begged his sister to cut it for him. The two of them pulled the ash rod and dragged it home.

Just washed off the dirt on this body, plus the way is climbing and dragging trees, sweat all over the body, the cool breeze in the deep mountains, and the sweat is quickly dried. Lin Ziyuan felt that his whole body was dry and tight, and it was very uncomfortable, and his originally pink and delicate skin became stiff and dry, as if it would crack at any time.

"Look, you see, I told you not to take a bath, but I didn't listen, and now it's uncomfortable, right?" Qiaoyun complained while turning out badger oil. Badger oil nourishes the skin, the effect is wonderful, Huzi hunted a few badgers, and Qiaoyun boiled a lot of spare for Lin Ziyuan.

"Ermao, you come over to me, I know how to eat all day long, and I don't know what to do... Quick, put this badger oil on your grandma's brother..."In the past, Qiaoyun did this work himself, but today, for some reason, he had to ask Ermao to help and hide out by himself.

Ermao muttered, took a strip of cloth dipped in badger oil and wiped it on Lin Ziyuan's body, over and over again, and when Qiaoyun turned back, a jar of badger oil had already seen the bottom, "Hey! Ay! Are you in a tank of oil? … Dead Ermao, look at the good things you did! Qiaoyun grabbed Ermao, who was about to escape, and slapped it twice. Turning his head to look at Lin Ziyuan, he couldn't help laughing, and found a clean cloth to help Lin Ziyuan scrub the oil slick on his body, and his face was already red into a red cloth. finally cleaned up, and Lin Ziyuan also became a red-faced and oily man. This bath is considered for nothing.

After cleaning up, Lin Ziyuan followed Qiaoyun Ermao to meet Qiaoyun's parents. Father Sun Lin Ziyuan hasn't seen it yet, but Sun Wang's family has come with his little girl in his arms. Lin Ziyuan also named Qiaoyun's little sister. This past is a formal visit, and I can't thank you enough for the life-saving grace.

Qiaoyun's home is a thatched hut, strictly speaking, a small thatched shed. A few trees were built with branches and trunks as the base, and the surrounding areas were filled with yellow mud with branches and thatch. It's barely able to shelter from the wind and rain. A gust of wind blew, and the whole hut swayed, as if it would collapse at any moment. A clearing was cleared around the hut and a fence was put around it to prevent wild beasts from entering the house and hurting people. New branches have grown on the trunks of the trees that support the huts, and there is a smell of seclusion in the mountains and forests. But for the Qiaoyun family, who have eaten the last meal but not the next meal, and are always infested by bandits, they are not in the mood to taste this kind of wild fun.

The furnishings inside and outside the house are simple, a small pot is supported in the yard, and there is a water tank with a big belly and short feet next to it, covered with a wooden lid, like a Maitreya Buddha squatting there honestly. A small pile of dry firewood, two wooden barrels hung from the branches, one up and down, shaky. In the sunny place under the eaves, there are a few undried clothes, and a few rabbit skins or something. The room was very dry, with a bed propped up in the back, covered with grass, and an old bedding on it. On the table by the window, there were several pairs of dishes and chopsticks, and two clay pots, which were the ones that Lin Ziyuan used to eat in the cave. It seems that the Sun family only has these two jars, and the two ends are reversed. There should be another room in the back, separated by a tent made of twigs and thatched mud, which should be Qiaoyun's bedroom. The whole family couldn't be more simple, but Lin Ziyuan felt very kind, and the whole person calmed down.

Lin Ziyuan, a red-faced and oily man, knelt down and kowtowed in the front room, officially met Sun Wang's family, called his mother in his mouth, and officially recognized this grandmother. Sun Wang's family has been groomed and dressed very carefully, and it seems that Qiaoyun informed his mother in advance. Holding the child, Sun Wang was very cramped: "Get up quickly, get up quickly!" Kid, what are you doing here? … We poor people don't want this... Qiaoyun, help your brother up! Qiaoyun blushed, and came over to help Lin Ziyuan - how is this like the son-in-law who came to see his mother-in-law for the first time?

Lin Ziyuan's image is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and somehow it spread, and the custom of marrying in the future, the father and mother who meet the woman for the first time, want to apply a layer of oil to their faces, and make their faces red and oily, which comes from this, but no one expected it!

Father Sun was not at home, Ermao ran out to look for it, and saw Father Sun halfway down, dressed as a hunter, and was walking home in despair.

"Daddy! Father! Grandma's house is gone, go back... Come back! Ermao ran out of breath.

"Milk brother? Which milk brother? Daddy Sun looked confused.

"It's Brother Lin, the one my sister carried back, the one who lives in our cave."

Father Sun stood down and was silent for a while: "Is this an injury, are you going home?" Oops! If this is for Zhao Sanye's people to run into each other head-on..., no, I'll drive this kid away..."Unload the foreign cannon on his shoulder, and fill it with gunpowder sand.

"Daddy! What's wrong with you? Still going hunting? Not going home? ”

“… What kind of hunting....go home! "Daddy Sun finished loading, pulled Ermao and walked home.

Stepping into the house, Father Sun saw his daughter standing in front of the pot, preparing to cook, and a half-grown boy standing next to him, talking and laughing with his daughter. Father Sun suddenly became angry: "Stinky boy! How dare you..."

Lin Ziyuan turned his head and was stunned for a moment: "It's you?" … Broken felt hat..."

When Father Sun heard Lin Ziyuan mention his broken hat, his face suddenly changed greatly, and he took off the foreign cannon on his shoulder and aimed it at Lin Ziyuan.

"Sister! There's gunpowder in Daddy's cannon! Ermao exclaimed.

Qiao Yunwan pounced over and tightly protected Lin Ziyuan behind him: "Dad! You're crazy! … Sun Fugui! You dare to shoot and try! … Beat your daughter to death! ”

"Dead Nizi, stand aside! I'm going to kill you stinky boy today..."Father Sun was rarely stiff in front of outsiders, seeing that the other party was just a half-old child, and he had a foreign cannon in his hand, he couldn't help but be angry again: "Dead Nizi!" Don't listen to you, do you? … Stinky boy, get out of here, where did you come from and where did you die..."

Lin Ziyuan frowned, pulled Qiaoyun behind him, picked up the lid of the water tank, and stuffed Qiaoyun in his hand: "Daddy Sun, what are you doing here?" Screaming as soon as you meet? Lin Ziyuan's voice was calm, without the slightest fluster.

Sun Fugui couldn't help but take a step back: "Good boy! How dare you..."Reaching out his finger and pulling the trigger.

"Dad! What are you doing? A scream came from behind him, and Sun Wang came out of the inner room, and when he saw this situation, he was so frightened that he sat on the ground, and the child in his arms cried.

Taking advantage of Sun Fugui's stunned kung fu, Lin Ziyuan turned to one side, grabbed the barrel of the foreign cannon like lightning, and snatched the foreign cannon from Daddy Sun's hand. The foreign cannon itself was unstable, and under the violent impact, it went off with a bang, and the sand hit the trees not far away. Huzi took the opportunity to pounce, grabbed the rag pocket on Daddy Sun's body with one claw, and bit Daddy Sun's neck with a big mouth!

"Huzi, stop!" Hearing Lin Ziyuan's shout, Huzi stopped biting, pressed Sun Fugui under his feet, his big tongue stretched out on his face, a low roar came out of his throat, and the hairs on his neck stood up one by one and fluffy. Sun Fugui rolled his eyes and fainted.

Sun Qiaoyun threw away the lid in his hand, grabbed Lin Ziyuan and groped for a while: "Where did you hit?" Are you hurt? … Are you hurt? …”

"It didn't hurt! It didn't hurt! … Oops... Don't touch it down..."If you touch it again, there will be a problem.

Seeing that Lin Ziyuan was not injured, Qiao Yun breathed a sigh of relief, hugged Lin Ziyuan tightly, and cried, where had the little girl seen such a formation.

"Alright, alright, it's okay... It's okay" patted Qiaoyun's back and comforted softly: Fortunately, my brother has practiced, otherwise he would not have been beaten into a sieve! It seems that this small body still has to be practiced, and the butt of a gun can shoot this old guy away...