The little yellow sheep was pulled out of the trap, and the torn robe found some tough and thick vines, tied them to the short horns, and brought some fresh grass to the yellow sheep's mouth for him to eat.

Fei Feimu stayed aside, put his hand on the soft wool, rubbed it, and felt that it was not enough, and fell on the hard horns along his back, grabbed the corner of the thick vine, and said coquettishly:

"Grandpa, I'll pull it!"

The ragged robe scratched his head, after all, he had to chop wood in a while, and this little lamb was in the way, and it was also a trouble, so he simply handed the thick vine to Fei Fei and said:

"Don't let it run!"

Fei Fei nodded vigorously, the thick vine was tied around his wrist a few times, and the little yellow sheep naturally didn't know that he was in trouble, so he still leisurely gnawed grass, looked up at the little girl in front of him, tilted his head, stuck out his tongue, and buried himself in grass again.

Fei Fei followed him, holding the thick vine in one hand and the fresh grass in the other, the little yellow sheep's eyes lit up, and he ran over in a hurry, took a bite, chewed and swallowed, and ran over again、、、

Fei Fei was feeding the sheep and picking grass at the same time, busy and happy, if there was no fresh grass in her hand, the little yellow sheep fluttered her tongue to meet it, greedy to suck the residual grass smell on her body, Fei Fei tapped its head, it refused to stop.

A layer of warmth rose on Feifei's chest, it was a firm sense of mission that could not be firmer, almost forgetful, the world seemed to have become very small, only himself and the little yellow sheep were left, and he had to dig grass for it to eat, so that it would be fat in vain.

The grass on the mountain is sharp and tough, and it doesn't talk about any affection, and it scratches Feifei in a few strokes, and the deep and shallow wound has dragon blood oozing out, and the pain is certainly very painful, but Feifei is strong and doesn't cry, this time he sneaked out, no one accommodated himself, and he had to endure it if he was injured, but fortunately, the healing bloodline of the dragon clan still worked.

The ragged robe came to the mountain, looked around the left and right, took out the axe he had with him, broke it lightly, found a dead wood, and began to work with a hum.

Fei Fei found a spring, took off his shoes and socks, two white fish-like little feet stirred the splash, the little yellow sheep ate enough grass, lazily yawned a few times, then curled up beside Fei Fei, the birds in the forest chirped and the apes roared, the sound of ding dong water, it sounded like a hypnotic song, Fei Fei gradually became tired, his eyelids trembled, and when he fell asleep, he also gathered the yellow wool and made a pillow appearance.

On the opposite side of the spring, out of a bald boy in green clothes and shoes, carrying a bamboo basket, the bamboo basket has herbs, wild fruits, and firewood, he holds the basket belt on his shoulders with both hands, and wipes his face by the spring water, and when he is about to leave, he sees Feifei on the opposite side of the spring, looking at the pair of little feet like mutton fat jade, his face is slightly red, he wiped his face with his cuffs, took out a small firewood from the bamboo basket, and threw it in the water with a whoosh.

Feifei's face was wet with splashes, he rubbed his sleepy eyes, looked at his shoes and socks on the ground, and looked at the little bald head on the other side of the spring, so he got angry and shouted, "Little monk, did you throw wood?"

The little monk folded his hands, bowed humbly, and said, "Donor, this spring water is also for others to freshen up, how can you put your feet in it." ”

Feifei's face was red and white, his feet were still lying in the water and couldn't come out, and he said, "You care about me, I want to be like this!"

"Good is rewarded with good and evil is rewarded with evil, don't take evil as small, donor, do it yourself!"

After the little monk finished speaking, he tightened the bamboo basket on his back, and walked away with difficulty.

Feifei listened to this implicit admonition, looked at the little bald head of his own age, and his pampered temper came up, and shouted: "I want to be like this!"

The little monk glanced back, his eyes were full of sympathy, shook his head and sighed, and continued to walk away.

Fei Fei shook off the water on his feet, while looking for shoes and socks, while untying the thick vines on the horns of the little yellow sheep, the little yellow sheep looked at Fei Fei's angry appearance, after all, after eating the grass picked by others, he had to give someone an officer, jumped through the spring, and hit it with two long horns.

The little monk also panicked, dodged left and right and fell to the ground, the contents of the basket spilled all over the ground, and the little yellow sheep saw that he had fallen, so he closed his horns and stood still, bleating a few times.

Fei Fei chased after him with his shoes, looked at the embarrassed little monk, kicked a few feet first, looked at the dried herbs that were sprinkled on the ground, and kicked them into the river without pulling them, and the little yellow sheep also helped on the side, and the half basket of things that spilled out floated all over the river in a blink of an eye.

The little monk had red eyes, picked up the bamboo basket, looked at the hard-earned things that were only half left, patted off the wet mud on his body, and carried the basket behind him, leaving silently, his back was obviously much lighter, but he walked step by step heavier.

Feifei crossed his waist, looked at the lonely back, and said proudly: "Hmph, see if you dare to meddle in the future!"

The little monk stopped, turned around respectfully, folded his hands and made a Buddhist salute, then tightened the basket and left.

Fei Fei didn't understand, how could the little bald head watch herself behave nonsense, and she was not angry, but courteous and saluting, she didn't think that the more she thought about it, the more she thought about it, the more angry she became, she flew up and kicked the last piece of dry wood into the river, and she won a big victory, but she didn't have the taste of victory at all, watching the dried herbs and vegetables float all over the river, staying on the stubborn rocks by the river, holding her chin with her hand, and stubbornly muttering:

"He provoked me first!"

In the tall dense forest, a tree fell to the ground, his robe straightened his back, he took a long breath, and shouted while wiping his sweat: "Little girl, where did you lead that little lamb?"

Fei Fei was slightly stunned, tied the thick vine to the horns of the little yellow sheep, put on the white phoenix soap shoes, combed his hair slightly, and ran over, the little yellow sheep's hooves behind him stepped on the wet mud and tended to follow, very clumsy, Fei Fei angrily threw the thick vine and shouted: "I don't want you anymore!"

Before I knew it, there were tears, and when I walked a few steps, the little yellow sheep bleated a few times, and when I saw Feifei ignoring it, I jumped up and down behind her.

The ragged robe chopped down the branches and branches of the tree, piled them all aside, and ignored the gloomy Feifei, took out the fire primer from his waist, lit it in the pyre, and said with a smile: "Little girl, you have a good mouth tonight!"

Feifei stared at a pair of big misty eyes, looked at the small flame that was about to move, and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

The ragged robe strangled the little yellow sheep, the axe was across its neck, and the little yellow sheep rushed left and right, but he couldn't escape, so he had to look at Feifei on the side with tears in his eyes.

Fei Fei hammered the sand and shouted, "Don't eat it, I won't allow you to eat it!" She picked up the dry wood on the side and smashed it the head of the broken robe, and the broken robe turned her head in astonishment, touched the blood of her head, and said angrily: "Dare to hit Lao Tzu, it's against you!"

Fei Fei led the little yellow sheep and quickly burrowed into the bushes and disappeared.

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