In the early morning, before the morning sun rises, the dew has not yet fallen on the grass, and the mountains and forests are still gray, a young man is walking along the mountain path towards the mountain. The young man was dressed in shabby clothes, with a dangling axe tied around his waist and a bundle of hemp rope on his shoulder. Judging by his outfit, it should be a woodcutter boy from Yamashita Village.

Young people walk in the mountains quickly, the mountains and forests in the early morning are very quiet, although there is a slight wind, but it is the Spring Festival, so I don't feel cold. Suddenly, the boy stopped and looked ahead to the left, where there seemed to be a faint wail. He stopped and listened carefully for a while, and after confirming that there was indeed a voice, the young man's brow moved.

Listening to the sound, it doesn't seem to be a human voice.

There are often wild mountains in the mountains, and the boy has already heard this from the adults in the village. However, it is generally deep in the mountains and forests, like where the boy is now, not far from the village, and it is rare to encounter wild beasts.

Listening to the intermittent wailing, the boy thought in his heart.

With the boy's current age and body, if he encounters those beasts in the mouths of adults, he will definitely die for life, which is also the reason why the boy only chops firewood on the periphery of the mountains and forests to make a living, and does not dare to go too deep into the mountains. But listening to the voice, this beast is obviously injured, although I don't know how injured it is, but if I can catch the beast, it is worth cutting firewood for half a month!

After weighing left and right for a moment, the boy planned to go and have a look. The young man made up his mind that if there was danger, no matter how precious the beast was, he would run away immediately, after all, no matter how precious the beast was, it was not as precious as his own life.

The boy pulled out the axe that dangled from his waist and walked in the direction from which the wailing had come. The young man's footsteps were very slow, and he kept an eye on his feet, lest he step on a branch and make a noise, so that the beast in front of him would find himself first.

Listening to the wailing sound close at hand, the young man held his breath and concentrated, his face full of nervousness, and quietly brushed aside a leaf in front of him and looked ahead. Suddenly, the nervous look on the young man's face disappeared, replaced by a ray of disappointment.

I saw a puppy lying in the open space in front of me, with white fur as white as snow, only about a foot long in total, and it looked very cute. It's just that there is a trap between the front legs, and the trap has been stuck deep into the flesh, and the blood flows out of the wound, staining the front half of the puppy's body red.

Looking at the situation in front of him, a distressed look appeared on the young man's face, and he hurriedly brushed aside the branches and walked over, squatted on the ground, put the axe beside him, stretched out his hand and forcefully picked off the trap on the puppy's front legs, and threw it aside.

Without the trap, the little dog did not run away immediately, but lay on the ground very obediently, looked at the boy for a while, then at his injured front legs, and then stretched out his tongue and licked his wounds.

The boy checked the puppy's injury, the force of the trap was very strong, the puppy's wound was very deep, and the bones could be seen through the cracked fur, if left alone, the puppy might not survive in this mountain forest.

The boy hesitated for a moment, put the axe on the ground back on his waist, reached out and took the dog on the ground into his arms, and walked to the river not far away.

The boy put the puppy on the bluestone slab by the river, and then pointed to the puppy and said, "Don't move, wait here obediently for me to come back." ”

After saying that, the boy ran back into the forest. It wasn't long before the boy ran out again, with a few grasses in his hands. Looking at the puppy still lying on the bluestone slab, the young man shook the grass in front of the puppy's eyes with a smile and said, "Do you know what this is? Surely you don't know! Actually, I don't know what it's called, but every time I chop wood and get injured, I will chew it up and put it on the wound, and it will be fine after two days!"

As he spoke, the boy put the grass in his mouth, then picked up the puppy with one hand and the water from the river in the other, and cleaned the puppy's wounds little by little. The cleaning process did not take a long time, during which the puppy was very well-behaved and did not make trouble, and let the teenager clean it.

The boy spit out the herbs in his mouth, looked at the puppy and smiled and said, "Hold back, it will hurt a little!"

After speaking, the boy applied the herbs to the puppy's front legs, tore off a piece of cloth from the corner of his clothes, wrapped it around the puppy's front legs, and watched the wound be treated, the boy patted the puppy's head and said with a smile: "Okay, it will be fine in two days." ”

Time passed inadvertently, and the sun had gradually risen while the boy was helping the puppy to treat his wounds. Seeing that the time was not too early, the young man looked at the puppy for a while, and then smiled: "Okay, I should go and chop wood, otherwise there will be no food tomorrow." You know, I originally wanted to arrest you, but seeing that you are so small and not worth anything, I will let you go, and you can go back yourself!"

After the young man finished speaking, he sorted out his wood-cutting tools and walked towards the mountains and forests. Busy chopping wood, he didn't notice a limping little white dog behind him.

Soon came to his daily wood-cutting place, although the young man is not old, the strength is much smaller than that of adults, but the wood-cutting technique is very skillful, plus the axe is sharpened, the speed of chopping wood is very fast, it didn't take long for a small bundle to be tied to the ground.

The boy wiped the sweat from his forehead, and was just about to sit down on the pyre to rest for a while, when a limping little white dog came over, walked up to the boy, and put the small fruit in his mouth at the boy's feet.

Looking at the little white dog that suddenly appeared, the boy was a little surprised and a little surprised, and it was very boring to chop wood by himself every day, and a puppy could pass the time. Sitting on the pyre, he put the little white dog on his lap, picked up the fruit on the ground and asked, "Why did you come with me, don't you go home?"

The little white dog was lying on the boy's lap, and naturally he would not answer.

The young man put the fruit in his mouth, it was very sweet, there was a lot of water, both quenching his thirst and quenching his hunger, the young man asked suspiciously: "I have been chopping wood in this mountain for more than a year, and I have never found any fruit, where did you get this fruit?"

Listening to the boy's words, the little white dog jumped off the boy's lap and limped into the depths of the forest.

The little white dog's injury was not yet healed, and the young man followed behind the little white dog while scolding worriedly: "Can your two little short legs slow down!"

Although the little white dog's legs are very short, they are very frequent, so the speed is basically the same as that of a teenager's walking. At first, the boy just walked casually behind the little white dog, but as he entered the mountains and forests deeper and deeper, the boy was a little worried.

Seeing that the surrounding jungle was getting denser and denser, and the sunlight through the leaves was getting less and less, the young man quickened his pace, walked in front of the little white dog, picked up the little white dog, and said with a smile: "You can't go any further, there are big beasts in front, you are so little, it's not enough for them to stuff their teeth!"

After speaking, regardless of the struggle of the little white dog, he returned to the place where he chopped firewood. The young man made back on the pyre, took out the kettle on his waist and drank two sips, looking at the little white dog sleeping on the side, the young man handed the kettle to the little white dog's mouth, the little white dog took two sips, and turned his head to the side. The boy smiled and placed the kettle on the pyre.