Qiqi moved his fingers, but he still felt unbearable pain all over his body, and he couldn't move a bit, so he could only stare at the tiger child in front of him: "I can't move." ”

"I'll carry you." Huzi tried to help Qiqi's body up, but Qiqi, who had broken his ribs, couldn't make it at all and slipped again, Feixian walked over, stretched out his hand to help Huzi, and was glared back by Huzi's eyes: "You stay away." ”

Fei Lynx scratched his head and smiled a little embarrassedly: "Stinky boy, you learned to protect food at a young age." ”

"You hold me tight." After trying to carry Qiqi on his back many times without success, Huzi simply reached under Qiqi's leg with one hand, wrapped Qiqi's back with the other, and hugged her horizontally.

Fortunately, Qiqi is thin and small, and the tiger is also strong, although it is difficult to hold it, but it can be moved.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!" Huzi drank as he walked, standing on the sidelines and watching the lively people.

Everyone got out of a narrow passage, and someone laughed at Huzi: "Little master, you have to be careful." Don't fall asleep at night and throw the sheep away. ”

"You have to take care of it!" Huzi replied, hugged Qiqi, staggered out of the kitchen door, wanted to rest for a while, but when he turned around, he saw those people who were still standing in the yard and watching, and he didn't feel at ease to bite, so he took Qiqi and walked along the mountain road a few steps, until after confirming that no one was following after turning the corner, Huzi helped Qiqi to sit on a big rock.

The mountain wind was slightly dry, and Huzi wiped the sweat on his head: "My name is Huzi, what's your name?" ”

"Seventy-seven."

"Seventy-seven? It's so nice. Huzi smiled, revealing a mouthful of neat white teeth and round dimples on his face, and his skin was dark and healthy.

There were minions patrolling the mountains walking by, looking at Huzi and Qiqi curiously, and Huzi immediately opened his arms to protect Qiqi, like an old hen guarding chickens.

"It's safe to go to my house, and no one will dare to kill you again." Huzi took a breath and hugged Qiqi again. In this way, stop and go, stop and go, from the kitchen to Huzi's room, it only takes ten minutes on weekdays, and Huzi was stunned for more than half an hour.

Huzi's room is in the backyard of Beifeng Village, a dark wooden stilted building, covered with thatch, and a red lantern with the word "north" written on the pillar outside the house.

Huzi and his mother are in one place, but they have another room in the side room.

"Mother, mother!" As soon as Huzi entered the courtyard, he opened his throat and shouted.

"What are you doing?" With a response, a slender woman in her thirties wearing a white flower turban on a blue background, a black cardigan, and a dark blue pleated skirt walked out of the hall opposite the courtyard gate.

Her skin was slightly dark, but her face was very good, and a pair of big almond eyes looked forward to life under the willow eyebrows.

"What did you get?" She saw her son eating and holding something, and hurriedly walked over.

"Auntie, it's a little girl." Huzi Road.

"Little girl? Where did the little girl come from? The woman asked.

"Auntie, take a hand, I can't hold it anymore." Huzi gritted his teeth and asked his mother for help.

The woman hurriedly dragged a bamboo chair over and asked Huzi to put Qiqi down.

"Whose child is this?" The woman looked at Qiqi, who was wrapped in rags and bloodied, "It's so small." ”