But now I can't do this anymore, I don't know how much more I have to worry about it, there are stupid tigers, house birds, baochang, snake two brothers and sisters and those villagers who shout that they are called little fox fairies, and now they have one more child, it is called "Hu Qiuqiu". I don't know when I burst into tears again. The little furball wiped away the tears, no! I won't cry anymore, I swore to my mother before. I'm not going to cry anymore, I'm going to hold on, I'm going to hold on.

The little furball hummed the absurd tune he had composed again.

"I look up at the green mountains, I look up at the sky, it's ridiculous that the law is small, how can there be the panacea of the flat ground soaring, I bow my head and step over the quagmire under my feet, remove the thorny vines all over my body, chop the demons and monsters that block me, I move forward step by step, I step by step, my mother will look at me, my mother will bless me, I will persevere, I will persevere, I will not give up, I will not give up, maybe home is ahead, maybe the way home has been stretched under my feet..."

As she walked, Little Furball wondered, what would she say to Grandma Cow? Maybe they've drunk water in the valley in the morning and they'll have some breakfast. What can a cow eat? Isn't it just grass? I remember that there was a lot of grass on the hillside, why don't you cut some more and put it on the edge of the valley, and when they have drunk the water, they will be able to eat a delicious breakfast? After thinking about it, I still felt that it was inappropriate, the meadow was too close to the herd's dwelling, and if I went to mow the grass at night, they would probably find it.

There was no way, the little furball could only touch the dark, relying on the impression, groping by the hazy moonlight, cutting a large bundle of grass nearby, tying it up and carrying it behind him. With these grasses, Xiao Maoqiu's heart is finally much more steady. After walking for a long time, we came to the edge of the valley.

The little furball first put the grass on the edge of the valley, and then found two stones to press it so that it would not be blown away by the strong wind. Then he cautiously climbed the dirt slope and slowly approached the dense forest in front of the low peak. Coming closer, the little furball looked into the depths of the dense forest, due to the obstruction of the dense forest, the moonlight could not penetrate, the little furball only felt that there was a black piece there, and it was impossible to tell how many Xichuan black-striped cows there were. Just listen to one or two cow barks from time to time.

Little Furball thought to herself, it should be here, it can't be wrong. Now all you have to do is to slowly retreat and not be discovered by them. Wait at the edge of the valley for them to come and drink tomorrow morning, and then find a chance to talk to the cow and grandma, and maybe it will be done. Thinking of this, the little furball slowly retreated to the edge of the valley.

Sitting on the edge of the valley, looking at the endless river at his feet, he felt a gust of night wind blowing, cold, really a little cold. And tonight, because of Hu Qiuqiu, I didn't eat well, and I drove most of the night, and I cut so much grass, and now my stomach is gurgling and famine. But what can you eat in the middle of the night? Suddenly, the little furball remembered the roasted naan tied to his waist, hehe! Today's supper is yours.

Thinking of this, the little furball hurriedly came to the river to wash his hands, and then took the roasted naan tied around his waist and gnawed it in a big gulp. Eating in a hurry, the little furball was choked and burped.

The sound of hiccups was really not small, and the little furball was really uncomfortable, so he desperately plunged his head into the river, and drank several large mouthfuls of water, and then sent the choked naan in his throat down. The little furball was so tired that he sat down on the ground by the river, panting, relieving for a while, and then looked at the roasted naan in his hand, and laughed at himself. Oh, my little fox, who was used to eating chicken legs and beef in brothels, almost choked to death on this roasted naan.

But laughing and laughing, the protest in the stomach did not subside at all, this time the little hairball with a long memory, eat slowly, nibble on the roasted naan, drink a sip of river water, and after a while, this roasted naan is finally in the stomach.

I'm full, I'm tired, but I can't sleep. Is it because I am not tired, or am I thinking about how to coax the cow and grandma to be happy tomorrow and get some milk for my Hu Qiuqiu, so I can't sleep? I don't know, I can't sleep anyway. The little furball was lying on the cold ground, with his little fox eyes open, looking at the stars in the sky, counting them one by one, which one was his mother? Is it the big, bright one? Or is it the one next to me that flashes at you, as if it is blinking?

The little furball counted, his eyes slowly closed, just about to fall asleep, he felt the ground tremble, the little furball hurriedly opened his eyes to see, it was already daylight, what was the shaking on the ground? When the little furball looked back again, he was immediately half frightened to death by what he saw.

It turned out that behind him, the cow grandmother was running towards her with red eyes, and the vibration on the ground was getting stronger and stronger, and the little furball wanted to stand up and run quickly, but no matter what, she couldn't stand up. The little furball wanted to shout and explain to the cow grandmother, but she couldn't make a sound at all, no! No! No! Little Furball saw that he was about to be trampled by the herd......

"Ahh Little Furball exclaimed and finally shouted out, and Little Furball realized that it was a nightmare. At this time, I only felt wet all over my body, as if I had been soaked by water. When I opened my eyes and looked at the sky, it was still full of stars, but at this moment, I seemed to have a little more weight on my body, and the little hairball looked at my body, and I don't know when, the night wind blew a large leaf on my body. The little furball slapped his little chest with his hand, obediently, but it scared me to death, I thought I was really trampled by the cow and grandma.

The little furball sat up and decided to sleep in a different place. In the blink of an eye, the little furball climbed to a big tree next to it, carrying the big leaf. This time, the little furball was counting the stars again, listening to the sound of running water under his feet, and gradually, gradually, the little furball fell asleep again, and this sleep was really sweet.

The little furball only felt that not long after he fell asleep, he heard a cow roar from the direction of the low peak in the distance, one after another, "moo-moo-moo-". The little furball barely opened his eyes and looked at the sky, it was dawn so soon, I had only fallen asleep for a while, could it be that I was dreaming again? Little Furball muttered to herself.

At this time, the little furball felt that the earth was trembling slightly, and the branches and leaves were also trembling. The trembling became more and more intense, the dead leaves on the branches fell one after another, and the little furball looked up in the direction of the low peak, Mom! Isn't it, again? In the distance, I saw Grandma Cow leading the herd towards this direction. The little furball screamed "Mom", a nightmare, it must be a nightmare again! The little furball shook its head.

There was no time to be stunned, the little furball was about to get up as soon as it turned over, but it forgot that it was living in a tree, and the violent action made the branches under it tremble, and then "plopped", and a scream came from the river, and the little furball fell into the river. "Goo Dong Goo Dong", drank several large sips of cold river water.

The little furball only felt cold all over his body, even his head was a little clearer, and he felt the vibration of the river getting stronger and stronger, and the little furball shook his head, which felt much more real than last night's nightmare, was it in a dream, or was it reality? Looking back, the herds were already galloping towards them.

Little Furball was still thinking about luck, deluding himself into thinking that it was another dream, and that the cattle would stop at the valley to drink. It's all right, the little furball comforted himself as he walked towards the place where he had laid the grass by the valley.

But when he saw that the herd was getting closer to him, there was still less than a hundred and fifty paces away, and in the blink of an eye, there were less than a hundred steps left, and then he saw that there were less than seventy steps, and the vibration from his feet was as obvious as a drum. But the herd had no intention of slowing down.

Little Furball was really scared at this time, and he didn't dare to go ashore, and saving his life was the most important thing. If those mad cows don't stop, they'll be trampled on by themselves. No, oops! Why haven't you woken up from this damn dream, unlucky, really unlucky. Isn't all this a dream? Run! Thinking of this, the little furball had no choice but to go all the way down the river valley first, hoping that the group of mad cows would stop quickly.

The little hairball felt the stronger the vibration under his feet while running, and when he looked back, Mom! The mad cows really rushed towards them, and it was the cow grandma who ran at the front. At this time, it was the same as in last night's dream, its eyes were red, and it led the herd to rush towards him, shouting as he rushed, "You little vixen, you dare to come, I trampled on you." ”

Whether the little furball is in a dream or in reality, he just feels that if he doesn't run, he is very likely to be trampled flat. At this time, the little furball simply changed back to the appearance of a fox, running on four legs, and running faster.

After the little furball returned to the original form of a fox, he ran all the way forward in the valley, but the speed of the herd was so fast that the distance had been shortened in the blink of an eye, and now it was probably less than twenty paces. I can feel the hot breath from the nose of the cow grandmother on my ass. The little furball is really in a hurry, and if it runs like this, it will be caught up and stepped on immediately.

Not! I can't die! I'm dead, what should I do with Hu Qiuqiu? It only recognizes me, and without me, it will definitely go crazy. If something happens to Hu Qiuqiu, the king of the eastern foot over there will definitely kill him. Thinking of the thunder beads that shot overwhelmingly towards Renyi Village, the dumb tiger and the house finch might still be able to escape, but those villagers would definitely be killed, in case the Ding family came to add to the chaos...... No, I can't die. The more I thought about it, the more scared I became, and I didn't dare to think about it anymore.

The little furball stabilized her panicked mind, and at this time the cow grandma's horns were about to touch her ass. The little furball didn't even bother to look at it, so he rushed towards the riverbank on the side. Little Furball didn't dare to do this before, because he was afraid that if he didn't go up and fall down again, at the speed of those mad cows, he would be trampled flat. But now if you don't rush again, you won't have a chance, there's no way, it's death to gamble or not, so you can only gamble.

The little furball rushed to the side with all his might, and was about to rush ashore, but a small pebble on the bank of the river once again gave the little furball a big surprise. I saw that the front paws of the little furball had been buckled to the edge of the river, and the hind paws had been off the ground, but at this critical moment, the stone buckled under the front paws was loosened, and the little furball was all gone.