A wolf who talks to people

Shen Chong waved his hand and watched the taxi carrying the writer leave, and after a while, the car turned a corner and disappeared at the intersection. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

Shen Chong sighed sadly, turned around and was about to walk back into the house.

"I can understand your feelings, Shen. You can finally rest assured about Mark, I know you didn't tell you everything. ”

"Yes, there are some Carlo, you heard our conversation, you are actually not very comfortable." Shen Chong said and walked to the side of the steps and sat down on the steps.

Looking at the wolfdog named Carlo in the kennel.

Carlo slowly walked out of his kennel, and Shen rushed over to help him remove the chain from his neck. Carlo walked over and lay on Shen Chong's lap, closing his eyes as if he was thinking. Let Shen Chong caress its forehead, this feeling is so good! Carlo felt like she was lying next to her mom as a child.

Actually, Carlo and Ben are not allowed to have any chains, because this is its home. Shen Chong is like his own relative. It's not called Carlo, its real name is "Rock", and every night it walks with Shen Chong in the tree-lined streets of a residential area with the sunset, and then sits somewhere to rest.

Neighbors say the dog is very spiritual, probably a legendary dog, loyal and reliable like many of his descendants.

It would help Shen Chong carry newspapers every day and guard the hospital for Shen Chong. The relationship between them is not that of an owner and a hunting dog, but of friends and loved ones. This is the secret between him and Shen Chong, and even his children and wife don't know, this is the least known thing about Shen Chong's past in Raccoon Town.

"Carlo, no! Rocks, you better go. Go back to your home! Go to your people and your kind. You are not of humanity, and you are not of mine. I know you see me as one of you. Thank you, but I'm not your kind, do you really mean to be a janitor dog for me? You are a noble wolf. Shen Chong stroked its forehead and said calmly at the sky.

"Home? Home, that home? Acre Forest? Forget it, Shen, it was originally our home, thousands of years, noble? That's the word you humans use to distinguish our kind, and we are just animals that live in nature, just like birds and insects. Saying this, it looked up at Shen Chong for a moment, and then said:

"More than 100 years ago, we were forced to leave our homeland like the Indians, and then we came back, but we found that we had to deal not only with the traps that humans might have set up, but also with the monsters that humans had invented themselves. They are more terrible than those who make fun of us for the sake of our fur and killing us.

"Forests are no longer our home and protectors. My grandfather once told me that human beings are the strongest of all things, the most favored children of nature. ”

"Nope! We are spoiled children. Shen Chong said.

"Even if it is, a wild beast will fly between the trees of the forest when the hunter chases it! The big tree will help it hide from bullets, the grass will help it hide itself, the birds will help us know the danger that is coming, and the grass will help us hide its tracks. Can you believe that? After those monsters appeared, in the days before I ran into you, during the days when I was looking for you, I ran into Raccoon Town like a garbage dog to check what to eat, even if I was shot! Late at night, late at night. I don't feel safe in the forest at all. Frightened and shivering, feeling like they would rush out behind every tree and bush of grass, can you imagine? I am a so-called wolf, and humans in the forest at night will be terrified when they see our eyes and hear our voices, but I am in my own home. In the big forest I would be afraid, afraid that the monsters would find me, afraid that their white, lifeless eyes would eat me like they were killing my family. Actually, since my family was killed, we didn't make those sounds every night. I thought I would be terrified when I heard those voices, and fear is not for you humans. ”

"I'm sorry, I'm making you think about the past again." Shen Chong stopped his hand on the rock.

"You don't have to think like that, it's not your fault. Sink. The rock said calmly.

"Wolves? Am I a wolf? Am I fierce? Bloodthirsty? I love the milk and toast you feed me, and the way your kids touch me. Loved the dog house you bought for me. I know you always say don't touch it! It's going to bite you, but that's what you're trying to get me to keep a little bit of the wolf that I should be. Shen, I'm not going to be a wolf anymore. I didn't even hunt a hound smaller than me last time. I don't even know the howl of the forest at night. Instead, I learned to bark at a dog. My father would be ashamed of me. ”

At this time, the rock sensed that something had fallen on its face, and it looked up? Shen Chong cried! It licked Shen Chong's face.

"It's salty. I thought you human tears were tasteless. With that, Rock stood up and walked back to his doghouse and lay down.

"If humans knew that there were wolves like me, would they still use us as some totem and sign? Don't tell me about it! Forget it, bring me a chain! Shen, I like this. ”

"What do you say? Rock. Shen Chong looked at it and said.

"I'm 8 years old, and if I were a human being, I'm 45 years old now. I still want to live to be 8 years old. Only in your home, in this kennel do I feel safe and warm. I'm not afraid that the monsters will hurt me. Thank you for taking me in, Shen. If the forest doesn't belong to me, let me be the watchdog of someone like you who can understand wolf language. With that, it lay down and was silent.

Hearing this, Shen Chong slowly stood up and wiped the tears from his eyes, picked up the dog chain and fastened it around the rock's neck.

Turning back to the house, just as he was about to open the door and enter the house, the rock said again, "Shen, can you chop some cabbage for me tonight?" I've been getting a little thirsty lately. Are you giving me more water? ”

"Okay, okay! No problem! Shen Chong said with some sobs.

"Shen! If my "grandpa" were still alive! It's sure to give you a wolf's name! ”

Shen Chong smiled, "Dances with wolves!" ”

"Nope! Yes, a wolf who talks to people. ”

"Thank you, Rock!" After Shen Chong finished speaking, he walked into the house.

Rock on a snowy morning in November 2015. That day, he couldn't get out of his warm kennel to pick up the newspaper that the newsboy had thrown on the snow for Shen Chong. Its thick fur shielded it from the bitter cold of winter, but it did not stop the call of the god of life of nature.

When Shen Chong found out, he sadly wrapped the "rock" in a blanket and buried it deep in the back garden of his house. Shen Chong's wife and children were crying, especially the youngest daughter, who had been rescued by the rock a few years ago, when a very fierce large hound pounced on her, and it was the rock that bit it to death, and the rock himself was injured and blind in one eye during the fight. They didn't know the true relationship between Shen Chong and the rock, and after Shen Chong buried Caro, he brought a rock and put it next to his tomb, thinking that he was nostalgic, but he didn't engrave any words.

Later, Shen Chong's youngest daughter used a knife to engrave on it:

"A brave greyhound, a loyal companion."