Chapter 43 Wow! It's so cute

Zhang Xiaoqiang lay quietly in the shade of a tree and looked at the sky, his rapid breath spurting out of his nostrils as his chest rose and fell. The right hand was sore, numb, swollen and painful, and the pain felt like a ** tide constantly coming, as if the right hand was now being fried in a hot oil pan.

Zhang Xiaoqiang ignored the pain in his right hand, just looked at the sky, as if his mood had not yet recovered from the fight just now, and the short and fierce fight also consumed most of his physical strength, and now he was lying on the ground and didn't even bother to move his fingers. Until a little girl's smiling and lovely little face was printed in her eyes.

"Uncle, you're so inferior, I was shot to death at once, you have to roll over and roll over for so long to kill? And ah! The one you killed seems to be a little smaller than mine. ”

Yang Ke'er squatted on the side of Zhang Xiaoqiang's face and looked into his eyes, with a mischievous and narrow smile on her face.

Zhang Xiaoqiang rolled his eyes at her: "Standing and talking doesn't hurt your back, does the little girl have a pig's foot halo, why are these two things only looking for me and not looking for her?" ”

Yang Keer squatted beside Zhang Xiaoqiang and bandaged his right hand, Zhang Xiaoqiang lay on the ground and pretended to be a dead dog, looking at the thick canopy on his head and thinking: "My luck is really bad!" I didn't say it before I met Yang Keer, but after I met her, I was unlucky, I was almost killed by a mutant beast when I camped at night, I was almost strangled to death by someone after spending the night in a small building, I was almost pulled to death by drinking rainwater, and now I want to take advantage of the cold and am almost bitten to death by that thing. ”

"Could it be that Yang Ke'er, this little girl, is destined to commit a lone star? If you follow her, you will be unlucky. Zhang Xiaoqiang carefully looked at the busy little girl in front of him and thought.

Yang Keer raised her head and saw Zhang Xiaoqiang looking at her, so she showed Zhang Xiaoqiang a bright smile, her white and tender cheeks were red by the heat around her, like a delicious red apple. The big eyes that were bent into a crescent moon by the smile contained a pool of clear spring, and then the smile was scattered with a little starlight. With two small dimples and two small tiger teeth, it looks like Yang Keer is super cute at the moment!

In an instant, Zhang Xiaoqiang's otaku heart was detonated by the cuteness on Yang Keer's face, and he was filled with a rooster love from head to toe: "The little girl is mine, and no one can take her away." Zhang Xiaoqiang swore to the god of otaku!

"Shhh Tap, you're bandaging me, not dehairing pig's trotters! Zhang Xiaoqiang was interrupted by the pain in his right hand and complained to Yang Keer.

"Alright, got it! Don't blame me for this, I haven't done this before, besides, who made you make yourself so miserable? I don't know how to cherish myself! Yang Ke'er slowed down her movements, complaining in her mouth, feeling a little like a little daughter-in-law complaining about her husband.

Zhang Xiaoqiang actually still enjoys Yang Keer's little complaints, living alone for many years has made his heart become withdrawn, and now he is alive with the little girl's fighting. Yang Keer squatted beside her clumsily but carefully scrubbed the wound, applied medicine, and packed it with gauze.

Zhang Xiaoqiang lay under the shade of the tree and felt the cool air on the ground, and even the pain in his right hand didn't seem to be felt, and he didn't think about anything in his mind, just quietly felt this moment of comfort.

"Uncle, it's okay! You see if you are satisfied! Yang Ke'er's voice scared away this rare comfort.

"Huh? So fast? Zhang Xiaoqiang really opened his eyes and couldn't react.

"Hmmm! Uncle, look at it, my craftsmanship is like this! Yang Keer was urging on the side, as if he wanted to get Zhang Xiaoqiang's praise.

How so? Zhang Xiaoqiang's right hand now looks vicissitudes, really vicissitudes.

The whole right hand is wrapped like a stunted wild pear, either a concave piece here or a convex piece there, and there are three gauze joints. Patched with gauze again, looking at the layers of gauze, Zhang Xiaoqiang felt that his right hand seemed to be half a catty.

There was no bow, no lipstick print, but the little girl wrote crookedly with a red signal pen that she didn't know where she found: "Produced by Kerr". There is also a heart-shaped logo underneath, which looks like an anti-counterfeiting trademark.

"Barely passable, pride is not allowed to continue to work hard." Zhang Xiaoqiang held back a smile and pretended to praise Yang Keer seriously.

"Hmmm! I see! Yang Keer was also very satisfied.

"But, uncle! There doesn't seem to be gauze! Yang Ke'er turned around again and looked at the zongzi on Zhang Xiaoqiang's right arm and said.

"Hmmm! Got it, I'll figure it out! Zhang Xiaoqiang assured expressionlessly, but he was wailing in his heart: "That's more than a pound of gauze!" ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang felt that he was almost resting and stood up, the sleeve of his left hand had been bitten into a broken fishing net by that thing, and even the animal skin inlaid in the sleeve was also bitten everywhere in small pits, seeing these Zhang Xiaoqiang gasped, the animal skin didn't even hurt the saber at all! If you bite directly into the body, the skin, flesh, muscles and bones can't cover the drops!

I was secretly glad that I wasn't lazy and inlaid animal skins on my clothes. Walking to the corpse of the thing and looking at it carefully, the size of the thing was about the same size as a local dog raised in the countryside, the body was very slender, the body was round and narrow, the limbs were short and thick, the legs and feet were disproportionate to the body, almost about one to five, and it looked very strange.

One head was smashed by Yang Ke'er, and the flesh was blurred, leaving only the chin and neck together. One was stoned to death by Zhang Xiaoqiang with his fist, and he could barely see the appearance, and his head was a little round. The tail is thick and fluffy, reaching about half of its body, and looks a lot like an African ferret.

"Uncle, what is this?" Yang Ke'er poked the corpse with a horn gun, a little curious.

"Hmmm! It looks very familiar, and no matter how small it is, it looks a bit like a weasel who likes to steal chickens in the countryside, and it is also called Wong Tai Sin in some places. Zhang Xiaoqiang remembered the weasel skin he saw hanging on the wall at his uncle's house when he was a child.

"Can you eat it?" Yang Keer seemed to want to try game.

"I don't know, I should be able to eat it, right?" Zhang Xiaoqiang was a little unsure, his father had never hunted a weasel before.

"Do weasels bite? Why is it in the trees? Do weasels climb trees? "Yang Keer regards Zhang Xiaoqiang as '100,000 whys'. Keep asking.

"......" Zhang Xiaoqiang was depressed.

Yang Keer held a knife in her hand that she found out of nowhere, and she didn't dislike the stinky blood stains on the weasels, cramping and skinning them, and it seemed that she had the potential to transform into a smart woman.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's right hand was hung on his chest, and he was a little relieved to see Yang Ke'er busy, but it was a little strange how Yang Ke'er would take out some strange things from time to time like a jingle cat, and I didn't know where she was hiding on weekdays?

"Squeak" The call of something came from the tree, Yang Keer and Zhang Xiaoqiang were both attracted by the sound, Yang Keer held the horn gun, and Zhang Xiaoqiang hid behind with a look of 'I am injured'.

The "squeak" sound kept coming, calling for something, as if with some anxiety?

In a short time, three small round heads poked out of the trunk of the tree, and three small weasels, which were only a little larger than the mouses, showed their bodies and looked under the tree with shining eyes.

"Wow! It's so cute! Yang Ke'er screamed loudly, and the three little weasels shrank back in fright by Yang Ke'er's scream.

"Is it because we enter their territory that they will attack?" Zhang Xiaoqiang somewhat understood.